"Th-this..."
In the end, the disciples who had failed to snatch an Entry Ticket could only give up in disappointment.
Of course, no one dared cause trouble here. Chun Xiaobai had laid down the rules long ago:
Anyone who dared make trouble would be blacklisted and permanently barred from buying tickets.
After all, who would sabotage their own heaven-defying opportunity?
Likewise, no one reported it to the Sect.
Everyone who came here had heard about it through word of mouth, one telling ten and ten telling a hundred. They had come on the strength of its reputation and credibility, and all of them were trustworthy.
Besides, everyone knew that as long as they arrived early enough, they were guaranteed to get an Entry Ticket. There were no back doors here-it all came down to quick hands and luck.
"Damn it! I'm not leaving! I'm getting in line right now!"
One disciple plopped down on the ground in a huff.
Someone beside him immediately gave him a sidelong look. "Brother, I've been lining up since the day before yesterday. You only just got here, so get to the back!"
"What?!"
After a brief moment of shock, the disciple trudged to the end of the line.
After all, for disciples like them with reasonably decent talent, cultivating here for a day was as effective as absorbing a hundred thousand spirit stones.
Just one day inside would be a massive gain, with nothing to lose!
What did a few extra days in line matter?
Although Chun Xiaobai had chosen a remote mountain, even that could not withstand the seas of people that had flooded in day after day, rivaling the Spring Festival travel rush.
At last, certain people began to take notice.
At that moment, a streak of dazzling light shot across