Ji Mingye was betting on the Supreme Token in Lin Shuguang's possession.
Only at this moment did Ji Mingye's ulterior motive become plain to everyone.
Obtaining the Supreme Token meant getting closer to the Holy Son Position, but given Ji Mingye's standing, several Heavenly Prides of Fire Sword Peak still stood above him.
So although Ji Mingye claimed he was demanding an explanation for Ji Daohe, he was actually acting on someone else's instructions. Those who realized this could not help backing away a little, lest they become embroiled in this scheming.
The Holy Son Position was not something they could covet.
And those who had designs on the Holy Son Position were surely the senior brothers at the high ranks of the Core Realm. They were the true Heavenly Prides of the Baojian Sect, and dealing with newly admitted disciples like them would be child's play.
"I accept!" Ji Mingye said, looking at Lin Shuguang and stressing every word.
Ji Daohe wanted to stop him. After all, everything about Lin Shuguang was strange. He had lost to Lin Shuguang partly because of his carelessness, but also because Lin Shuguang's swordsmanship was truly unfathomable.
Yet Ji Mingye shook off his hand again, his hushed voice unmistakably brimming with excitement. "Wait for my good news."
With that, he jumped down from the Challenge Platform, drew his Azure Steel Sword, and stared fiercely at Lin Shuguang. "Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Lin Shuguang looked at him calmly. "Words alone prove nothing. Put it in writing. If you lose, your life belongs to me."
Ji Mingye snorted. "You certainly are confident. But fine. Since it's a wager, we'll put it in writing, so you can't refuse to pay when you lose."
"Mingye-" The stakes were rather high, after all. Uneasy,