Gouwei Bacao’s wish quickly fell through. Yun Yantian pondered for a moment and agreed to elder Feng’s suggestion.
The peak of the sacred mountain was above the snow-viewing peak. He did not dare to take the risk.
If he really allowed the devouring grass to spread, wouldn’t he become a sinner of the Yun family of the Sacred Mountain? !
As for the gamble, there was at least a 50% chance of success. It would not be too late to fall out at that time.
Hei Xinjiu did not have any thoughts. This fellow was just watching the show. Anyway, the three members of the Feng clan had already confirmed that Yun Qianli was Feng Piaoxue’s daughter, so she had nothing to do with it.
When elder Feng saw that Yun Yantian had agreed to the bet, an extremely beautiful spirit butterfly appeared in his palm.
The Spirit Butterfly’s wings flickered with a magnificent light. As it flapped its wings, a faint fragrance was emitted.
