"Is there something wrong with your ears... I already told you just now—I don't dare! Why are you coming over to ask again? Don't disturb us brothers while we eat..."
Nie Yun waved his hand.
"..." Lu Tao was on the verge of losing it.
After all that talking, the other party was still saying he "didn't dare"... Could you stop being so shameless? Could you stop sounding so righteous about something so disgraceful...
"What would it take for you to accept the wager?"
Lu Zichao, who had been standing to the side, suddenly spoke.
He had finally seen through it. These two outsiders would not rise early without profit. The Sword Pool alone was not tempting enough to make them gamble.
"Wouldn't it have been better if you'd said that from the start!"
Seeing that they had taken the bait, Nie Yun nodded in satisfaction and turned around. "You want to wager with me? Fine, but... the stakes you just proposed need to be multiplied tenfold! In other words, I want a hundred sets of sword techniques, twenty Perfected Emperor Realm longswords, and... one hundred thousand jin of Sword Rice!"
"One hundred thousand jin of Sword Rice? Keep dreaming!"
Lu Tao nearly exploded on the spot.
Sword Spirit Valley's total annual harvest was only a little over five hundred thousand jin. Asking for one-fifth of it outright... that was absolutely impossible!
Besides, even if he wanted to gamble, he could not produce that much!
Not to mention the hundred sets of sword techniques and twenty Perfected Emperor Realm longswords!
This guy was practically robbing them blind!
"I'll give you time to discuss it. If you agree, I'll wager my qualification to enter the inner valley. If you don't, then please leave!" Nie Yun waved his hand. "Oh, right. The