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"It really does seem to all come down to luck,"
Milton Cheney muttered to himself.
After watching for a long time, Milton Cheney really planned to open one just for fun.
The price of these Immortal Origins were at most a thousand top-grade Spiritual Stones, which wasn't much for Milton Cheney.
To Milton Cheney, opening an Immortal Origin was much like buying a lottery ticket in his previous life.
Milton Cheney's gaze began to linger on each piece of Immortal Origin in the field.
This was a large booth, with thousands of pieces of Immortal Origin laid out on shelves and on the ground.
But most of the Immortal Origins were quite small in size.
Milton Cheney sensed each one, his expression unchanging.
"Huh!"
A moment later, Milton Cheney was startled.
In his perception, one piece the size of an adult's palm gave off an intense heat.
But the next moment, when Milton Cheney sensed the same Immortal Origin again, he found the sensation of heat had disappeared.
