Jiang Feng's intention to wager against the other six inner disciples set the crowd abuzz.
Even the host spoke up to dissuade him.
Yet Jiang Feng seemed to have no intention of abandoning the idea.
Shi Baru and the others exchanged glances.
Jing Xingyuan spoke. "What is he trying to do?"
After pondering for a moment, Shi Baru said, "It seems he intends to start building up his own power."
"If he can bring those six under his command, then his standing in the Golden Summit Hall will become... terrifying."
That was precisely Jiang Feng's plan.
Behind every alchemist stood enormous factions attached to them. The reason was simple: the pills in an alchemist's hands were coveted by everyone.
Thus, many factions carefully and respectfully supported alchemists.
And those who could sit with Jiang Feng, participate in the discussion of the Dao of alchemy, and seek to use this opportunity to be exceptionally promoted to core disciples clearly possessed considerable attainments in alchemy.
Moreover, Jiang Feng had gained a rough understanding of that through the previous round of discussion.
Therefore, the forces behind them were clearly far beyond those backing ordinary alchemists.
If Jiang Feng could make them submit, he would soar to the heavens in a single step.
It had to be said that Jiang Feng's idea was wildly ambitious!
However, in everyone's eyes, this gamble seemed far too great.
After all, if Jiang Feng failed, he would essentially lose the chance to compete for a core disciple position.
"This kid really does have quite the ambition!" Several core disciples murmured among themselves.
"If he truly brings those six under his command, his status and influence in the Golden Summit will likely surpass that of any one of us."
Cold Sword White Bamboo had not expected Jiang Feng to