There was still an hour left before the competition ended.
Beside the teleportation array in the Eastern Ancient City district, Yue Wen sat hidden behind the stone steps, meditating briefly to recover.
He had just completed another ambush and made a great haul. The pile of backpacks beside him was growing taller by the minute. Just moments ago, he had paid the first round of wages to a group of extras, so their backpacks weren't empty anymore. That would make them seem more credible.
Yue Wen hadn't intended to trick them in the first place. How many points did those seven need to qualify? Paying each of them two thousand points would only cost a little over ten thousand.
During the hour they'd spent lying in wait by the teleportation array, they had intercepted more than a dozen rogue cultivators, earning over sixty thousand points in total!
Those cautious rat people who had been watching for so long had good reason to be careful. Each of them looked completely unremarkable, yet their backpacks could easily hold ten or twenty thousand points' worth of loot!
They'd either gotten lucky and found a high-value Immortal item, or worked diligently to take down plenty of people, then never dared to head to the teleportation array to leave.
After wandering around for ages, they had all been drawn to the "Eastern Film Studio City" Yue Wen had created.
Seeing so many people pass through without trouble and hearing no sounds of fighting, they had all assumed they'd arrived during a lull, when nobody was guarding the teleportation array. Then, as soon as they landed, they got a surprise.
All those hours of hard work had come to nothing. One could imagine the deep pain those rogue cultivators must have felt when they realized they'd