Chapter 202: The Lazy Core Disciples

Byron Cutmore stood atop the Main Peak, staring at the words on the System Panel: "3,000,000 lottery draws available." His grin practically split his face. "Seven million more," he muttered, "and I'll hit the pity guarantee for an Immortal-grade Item…" He wiped at drool that wasn't even there, dismissed the System Panel, and strolled toward the Core Disciple Residence, humming to himself. Skysoar Sect had grown to three hundred thousand disciples, but the ones who truly kept him up at night...