The oath and details were hammered out by both groups before things were properly settled. The Alchemist Association's elders were quietly keeping their smiles concealed, while the Myriad Monarch Sect's elders had uncertain yet confident expressions. To both sides, their young elites were of the top-shelf, highest quality with no equal when contesting against those of the same generation. These emotions fueled their respective outlooks on this wager.
As for the Elemental Heaven Pavilion, they were temporarily relegated to being spectators and witnesses of this bet. They didn't have the financial qualifications to throw their hats in nor the certainty of their victory if given six months of preparations. Furthermore, they felt that the Alchemist Association's chances of victory with this ample time to prep were absolute. They would win.