The Special Draw

"So, you just killed him, huh?"

Bu Lige was momentarily speechless, unsure how to even respond.

Judging by the intensity of the soul projection alone, the intruder had likely been a peak-level powerhouse at Pathseeker. Yet, in front of the boss, he was squashed like an ant.

Bu Lige shot a thoughtful glance at Luo Chuan, who was lounging like a lazy fish on his rocking chair. He now fully understood one universal truth: appearances can be deceiving.

The boss might look approachable and easygoing, but when it came to action, he was ruthless.

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After wandering around the store, Bu Lige emerged with a pack of spicy strips and a bottle of cola in hand. Of course, his space ring was now 100 spirit crystals lighter.

For an ordinary cultivator, such lavish spending would be financially crippling.

But Bu Lige wasn't just anyone—he was the son of the Southern Protector.

Sometimes, a person's birth alone determines whether their path will be strewn with thorns or smooth as silk.

"I have to ask, boss," Bu Lige began, opening the cola. "When are you planning to stock something new? It's been just these two items for ages. I'm getting tired of them."

Hearing this, Luo Chuan glanced at him, his expression a mixture of amusement and irritation.

Tired of them? Then why do you look so satisfied while eating them?

Thinking of the lottery opportunity mentioned earlier by the system, Luo Chuan replied, "New products will arrive soon."

"Really?!"

Bu Lige's eyes lit up with excitement. His casual question had unexpectedly yielded a promising answer.

He couldn't help but wonder—what would the new product be? How would it taste?

Bu Lige left the store, humming a tune, his steps unusually light.

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As night fell, Luo Chuan finally found some quiet time. Sitting in the store, he took a deep breath and opened the system panel.

A light-blue screen appeared in front of him. Unlike before, there was now a new message: "One chance for a special draw."

"Special draw? How is it different from the regular ones?" Luo Chuan muttered curiously.

He recalled that regular draws involved spinning a virtual wheel in some ethereal space. What would this special draw look like?

"System," Luo Chuan said. "Start the special draw."

Suddenly, a mechanical sound echoed around him, startling him.

When he looked closer, Luo Chuan couldn't help but freeze, his expression a mix of disbelief and amusement.

A transparent glass capsule machine had materialized before him. Inside was a collection of colorful round capsules, with a red button at the front.

"Is this… a gashapon machine?" Luo Chuan asked, stunned.

"It's just like a gashapon machine, right?"

The system replied bluntly, "The host is correct."

Luo Chuan sighed, speechless at the system's aesthetics. Still, he pressed the red button.

The machine whirred noisily, and after a few moments, with a sharp click, a water-blue capsule rolled out of the chute.

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"Congratulations, host! You've drawn the special item: Jelly Dew."

"Jelly Dew: Brewed from the Fountain of Life. Effects: Rejuvenation and life restoration. Price: 100,000 spirit crystals per bottle."

"Note: One bottle of Jelly Dew is restocked every seven days."

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As the machine vanished, Luo Chuan examined the exquisite bottle of Jelly Dew in his hand. Its surface was made of smooth, cold jade, radiating a faint warmth. Even unopened, the bottle exuded an overwhelming spiritual energy.

"Not your average item," Luo Chuan muttered, marveling at the craftsmanship.

But the true marvel lay inside. Unlike cola, which merely healed injuries, Jelly Dew could restore vitality itself.

"Vitality," Luo Chuan murmured. "The very essence of life…"

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