At these words, delight immediately appeared in the eyes of the cultivators.
An opportunity bestowed upon a Gold Ranking prodigy could hardly be of low quality or value.
Yet affected by those words, the remaining eleven cultivators inevitably experienced subtle ripples in their state of mind.
Under ordinary circumstances, such slight emotional fluctuations would naturally have been nothing worth mentioning.
But they were currently at the crucial stage of controlling their wind clusters. Even the tiniest disturbance would be magnified without limit, directly impacting the state of the wind clusters.
Yang Lingrui had spoken those words at such a moment with the obvious intention of disrupting them. He wanted to watch them flounder in panic and amuse himself with it.
Sure enough, the moment his words fell, another Wind Dao cultivator showed signs of instability.
Given this man's strength, while he might not necessarily have entered the top three and obtained an additional reward, he had stood a strong chance of claiming one of the ten spots to activate the stone stele.
Yet Yang Lingrui's single remark stirred his thoughts and gave rise to distracting notions, instantly causing his originally stable wind cluster to run wild.
"Not good!"
His face turned pale with alarm, and he immediately tried to cast another technique to maintain it.
But in his haste, he made several mistakes in executing the art, and the wind cluster in his palm burst apart with a bang.
"No... no! Lord Fate Officer, I was merely too anxious just now. I can still hold on! Please give me another—"
"Say no more."
Before he could finish, Yang Lingrui stopped him with a wave of his hand. "I have always valued fairness in my dealings. Everyone gets only one chance. Since you have already failed, it proves that your cultivation