The Alliance Master Position

"Alliance Master?" Fan Lang raised an eyebrow, a teasing look appearing on his face.

"Yes, Alliance Master. The two continents are at daggers drawn now, and the conflict between them has spread here. The people of the Holy Light Continent are eyeing us like tigers. Those Holy Sons are all single-minded and united; once they join forces, they are not to be underestimated. To avoid being disadvantaged, we people of the Soaring Dragon Continent can only unite and seek warmth together. Everyone has been discussing the alliance these past few days, and they want to elect an Alliance Master to take the lead. As the saying goes, a man cannot walk without a head, nor can a bird fly without one," said Instructor Kong.

"Has a candidate for Alliance Master been decided?"

"Not yet. Three people are competing for it. Those who came here are all Mystic Saints—who among them lacks the desire to outdo others?"

"Who is contending for the Alliance Master position?"

"Ling Haoran, Vice Sect Leader of Spirit Mountain; Tong Tiehu, Great General of the Myriad Borders Dynasty; and Fang Jiuhen, an elder of the Mystic Truth Sect. All three are outstanding among Mystic Saints and hold high positions within their respective factions. They all want to be Alliance Master."

"Ling Haoran, Tong Tiehu, Fang Jiuhen..."

Fan Lang repeated the three names. They were all renowned figures, especially Ling Haoran. The two had dealt with each other before and had even fought a great battle.

Reading his expression, Instructor Kong quietly asked, "Instructor Fan, are you interested in the Alliance Master position?"

"I am somewhat interested. The situation is tense, and a great war is imminent. The most important thing is to unite the strength of every side. The people who came here are all leaders of