Late at night at the west gate of Sky City.

I was currently standing on the square next to the gate with all of my equipment visual effects turned on. The hilt of The Chill of Nine Provinces was peeking out of my cloak. Swirls of icy energy could be seen circling around it. Anyone who lay their eyes on the weapon would know that the weapon was used for only one purpose: murder. The Phantom Wolf King was crouching next to me and enjoying my ministrations to its head and ears.

"Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls is offering 10000 RMB to purchase 1 Luck! Buyers will gain the right to join Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls and fight by the side of Broken Halberd Sinks Into Sand, Beiming Xue, and Gui Guzi!"

Chaos Moon spared no effort in shouting her lines as loudly and invitingly as possible. It was like a cold war. Whoever gained the most Luck out of this race would gain the upper hand in future conflicts.

Not far away, Blue Sky Scar, Nangong Lexi and Laughing At The Heavens were doing the same thing. They were all doing their best to purchase as much Luck as possible for their guilds. Even Candle Dragon...