19: Chapter 19 System, were you created by some second-generation game developer?

Su Qianxue immediately shut her mouth.

Inside the Tianxuan Peak Hall.

Gu Sheng severed the Divine Soul link.

His consciousness returned to his main body.

He leaned back against the main seat and raised his hand to massage his temples.

A needle-like pain throbbed in his head.

The side effects of dual-tasking were starting to manifest.

But there was simply no time to rest right now.

Immortal Holy Land.

These three words weighed down on him like a mountain.

The situation in the Far North Icefield had completely spiraled out of control.

Any one of those old monsters who had lived for thousands of years could emerge and crush Xueluo City along with Gu Han's physical shell into ashes.

Blood River Ancestor's Nascent Soul Great Perfection experience card?

In the face of an Immortal Holy Land, the Nascent Soul Stage didn't even qualify as cannon fodder.

He had to pull.

He had to pull an absolute fighting force capable of suppressing an entire region.

Gu Sheng sat up straight.

With a thought, he opened the System panel.

He switched to the character banner interface.

The balance in the top right corner shimmered with a faint light.

During this time, he had converted all the scrap materials from the Tianxuan Peak treasury, the spiritual wine sent by Li Changgeng, and his previously accumulated Spirit Stones into pulls.

Not a single one more or less.

Exactly sixty pulls.

"System."

Gu Sheng tapped his finger on the table.

"Give me the lowdown on the drop rates for this character banner."

A line of green text popped up on the screen.

[The great thousand creation system upholds the principles of fairness, justice, and transparency.]

[The character banner includes: Permanent Dao Protectors, limited-time experience cards, cultivation empowerment pills, special talent Incomplete Manuals, etc.]

[Single-pull miracle probability: 0.6%.]

[Soft pity triggered at 60 pulls.]

[Hard pity triggered at 80 pulls.]

Gu Sheng stared at the data.

This routine was all too familiar.

He suspected that the developers of those money-grubbing gacha games from his past life had all been recruited by this System as temporary workers.

"Soft pity at sixty pulls?"

Gu Sheng sneered.

"In other words, if I dump these sixty pulls in, I'll most likely just hear a 'clink' and get nothing?"

[Host, please adjust your attitude.]

[Luck is also a part of one's strength.]

[It is recommended to bathe and burn incense or invite friends before pulling to secretly increase the metaphysical probability by 0.01%.]

"Get lost."

Gu Sheng spat out a single word.

He didn't hesitate.

Time waited for no one.

"Let's start with a ten-pull to test the waters."

The command was issued.

The balance of sixty pulls instantly dropped to fifty.

A massive vortex appeared in the center of the System's light screen.

Ten streaks of light spat out from the vortex.

Blue.

Blue.

Blue.

White.

White.

Blue.

All of it was junk.

Gu Sheng clicked on the item details.

[Ten-year-old Spiritual Ginseng rootlets], [a bottle of Low Grade qi gathering pills], [broken Flying Sword fragments]...

"What kind of trash is this?"

The veins on Gu Sheng's forehead throbbed.

"Why is this scrap metal mixed into the character banner? Was your pool chewed up by a dog?"

[Banner byproducts are normal drops.]

[They can be used for synthesis or recycling.]

[Please maintain a calm state of mind, Host, and do not engage in impotent rage.]

Gu Sheng gnashed his teeth.

"Another ten-pull!"

The balance became forty.

The light screen flashed again.

This time, a purple light shot up into the sky.

Gu Sheng's spirits lifted.

Did I get something?

The purple light dissipated, turning into a card floating in mid-air.

[Congratulations, you have obtained: Yellow Rank Character Experience Card — Chief of Black Wind Fortress (Middle Stage Foundation Establishment).]

[Duration: Half an hour.]

[Trait: Loudmouth. Shouting during battle can cause slight mental pollution to Qi Refinement Stage Cultivators.]

Gu Sheng stared intently at the card.

Middle Stage Foundation Establishment.

Duration: half an hour.

Loudmouth.

"I'm supposed to use this thing against an Immortal Holy Land?"

Gu Sheng laughed out of pure rage.

"Am I going to the Far North Icefield to sing 'It's All Over' for those old monsters?"

[Yellow Rank cards also have their unique uses.]

[There are no useless cards, only hosts who don't know how to use them.]

"Stop feeding me that motivational crap."

Gu Sheng stood up.

He paced back and forth in the hall.

Forty pulls left.

He never believed in "single-pull miracles."

An unlucky soul's fate can only be changed by pity.

"All in."

Gu Sheng stopped in his tracks.

His gaze locked onto the System's light screen.

"The remaining forty pulls—dump them all in!"

The balance hit zero.

The System's light screen trembled violently.

All the Spiritual Qi in the Tianxuan Peak Hall was sucked dry.

The vortex expanded several times over.

Forty streaks of light rushed out simultaneously.

The first thirty.

No surprises.

A mix of blue and white.

Various low-level Medicinal Pills and discarded Magic Treasure fragments filled the System inventory.

Not even a purple light appeared.

Gu Sheng's heart sank to rock bottom.

This greed...

It's simply unbelievable.

The final ten streaks of light.

That was the ten-pull that would trigger the sixty-pull soft pity.

The center of the vortex suddenly froze for a moment.

Immediately followed by...

A blinding golden light tore through the light screen.

The golden light was too intense.

Gu Sheng instinctively turned his head and raised his arm to shield his eyes.

The temperature inside the hall plummeted.

It wasn't the extreme cold of Gu Han's Lunar Origin.

Rather, it was a pure, deathly aura of slaughter, carrying a heavy scent of blood.

The Thunderclap Wood hanging from the eaves shook violently.

Purple lightning arcs danced frantically across the wood, letting out crackling explosions.

It seemed to be warning of the arrival of some extremely dangerous existence.

The golden light receded.

A card, dark gold throughout with scarlet blood veins flowing along its edges, floated before Gu Sheng.

On the back of the card, intricate and ancient totems were engraved.

Gu Sheng lowered his arm.

His breath hitched for a beat.

It's a hit.

He had actually pulled a gold at the sixty-pull soft pity.

With these odds, his ancestors must have been looking out for him.

"System."

Gu Sheng's voice was tight.

"What rank is this?"

[Ding.]

[Congratulations, Host, for triggering an extremely low-probability event.]

[The soft pity transcended its tier, successfully pulling a top-grade character card.]

[Analyzing card data...]

The card slowly flipped over.

The front.

There was no character illustration.

There was only a sword.

A broken sword, snapped in half, its blade covered in rust.

The broken sword was thrust diagonally into a landscape built of corpses and bones.

The background was an endless blood-colored sky.

Lines of dark red text appeared beneath the card.

[Character Card: Li Yifeng]

[Current Cultivation: Soul Transformation Great Perfection (Suppressed by Heavenly Dao Laws, can unleash at most Early Stage Void Refining combat power)]

[Trait 1: Sword Opens the Heaven Gate. Ignores Realm differences, forcibly breaking all defensive Formations and Protective Aura.]

[Trait 2: Murderous Seed. The more enemies there are, the stronger the slaughter Sword Intent becomes. No upper limit.]

[Warning: This character has an extremely heavy killing intent; please issue commands with caution. If a command violates his sword-path heart, there is a probability of suffering a backlash.]

Gu Sheng stared at those lines of text.

He read them word by word.

Soul Transformation Stage Great Perfection.

Early Stage Void Refining combat power.

In the Beiming Land, this was absolutely an existence that could walk unchallenged.

The Ice Spirit Sect's Sect Master, Han Wuji, is likely at the Soul Transformation Stage.

Even if they are people sent by an Immortal Holy Land...

Restricted by the Laws of the Far North Icefield, the most they could have is a Soul Transformation Stage leader.

This card...

Is enough to flip the entire chessboard.

"I've struck it rich."

Gu Sheng slammed his hand onto the table.

The red sandalwood table let out a crisp crack, a fissure splitting across it.

"These sixty pulls were a massive win!"

All the resentment he had toward the System just moments ago vanished into thin air.

His capitalist face switched on instantly.

"Extract card."