"Purple Gold Blood Lotus! This was something that could rival an A-grade Supply. As long as an apothecary refined it, its effects could even reach S-grade!"
"What extravagance—he actually took something like this out to wager!"
"This thing is far more expensive than an A-grade Supply. If a Martial Artist below the Second Order used it, it could produce unexpected effects!"
"..."
Quite a few people began discussing among themselves.
Such spiritual treasures were relatively rare, and their side effects were minimal.
After acquiring one, most people would treasure it away and rarely take it out.
Guan Ziyu narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "People all say you're a gambling dog. Seeing you today, it really is true!"
"Since that's the case, I'll accept this wager. But I don't have a Purple Gold Blood Lotus. At most, I can put up an equivalent amount of money. How about it?"
Zhou Chao nodded slightly. "That works too!"
As he spoke, he put away the Purple Gold Blood Lotus.
To him, this item carried considerable value—equivalent to more than half a year of his income.
And the reason he was willing to take out something like this was, on one hand, because Guan Ziyu rubbed him the wrong way.
On the other hand, he simply did not believe Lin Mu could clear the Sixth Floor.
One had to know, that was the Sixth Floor!
Throughout the years, only a handful of people had managed to clear it.
In his eyes, not a single person in the entire Training Camp had any chance of doing so.
"But I think a wager like this alone isn't exciting enough! How about this—if Lin Mu can clear the Trial Tower, you increase your stake tenfold?" Guan Ziyu asked.
Zhou Chao shot