"You say this every year, and every year it's the same result. If this continues, who would still spend so many Immortal Stones to court death?"
A burst of voices rose below.
"Yeah, yeah, we're not a Great Sect. It's not easy to cultivate each talent. How many Heavenly Treasures does it take to cultivate one top talent?"
Once one person spoke up, countless others stood up as well.
Most of these people didn't come from Great Sects. Their wealth is limited, and they can't withstand the toss, yet they dream of getting rich overnight.
Tang Rao felt sympathetic towards these people. If he had the same mediocre aptitude as them, he would have countless complaints as well.
But he is Tang Rao.
A handsome man who possesses both beauty and wisdom.
A man with a uniquely distinctive Spirit Root, he was delighted.
This way, many, many people won't compete with him for opportunities and Heavenly Treasures.
How could someone like Tang Rao, who loves money so much, not be happy?
