"If you lose, come serve at my side as an attendant!" Han Muyun threw back his head and laughed, then shot into the sky and vanished.
With Han Muyun gone, every disciple present turned their gaze toward Ye Tian.
Without question, seeing Ye Tian go this far for them filled the youths with gratitude.
After all, Ye Tian had neither the obligation nor the responsibility to teach them. Not only had he patiently guided them before, but his wager with Han Muyun had now placed nearly all the responsibility and consequences upon his own shoulders.
No matter whether the outcome was success or failure, these disciples would benefit from the wager.
Emotionally, Ye Tian had already won the support of every disciple present.
But objectively speaking, these disciples felt that the wager between Ye Tian and Han Muyun was truly rather childish.
Though no one did not wish to pass the assessment three years later, Han Muyun was right—Ye Tian was challenging the Sacred Hall. If he could make every disciple pass, then what was the point of the Sacred Hall setting an entrance assessment in the first place?
Let alone these disciples, there was probably no one in this entire world who dared challenge the Sacred Hall.
In short, everyone's feelings were exceedingly complicated.
"I know what questions you all have in your hearts. There is no need to say anything else. I only want to ask one thing: does anyone want to be eliminated three years from now?" Ye Tian looked at the crowd and asked.
Silence filled the area. The answer was obvious.
"Then that is enough." Ye Tian smiled. "Since our goal is the same, all we need to do is press forward bravely and work hard. If there is a problem, solve it. If you