The night of the eleventh day.
Jiang Maodian called a few people over to gather and explained the current situation.
He and Ai Yinian had no gains, only receiving a few scattered bits of fortune. As for the real fortune, they hadn't seen any, let alone obtained.
Ai Yinian added,
"It's not just us, disciples from other sects seem to be in the same situation."
Jiang Maodian said worriedly,
"Moreover, there's no sign of any change. If this continues for thirty days, then the qualification for this Peach Blossom Spring is truly wasted."
Fan Wubing said,
"Manman and I are the same. No gain."
Fu Manman nodded without speaking.
Off to the side, Luo Qingyao leaned against the window, staring blankly at the night outside.
Jiang Maodian asked,
"What about you, Junior Sister Qingyao?"
Luo Qingyao shook her head, frowning deeply,
"I can't find it."
Jiang Maodian was surprised,
"You came specifically for the Peach Blossom Spring, and still you've gained nothing?"
