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"You Help the Poor; what do you guys have to compete with ?"

"Sister Zhou, get on top and move. I’ll get you to number one!" Dung Beetle declared, looking at Sister Zhou beside him with a crazed smile.

Right now, he was rich and could do as he pleased! Five sets of 999 Flowers sent them straight to the top spot!

5,000 Contribution Points, just gone like that? Damn! Is this how Rich People play?

When Junlin saw his first place snatched away, the competitive spirit of the Rich Second Generation flared up, and he also threw in five sets of 999 Flowers.

Suddenly, first place beca a contest between Junlin and Cat.

Old Mo and Wanwan stood together. Seeing how the others were playing, they too couldn’t help but want to compete.

But Wanwan held him back and said, "There’s no need. We can’t compete for the first-place Reward. Have you forgotten that Junlin can mobilize your Lingxiao Hall’s Contribution Points? And you, Old Mo, you annihilated the Sea Race’s last army in that battle. You two have the most Contribution Points among all the Players; the top spot will definitely be decided between you. There’s no real difference between second and third place. We just need to secure third. Do you still have enough Contribution Points? If not, I can transfer so to you; I still have over 3,000."

It had to be said, Wanwan, this female player, was indeed clear-headed and not as frenzied as the others.

When Flourishing Flowers saw the Dream Order outfit and the Magpie Bridge Immortal mount, he desperately wanted to go all out for them. He had already brought Yan Ruyu over, and she was standing with him among the other Players. Unlike Flourishing Flowers’s frenzy, Yan Ruyu looked puzzled. She was unclear on what the Profound Yellow Sect Disciples were actually doing.

However, no matter how many of his Contribution Points in Hand Flourishing Flowers spent, he could only manage to hold onto fourth place. Old Mo and Wanwan firmly occupied third, giving him no chance at all.

"Damn it, Old Mo, stop throwing in Contribution Points! Give a chance to show off!" Flourishing Flowers turned and shouted, "Just consider it a favor I owe you. Let push into the top three!"

Hearing this, Old Mo smirked and replied, "Nope. Wanwan and I are taking third place. Try pushing for second and first if you have what it takes."

Compete for second and first? How the hell am I supposed to do that?!

Junlin and Dung Beetle were like madn; by that point, they had already thrown in over Ten Thousand Contribution Points each. And it didn’t look like they were going to stop. Even if Flourishing Flowers had so Contribution Points, he couldn’t possibly keep up with that kind of spending.

He’s crazy! They’ve all gone mad!

"Flourishing Flowers, you’ve been surpassed! Half Dream, Half Wake, Half Life has climbed up. You’ve fallen out of the top five now!" a Player nearby reminded him.

Flourishing Flowers quickly turned to look and saw that he had indeed been surpassed. At this rate, he might even fall out of the Top Ten!

What the hell? Are these brutes really that rich too?!

A Bowl of Duck Leg Rice and Favorite Duck Leg Rice landed in the fifth spot.

Now, getting on the list required a minimum of 3,000 Contribution Points. This ant anyone with fewer than 3,000 might as well give up on trying to rank. Even the weakest in the top five already had 5,000 Contribution Points. The gatekeeper, A Bowl of Duck Leg Rice, had directly thrown in 5,000 Contribution Points.

As for the top three... Heh. Junlin and Dung Beetle had already spent 20,000 Contribution Points, and Old Mo had also thrown in Ten Thousand Contribution Points. This ant that if you wanted a spot in the top three, you would need at least Ten Thousand Contribution Points.

Turtle. They all act poor usually, but turn into Lords during events? Man, it’s a real pity this ga doesn’t charge.

Flourishing Flowers, looking at his eighth position, felt utterly desperate.

Yan Ruyu also seed to have guessed sothing. With so many Profound Yellow Sect Disciples making such a commotion, she wasn’t stupid and could figure out what was happening. It appeared to be so internal ranking competition among the Profound Yellow Sect Disciples. Furthermore, it looked like Flourishing Flowers was being surpassed by a group of them.

"It’s okay. If I’m surpassed, then I’m surpassed. I don’t really mind," Yan Ruyu said, taking Flourishing Flowers’ hand. This lightened his gloomy mood considerably.

Indeed, having soone who understands you is essential.

"Co on, let’s go Outside to cultivate!" Flourishing Flowers said, feeling aggrieved. "I’m not playing with these maniacs anymore. We have plenty of Spiritual Qi here; it will definitely help you break through."

After saying that, he and Yan Ruyu left Inside the Contribution Hall.

Watching their retreating figures, the Players were also a bit stunned.

"What’s going on? Is Flourishing Flowers really falling for an NPC?"

"Although Yan Ruyu is indeed beautiful, this is just a ga. Does he need to be this serious?"

"Never mind them. What they want to do is none of our business. Let’s focus on sending flowers for the raffle!"

"Exactly! The Top Ten is out of reach, but we can still draw for Illusory Weapons. We could show off with an Illusory Weapon too!"

"Where’s the Refiner? Forge a weapon for ! I want a Great Saber style!"

"..."

The Players started buzzing with excitent again. Knowing their financial limits, they each turned to try their luck drawing for Illusory Weapons. Just sending one flower would get them a chance to enter the raffle draw. Almost all Players felt they had a chance. Furthermore, after they ford Daoist Companionships, the Sect Leader had sent them 999 Contribution Points each, which gave the Players a bit of confidence.

We can’t win on the Fresh Flower List, but surely we have a chance with the Illusory Weapon draw?

The Ao Xiang Squad mbers gathered. The four of them, along with their Daoist Companions, began drawing for Illusory Weapons. Each draw required one lottery ticket. The guaranteed reward was a Lower-grade Spiritual Stone, while other potential rewards included 8, 88, or 888 Spiritual Stones.

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