"I believe we have made a decision." The middle elder said after a minute or so of discussing.
"Wait," Sol replied, stepping down. "A bet. How about we propose a bet for that technique?"
The elder looked him up and down, "This cultivation technique is nothing to play around for."
"A duel, I will fight whomever you wish and if I beat them, I get the technique." Sol wasn't really trying to do this.
He knew that the elders weren't such fools that they would freely let him get a chance at such a valuable item.
He just wanted to stall for time.
"Trust me, there is no one here that can match my abilities. It will be a duel under the Three Great--" Sol was cut off.
"Silence, boy." The elder said with furrowed brows of seriousness.
"We follow no such lower gods here. Those of the Yinxiao Sect follow none other than Buddha the immortal."
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