Logan Reaves was pulling back Justin Miller's arm.

"Justin, you're crazy! No matter how amazing a White Phoenix Fruit is, it depends on who you're up against. You can't face Gale Hughes!"

Justin frowned as a glint of unhappiness flashed in his eyes. "If it was a matter of actual skill, I'd rethink things, but an attribute gamble is a battle over our mastery of attributes. How would you know I'm any weaker than him? Gale might be from the Azure Clan of the Golden Continent, but he's not a chosen disciple. He's just an inner disciple."

Hearing that, Logan's face stiffened in exasperation as he let go of his hold on Justin. "So what if he's an inner disciple? Don't forget that the Azure Clan is a holy-grade clan. That means they're even stronger than ninth-grade clans! Our clan, the Green Cliff Clan, is only an eighth-grade clan-we can't compare to them at all! Their inner disciples are completely different from ours!"

Logan was very sincere with his advice, and his words were very reasonable.

Justin finally listened, but he refused to let the White Phoenix Fruit go. He pursed his lips and said, "But... I really need a White Phoenix Fruit. If I win, the fruit will be mine."

Logan scoffed, "What if you lose?"

He waved four fingers in front of Justin. "It's four million spirit crystals; that's not a small number! You probably only have five million in your storage space, so if you lose, you'll be throwing away most of your fortune. That's the fruit of your many years of labor! Are you willing to do that?"

These words were akin to a bucket of cold water on Justin. He had a bitter look on his face as he sighed. "You're right...the price of losing is too hefty. I can't bear it."

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not help but lament that the gambles were involving larger and larger numbers. The minimum bet for the attribute gamble was three million spirit crystals while the highest was four million. He had looked around earlier, and almost 90 percent of the warriors there were putting four million at stake.

That meant that the bet-takers would need to fork out four million as well, which was no small amount. Most of the people present needed to consider if they could really win before taking up that sum.

Rudy looked at Fane and whispered,

"No wonder you said you wanted to make some spirit crystals here. You can bet four million in one go, and you can participate in three attribute gambles in one day. If you win all three of them, you'd be able to make twelve million, even forgetting about those valuable treasures."

Meanwhile...

Justin sighed. "Are we supposed to just watch as the chance slips away? I feel like I'm stuck here. There's a good chance I'll be able to break through it if I have the White Phoenix Fruit."

Logan said in exasperation, "I know the White Phoenix Fruit contains the power of fire and wind which can let you go even higher, but your chances of winning aren't great. As a matter of fact, you stand a big chance of losing. If you lose, you'd lose more than half your fortune!"

Justin nodded miserably, having accepted his fate rationally. "You're right, but I'm just reluctant. A White Phoenix Fruit is worth eight million. If I want to buy one, I'll still need to save up for a long time, and it will be my whole fortune after I buy it."

Logan sighed, understanding why Justin was so impulsive earlier. If it had been himself, he would not have been able to remain calm either. After all, the allure was too great.