Wan Xing Eternal chuckled. "This kid seems to have taken my words to heart."
"He should push himself to the limit first, then worry about what comes after."
"But... his speed still exceeds my expectations somewhat..."
At that moment, Wu Chang Eternal, standing nearby, chuckled. "Wan Xing, how long do you think this little fellow will need to comprehend your Xingqiong Truth?"
Hearing the question, Wan Xing pondered for a moment. "Among the eight disciples I've accepted, the fastest took nearly a thousand years."
"Judging by Han Xing's talent so far, he's no worse than that disciple. He'll probably need close to a thousand years as well."
However, Wu Chang Eternal chuckled. "How about we make a bet?"
"A bet?"
"That's right!"
Wu Chang Eternal said firmly, "I bet that he'll definitely comprehend your Xingqiong Truth within a hundred years."
"If I lose, I'll give you the Wu Chang Secret Fan I refined not long ago. What do you say?"
Wan Xing was moved.
Clearly, Wan Xing was tempted by the wager he had proposed!
"What if I lose?"
"If you lose..." Wu Chang Eternal's expression suddenly turned sly. "I want that jar of Nine Revolution Star River Brew you've been hoarding."
The corner of Wan Xing Eternal's mouth twitched. "You really know how to pick them. I've kept that jar for one hundred and twenty thousand years."
Wu Chang Eternal continued with a smile, "That's right. I've had my eye on that jar of yours since ten thousand years ago!"
"Well? Do you dare to bet?"
"My Wu Chang Secret Fan is worth tens of thousands of times more than that jar of wine of yours."
Wan Xing Eternal pondered for a moment before saying firmly, "Fine. I accept your wager."
Hearing this, a scheming smile once again appeared