Yaoqin's suggestion was indeed sound. Everyone present was a core member of an Imperial Clan or a Holy Land, possessing formidable fortune. Unless it was destined that they all die here today, pooling the fortune of seven people would naturally conjure a path to survival in the dark currents of fate.
Of course, tampering with such a divine selection carried karmic consequences. The Dao of Heaven was fair; opening a window for you meant closing another door. Such karma would be difficult to bear alone, but spread evenly among seven people, it amounted to nothing.
"Three... two... one..."
Chapter 433