"The Holy Son looks at me!! The Holy Son looks at me!!"

Next to Feng Ruge, a female disciple of the Immortal Sect was trembling all over and her face was rosy. In just a moment, she reached the pinnacle of her life.

"Ah! I can't do it anymore!"

The entire bluestone square was also filled with joy due to Ling Xiao's arrival.

In front of the main hall, Helianshan and others stood upright and bowed down.

"Meet the Holy Son."

"Well! Let's begin."

Ling Xiao smiled calmly, with no hint of arrogance on his face.

Then, under the dumbfounded gazes of all the powerful men of the Immortal Sect, he actually raised his feet and walked towards the battle platform where the competition tokens were drawn.

"Huh?! Holy Son...you..."

Helianshan's eyes narrowed slightly, with a surprised expression.

My Holy Son, what are you causing trouble here?

In your capacity, the Holy State belongs to your family. It is just a Tianchi created by nature. Do you deserve to fight for it yourself?

I will directly award you the first place in the competition. Isn’t it simple and happy?
Chapter completed!