"Do you know what kind of status the Master of Lingyun Sacred Land holds? In Daqian, that's the only person who can stand on equal footing with the Great Emperor." Zhao Xiqing glanced at her with dissatisfaction, "Such a person, even in the Cold Moon Immortal Dynasty, can walk sideways."
"I know, the Lingxu Realm is indeed very powerful." Wang Lici said seriously, picking up the roasted dragon meat and happily munching on it again, "Otherwise, I really wouldn't have the confidence to suppress Uncle Wang the Great Demon King."
"…"
In Zhao Xiqing's view, the Master of Lingyun Sacred Land not only had to be at the pinnacle of cultivation but also bear the great responsibility of assisting the Great Emperor in protecting Daqian.
If this lazy girl were to become the Master of the Sacred Land, our Daqian might just end up losing its nation.
