Both sides soon finalized and signed the wager, and many of the humans and dragons present imprinted their auras upon it.
Once both sides had put away the wager, Ao Huang stared at Lei Zhongmo and said, "Once we leave here, the Four Seas Dragon Palaces and the Sacred Academy will recognize this wager. If you lose and try to go back on your word, our Eastern Sea Dragon Palace and the Sacred Academy will join forces and go to the Lei Family to seize the stakes!"
Lei Zhongmo smiled cheerfully and said, "If Fang Yun loses and tries to deny it, I hope your Eastern Sea Dragon Palace will also help our Lei Family reclaim our fief in the Bloodmang Realm!"
"Fang Yun isn't like you!" Ao Huang said.
"Indeed. Fang Yun is a Void Sage and the Lord of Bloodmang. That is precisely why we want to wager with him! Then let the outcome be decided in the Dragon Gate River!" Lei Zhongmo said no more. He took a meditation cushion from his River-Drinking Shell, sat down on the spot, and brought out a volume of collected annotations on Half-Sage Yang Xiong's classics. He read it closely, word by word and sentence by sentence, utterly indifferent to the members of the various races around him.
Lei Zhongmo's dark face was unremarkable, but his eyes showed people what it meant to focus.
Fang Yun asked, "Ao Huang, when will the Dragon Gate open?"
Ao Huang shook his head and said, "A supreme treasure like this has no fixed opening time. We can only estimate it roughly. Just as a year or two seems like a long time to us, to a supreme treasure, a year or two is no more than the blink of an eye."
"Mm. Then I'll