Happy times are fleeting.
Chu Tian spent the entire day playing with Zhang Chengcheng.
From being distracted at first, Chu Tian eventually enjoyed himself with peace of mind.
Having lived two lives, he had never been so relaxed.
As the sky gradually darkened, the setting sun cast waves of golden light on the sea!
The two walked on the beach.
Enjoying the tranquil moments.
Until the sunlight completely disappeared, and only the sound of the tide could be heard.
Countless stars twinkled in the sky, a sight unseen in the city.
"I want to go back to sleep..."
Zhang Chengcheng had been quiet for a while, not saying a word.
Chu Tian had been accompanying her all along.
Suddenly, Zhang Chengcheng turned around and said this to Chu Tian.
"Mmm..." Chu Tian gazed into her eyes.
He nodded slowly.
He knew it was time for him to get busy again.
Ever since arriving here, Chu Tian had sensed a faint dragon's energy.
He didn't know if it was a real divine dragon.
Because the aura was very faint, feeling ethereal and elusive.
After sending Zhang Chengcheng back to her room, Chu Tian left the guesthouse.
He found a secluded spot, summoned his single-soldier combat mecha.
And ascended directly into the sky, heading west of Pilgrimage Island.
Upon reaching high altitude, Chu Tian discovered something strange.
To the west of Pilgrimage Island...
There was an area brilliantly illuminated by lights.
A high platform had also been built there, with many people present.
Chu Tian paused. The celestial dynasty had flown there, but the entire Pilgrimage Island had no electricity supply.
Yet, in that area, there were lights.
How could he not go and investigate such a peculiar place?
In a moment, Chu Tian arrived at the western coastline of the small island.
Only then did he realize that the brightly lit area was not actually on the coast of Pilgrimage Island.
Instead, a kilometer-long floating bridge extended westward from the western coast of Pilgrimage Island.
There was also a reef.
Because it was too small, it couldn't be called an island.
Chu Tian glanced around. On the coast of Pilgrimage Island, at the head of the floating bridge, more than 500 people were gathered.
These people were all tourists.
At the end of the floating bridge, on the reef, there were a few dozen people, all possessing unusual fluctuations of energy.
They were dressed uniformly and should be members of the Faction of Divergence.
Among them, Chu Tian saw Qiu Shaotian, who had also changed into uniform clothing.
This made Chu Tian even more certain that this group was undoubtedly the remnants of the Faction of Divergence.
Chu Tian also spotted Wang Pangzi among the crowd of tourists.
The tourists were kept behind a cordon, as if waiting for something.
Wang Pangzi was also looking around.
Within the crowd, Chu Tian sensed several different auras.
He investigated those individuals carefully.
It turned out...
They were all people suffering from serious illnesses.
Seeing this, Chu Tian thought to himself: Could it be that these people are all going to participate in this so-called Sacred Blood Baptism?
Because he had heard the woman earlier say.
The Sacred Blood Baptism was rumored to cure incurable diseases.
It seemed these people were here to try their luck.
With this thought, Chu Tian slowly descended.
He stopped twenty meters above the people.
Preparing to observe what this so-called Sacred Blood Baptism was.
"So many people!" someone complained.
"Yeah, it looks like it'll be difficult to bid for a spot once we get inside!" a man said, not dressed particularly well.
Carrying a suitcase, he tightened his grip and spoke weakly.
It was evident that his family was not wealthy.
It was likely that this money was very important to him.
After the man said this, many people nodded in agreement.
Some people's expressions changed, showing a desire to withdraw.
After all, with so many people, the number of available spots was limited.
The wealthy would get them.
Therefore, securing a spot would surely require a significant expenditure.
He wondered if he had enough money to outbid the "suckers"!
No one knew how high the final bids would go.
If they failed to secure a spot to receive the baptism, the ten thousand yuan ticket price might be wasted.
This was also a tactic of the Faction of Divergence.
If they directly auctioned spots outside, wouldn't the sightseeing ticket fees go unsold?
If tickets didn't sell, no one would promote them, nor would the so-called Sacred Blood Baptism.
Wouldn't that mean no one would come to participate?
So, these suckers would spend money on tickets and then promote them upon their return.
Attracting more wealthy and sick people to bid here.
It was truly killing multiple birds with one stone.
However, Chu Tian didn't truly believe in the so-called Sacred Blood Baptism.
It was possible that the highest bidder was a shill arranged by the Faction of Divergence.
In the end, the illness might be cured.
But who knew if they were sick before?
Look at these over 500 people, each paying ten thousand yuan for a ticket.
They were making a fortune.
Just one batch of tickets brought in 5,000,000.
Could there be anything more profitable than this?
"There are only over 500 people, not many... Last month there were over a thousand!"
Suddenly, an old man sitting in a wheelchair said.
Everyone turned their heads in surprise to look at him.
Behind him, a young man pushing the wheelchair also nodded.
He smiled slightly and said, "We came last month... and didn't bring enough money. This time, we're determined to get it! I advise you all not to waste your ticket money."
Hearing this, many people's expressions constantly changed.
Behind the young man stood four other people.
Each of them carried two suitcases.
It was likely that they were filled with money.
The Sacred Assembly required cash settlement for both tickets and bids.
Therefore, almost everyone here had a suitcase.
"There are over five hundred of us this time, and only five spots. We should... still have a chance!"
Someone in the crowd responded, though their words lacked confidence.
This person was only carrying two small suitcases.
But he knew that his suitcases were not filled with Dragon Coins, but with Ugly Knives!
He was betting that the old man in the wheelchair was carrying Dragon Coins.
In that case, he would still have a great chance.
Hearing their conversation, Chu Tian became even more curious.
Was this so-called Sacred Assembly truly that magical?
Since the floating bridge's gate was closed, they could only wait.
Chu Tian, however, was not one to obey so readily.
His figure moved, instantly covering a distance of a kilometer.
He had already arrived above the reef.
"Huh?"
As soon as Chu Tian arrived, he noticed something peculiar.
The reef was as flat as a mirror.
It seemed as if it had been shaved by a knife.
What was carved on the reef further opened Chu Tian's eyes.
It was an incredibly complex six-pointed star.
He had scanned the area with his divine sense before.
But this six-pointed star pattern could not be revealed by his divine sense.
He surmised it must be made of some peculiar material, or hidden by some strange technique.
The purpose was to prevent divine sense from spying on it.
However, it was clearly visible to the naked eye.