The scent of the air purifier had drawn all the nearby people over.
Cultivation level is the crux of a person's life, the foundation of their existence. Discovering that cultivating near the bathhouse could yield twice the result with half the effort, people naturally wanted to come and see for themselves.
However, most of the crowd were commoners, unable to afford the enormous sum of ten Lower Grade Spirit Stones, lacking the nerve to go in for a bath, given the exorbitant cost.
Thus, they were content just experiencing the effects of the air purifier in the courtyard.
This practice was euphemistically called "rubbing off a little good luck."
"Brother, don't cut in line, wait your turn honestly at the back."
Someone in the queue spoke lightly.
"I am Wang Ning from the Wang Family, do I really need to wait in line?" a few young masters said discontentedly.
"Well, you can try and see if you can get in?"
The atmosphere among the crowd turned tense in an instant.