The condition Venerable Yellow Spring proposed was undeniably tempting. After all, Yellow Spring Pavilion was one of the Four Pavilions of the Central Plains. Being allowed to pick anything one wanted would tempt anyone. Whether they could actually obtain it, however, was another matter entirely.
Of course, everyone present understood perfectly well that if Venerable Wind truly agreed, the people from Yellow Spring Pavilion would likely focus all their efforts on targeting Starfall Pavilion. On top of that, the people from Wind Lightning Pavilion would serve as their final safeguard. After all, whether there was a wager or not, Wind Lightning Pavilion would always fight for first place.
Venerable Yellow Spring was filled with anticipation. He desperately hoped that Venerable Wind would be forced by pride into making this bet with him. He simply could not think of any reason he might lose.
If Venerable Wind lost, he would not have to give up anything on the surface. However, Venerable Yellow Spring would certainly spread the matter far and wide, making a huge spectacle of it. At the very least, he would disgust Venerable Wind.
Back then, he had challenged Venerable Wind to a battle and been easily defeated. That humiliation had remained like a thorn in his heart, and he had always sought an opportunity for revenge.
At this moment, Venerable Sword and Venerable Lei merely exchanged looks without speaking. The atmosphere was not quite right.
Anyone with eyes could see that Venerable Wind had been backed into a corner by Venerable Yellow Spring. He could no longer refuse this bet even if he wanted to.
Sure enough, after pondering for a moment, Venerable Wind's eyes flashed with a sharp light. "Then I'll wager with you. If Starfall Pavilion loses, you may choose anything you want as well!"
A