Ye Tianyi had not expected so many familiar faces to show up for this Battle of the Heavens—far more than he had imagined!
"Now, send one person from each group to draw lots. The lots bear one of five numbers, one through five, with thirty of each. Teams that draw the same number will be placed in the same group."
This drawing was quite important to Ye Tianyi's group. Among the 150 teams, their strengths varied greatly, and there were quite a few weak ones as well, including those who had advanced alongside Ye Tianyi's group from the Eight Wastelands. There had been a hundred people from the Eight Wastelands who advanced, counting Ye Tianyi's group. If more teams like those ended up in their group, the pressure on them would be much lower.
"Xiao Yingyu, you go draw."
Ye Tianyi rubbed Xiao Yingyu's little head.
"Mm-hmm, okay."
Then Xiao Yingyu waddled over.
He trusted Xiao Yingyu's luck to be good.
"Do you think they might tamper with the drawing?"
Shi Jiayi asked.
"That shouldn't happen," Ye Tianyi said. "They shouldn't be shameless enough to go that far. That would basically be cheating. Setting the rules is still understandable, though."
Xi Qianyu nodded. "If they tampered with the drawing, that really would be going too far."
Xiao Yingyu quickly ran back with a slip of paper in her hand.
"Master Daddy."
Xiao Yingyu handed the paper to Ye Tianyi.
The ones Ye Tianyi least wanted to encounter were the Heavenly Ghost Sect, along with several other rather powerful teams.
If he encountered them one at a time, Ye Tianyi was not afraid. But if many of them gathered together and all ended up in his group, that would be quite troublesome.
"What number?"
"Number one."
Ye Tianyi said.
Then he