A day passed.
Chun Xiaobai lay sprawled atop a mountain of spirit stones, grinning from ear to ear.
Damn it, fleecing people really was the fastest way to make money!
The first day's ten thousand entry tickets sold out in less than four hours.
Third Boss Bai Jin'er, who had now burrowed headfirst into the eye of a coin, adamantly demanded that they sell more tickets the next day!
Swept up in his excitement, Chun Xiaobai waved his hand and made the call: another ten thousand!
Keeping the price unchanged was fine, but adding more entry tickets was absolutely no problem!
And so, on the second day, less than an hour after they went out, all twenty thousand entry tickets sold out again. A dense, dark ring of people surrounded the foot of the mountain, a sight that sent hearts pounding.
Fortunately, this time they had finally balanced yin and yang.
Yet however discreet and cautious they were, news of this windfall-a pie falling straight from the sky-still sprouted wings and spread like wildfire.
Bai Yutang's image as a "gentleman of the Confucian Dao," in particular, rose to unprecedented heights in the hearts of those female disciples.
This was no joke!
For two thousand spirit stones, they could enjoy sixty times the normal concentration of spiritual qi!
What did that mean?
Even a disciple with the poorest talent could spend a day inside and absorb far more spiritual qi than twenty thousand spirit stones were worth!
This was no longer a pie falling from the sky. This was a heaven-defying opportunity raining down upon them!
At this rate, after sitting inside for a year or two, even a useless cultivator at the foundation establishment early stage could probably be pushed all the way to the foundation establishment late stage through