This old tree doesn’t distinguish between friend and foe at all; in her eyes, everyone is the same—they’re all food!

The only difference is that she just guards the entrance to Stone Village, not worried about the villagers escaping.

Maybe there’s also a bit of that animal instinct of “a rabbit doesn’t eat the grass by its own burrow”?

William Lynn thought wryly, unable to relax at all. Watching how the old tree struck just now, casually killing over a hundred targets in an instant—including cultivators like Old Brooks.

Even though Old Brooks was injured, her attack was just too effortless. With just one of the hundreds of petals, she instantly killed Old Brooks. To her, a fourth-level Qi Refining cultivator was no different from these mundane martial artists.

William Lynn never shies away from making the worst assumptions. According to his estimation, this old tree demon’s strength has probably already surpassed the Qi Refining stage.

At the very least, she’s at the Foundation Establishment level.

William Lynn touched his nose. It was hard enough to finally find a suitable disciple, but now there were so many obstacles.

Is it always this troublesome for the true chosen ones, the protagonist-level figures?

Just as he was thinking this, a system notification suddenly sounded in William Lynn’s mind.

“System has been running for one month. The lottery system is now officially activated!”

Chapter 5: The First Lottery

“System has been running for one month. The lottery system is now officially activated!”

Hearing the system notification, William Lynn was stunned for a moment, then felt an overwhelming urge to cry.

He had almost forgotten about the lottery system—he’d even gotten a lottery chance from the newbie gift pack.

William Lynn glanced back at the old peach tree at the village entrance. The villagers of Stone Village were already returning one after another. Looking at the little one in the crowd, William Lynn silently prayed, “Good disciple, since you’re a protagonist-level figure, you shouldn’t die so easily, right? Hang in there, your master will be back to save you soon.”

He first moved farther away from the old peach tree, then eagerly checked the lottery system.

Upon entering the lottery system, three images appeared in William Lynn’s mind.

A die, a roulette wheel, and a third one that was a hazy, indistinct mass, like a cloud of mist.

William Lynn tried it, but the hazy cloud couldn’t be selected—maybe the system hadn’t unlocked it yet.

The roulette and the die were two different lottery methods. The roulette was like the slot machines or big wheels William Lynn had seen in his previous life, with a circle of different icons, each representing something different. William Lynn would spin the wheel, and whatever it landed on, that’s what he’d get.

William Lynn looked at it—the roulette had eighteen slots in total, sixteen with items and two that were empty.

The sixteen items included three types of Daoist manuals, three types of spiritual pills, three magical artifacts, three talismans, three divine abilities, and one mysterious box with a question mark.

The three Daoist manuals on the roulette were all inferior to the Nine Heavens Thunder True Method and held no appeal for William Lynn.

The pills were all ordinary stuff—none could instantly boost William Lynn’s cultivation enough to fight a Foundation Establishment enemy.

Artifacts, talismans, divine abilities… William Lynn looked through them all, but none could help him deal with the old peach tree.

William Lynn exited the roulette lottery system and entered the dice lottery system.

Three dice sat quietly on a disc, with a ring of icons around the disc. Unlike the roulette, each icon was marked with a number from one to eighteen.

There were sixteen icons in total; numbers twelve and fourteen were blank.

William Lynn quickly understood: he had to roll the dice, and the sum of the three dice would determine which item he’d get.

If the total was twelve or fourteen, he’d walk away empty-handed.

Just like the roulette, the dice system’s sixteen items were three Daoist manuals, three pills, three artifacts, three talismans, three divine abilities, and one mysterious box with a question mark.

Each lottery draw, the sixteen items up for grabs should be randomly generated, and the roulette and dice systems were independent of each other.

William Lynn scanned through the items in the dice system, and when he saw that the magical artifact corresponding to number thirteen was the Thunderbreaking Cone, his eyes lit up.

This Thunderbreaking Cone was actually a Foundation Establishment-level artifact.

In the Great World of Tianyuan, only Nascent Soul cultivators could refine true magic treasures. Cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage could only refine magical artifacts, which were categorized by the refiner’s cultivation: Nascent Soul artifacts, Golden Core artifacts, Foundation Establishment artifacts, and Qi Refining artifacts.

The three artifacts from the roulette and the other two from the dice system were all Qi Refining artifacts.

For William Lynn, who was currently only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, those were certainly usable, but relying on them to fight the Foundation Establishment-level old peach tree was pure fantasy.

But the Thunderbreaking Cone, as a Foundation Establishment artifact, was almost a divine weapon for a Qi Refining cultivator. With it, William Lynn would have a fighting chance against the old peach tree.

The box with a question mark was probably a special prize—could be something unknown, but also could be a trap.

William Lynn took a few deep breaths and muttered to himself, “Thunderbreaking Cone, Thunderbreaking Cone… thirteen, thirteen!”

After circulating his energy for a while, William Lynn decided to start the lottery.

“Here we go!”