To challenge the Demon King with such a weak body is simply courting death! The Celestial Master and the others also chose their favorite treasures, instantly boosting their overall strength to a higher level.

Especially the old Celestial Master, whose foundation is the deepest, received a lot of merit rewards this time, and his cultivation level actually soared from the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending stage to the peak.

Old Chen couldn't help but click his tongue and say, "Old Zhang, you've got quite the ambition! We only picked out some physical qualities, cultivation techniques, supernatural abilities, and magic treasures, and you quietly became the one with the highest cultivation level among us."

The old master smiled slightly: "I have always firmly believed that the path of cultivation lies in oneself. Only when one is strong enough can one be fearless."

Qingzhenzi scoffed, "Hmph, the path of cultivation inherently requires the help of external resources. It's not like you've never used rare and precious materials."

Old Celestial Master: "..."

Inside Zixiao Island, Ye Yun observed the scene before him with great interest, secretly pondering the old Celestial Master's intentions.

The old master seems to be intentionally following the path that Lao Tzu took, but he is also well aware of the many difficulties involved.

The old master placed all his bets on comprehension, hoping to break through his predicament in this way.

Ye Yun turned to look into the depths of hell, where he saw Shura tightly bound by various ropes, unable to move.

He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh; the customers were probably in big trouble now.

In fact, this Asura was not created by Ye Yun, but was carefully crafted by the Heavenly Dao of that world, and can be called the ultimate problem.

The Heavenly Dao deliberately modified the Asura, making it a vessel capable of absorbing negative emotions and consciousness from the world.

In the world of A Chinese Ghost Story, the order is extremely chaotic, and chaos is constantly brewing.

Heaven saw this as an opportunity and hoped to use Asura to completely resolve this thorny problem.

Thus, such a powerful and formidable Asura was created.

Ye Yun also intervened, locking down the Asura's potential. Otherwise, given the negative emotions and consciousness of that world, the Asura would have already broken through to the Golden Immortal realm.

"System, do you think we should add a little more functionality so that while we're reaping the rewards, we can also offer customers a small helping hand?"

Ye Yun scratched his head in frustration, "After all, that Asura is a bit unsolvable. No matter how hard those customers try to cultivate, it's impossible for them to break through to the Celestial Immortal realm in a short time."

Moreover, even if they manage to break through to the Golden Immortal realm, the Asura's constant influx of negative emotions and consciousness makes them virtually invincible. What can be done?

After a moment of silence, the system said, "After testing, this activity has indeed exceeded the limits. We are allowed to add some new features."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yun beamed with joy and quickly said, "That's great! I've already thought of it. How about we add a lottery feature? That would increase the fun and make customers more willing to participate."

So Ye Yun explained his idea in detail: "The lottery is divided into three levels: beginner, intermediate and advanced."

One strand of merit can unlock a basic lottery, with prizes including various magical treasures and elixirs; one wisp of merit can unlock an intermediate lottery, with more valuable prizes, possibly rare materials, advanced cultivation techniques, or improved physiques; as for the advanced lottery, it requires ten wisps of merit, but the prizes are correspondingly more enticing, and may even include top-tier divine artifacts, mysterious cultivation methods, or even supernatural powers.

After hearing this, the system thought it was a good idea and agreed to Ye Yun's proposal.

As the system updated, a mysterious power quickly spread, instantly permeating the entire world of A Chinese Ghost Story.

Every customer sensed a subtle change, as if something new and exciting was about to happen.

Sure enough, upon closer inspection, a lottery button shimmering with a strange light had appeared out of nowhere below the original exchange panel.

This button, like the brightest star in the night sky, attracts everyone's attention.

Below it, the rules and procedures for the entire lottery are shown in detail.

All the customers carefully read the rules, their hearts filled with anticipation and excitement. They discovered that every draw would bring something, only the quality of the prizes varied.

This has attracted many people, especially those customers who are not well-off.

Some people may have accumulated some good deeds, but they still hesitate to buy high-priced goods; while they feel that low-value items are not enough to meet their needs.

So they decided to take the risk and pin their hopes on the lottery, hoping it would change their fate.

More and more customers were attracted by this incentive and clicked the lottery button.

For a moment, the scene was bustling with excitement. Some people were overjoyed to have drawn precious treasures, while others were unlucky and only received ordinary items, leaving them disappointed.

During this process, everyone's expressions revealed a variety of human emotions, as if a magnificent drama of life was unfolding.

...

In a valley of evil in the underworld, the King of Demons sat on his throne, raised an eyebrow, and said with a hint of surprise and disdain, "Interesting. I didn't expect that Pudu Cihang would actually die. He really was a piece of trash." His tone was laced with sarcasm and contempt.

"But what exactly is the origin of that group of people? After all, Pudu Cihang was a great demon at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage. It's really hard to understand why it's gone like this." The Evil Ghost King frowned, his heart filled with doubt and curiosity.

Just then, a gray-clad evil spirit floated in and respectfully reported to the Demon King: "Your Majesty, we have investigated once, but we still cannot find out the origin of these people. We only know that they seem to be guests from outer space."

Upon hearing this, the Demon King's lips curled up slightly, revealing an amused smile, and he muttered to himself, "Visitors from outer space? That's quite interesting."

Curiosity and anticipation flickered in the Demon King's eyes, and he developed a strong interest in this group of mysterious outsiders.

However, suddenly, the entire underworld trembled violently, as if an earth dragon were turning over.

A piercing scream came from the distant Black Mountain, then the sound gradually faded away.

The Demon King was so startled that he stood up abruptly from his throne, his face filled with terror, silently praying that the horrible thing below would not escape.

After a while, the Demon King sensed that the suppressing power still existed, and although Black Mountain's aura was somewhat weak, he was still alive.

He breathed a sigh of relief, sat back on his throne, and then made up his mind that he could not stay in the underworld for another day.