Mad Plundering

The Tongtian Bar membership was about to break ten thousand, so some events were being prepared to celebrate.

When the time came, Kewen would contact Wuzui and invite him to the bar.

Set a time for everyone to make posts and ask questions in the bar, and let Old Wu answer them. What did everyone think?

If anyone had other good suggestions, they could make a post and bring them up.

If everyone was enthusiastic enough, there would be prizes too—signed photos, signed cards, and the like. Those who had not joined yet, hurry up and click "I Like" on the right side of the Tieba!

Whenever the membership broke ten thousand, Kewen would contact Old Wu. So, you all understood—the sooner it broke ten thousand, the sooner the event could begin!

Those who wanted to participate should keep an eye on the featured and pinned posts.

Wei Suo, Ling Longtian, and Feng Wucang headed toward the ninth mountain.

The cultivators behind them followed the trio with boundless excitement. Apart from the spirit stones, refined gold, ores, and other items Ling Longtian had taken from the first eight mountains, everything else had been shared among them. Every cultivator had received astonishing quantities of talismans, spirit stones, spirit pills, and flying swords. With such staggering resources, it was very possible that quite a few Great Golden Core cultivators would emerge from this group in the future.

This was a great fortuitous encounter, one won by gambling with their lives. Of the more than one thousand cultivators, over two hundred had fallen. Even if Wei Suo had assured them from the start that he could take the place, most cultivators probably would still have dared not join. Such an opportunity came once in a thousand years; whether one could seize it depended