"Do you know what kind of status the Sacred Master of Lingyun Holy Ground holds? In Da Qian, they're the only one who can sit on an equal footing with the Great Emperor," Zhao Xiqing said, shooting her an annoyed look. "Such a person, even in the Frost Moon Immortal Dynasty, can walk sideways with impunity."
"I know, I know, the Transcendent Void Realm is really strong," Wang Licui said earnestly, picking up the roasted dragon meat and biting into it voraciously once again. "Otherwise, I really wouldn't be confident about suppressing Fourth Uncle, the Great Demon King."
"..."
In Zhao Xiqing's eyes, not only does the master of Lingyun Holy Ground need to have an exceptional cultivation base, but they must also shoulder the significant responsibility of assisting the Great Emperor in protecting Da Qian.
If this lazy girl really became the master of the Sacred Land, our Da Qian might just be ruined.