I Want to Challenge Number Three

He was a middle-aged man.

He wore a dark-gold robe. Though no dragon horns grew from his head, he radiated an even greater sense of oppression.

He stood there without deliberately releasing his aura, yet quite a few cultivators on the stone platform had already lowered their heads.

Chen Changqing felt that power as well.

A Heavenly Lord.

And not one who had only recently entered the Heavenly Lord realm.

Long Jing and Long Lan immediately bowed.

"Greetings, Patriarch."

The True Dragon Clan members around them all saluted in unison.

"Greetings, Patriarch!"

The foreign cultivators also clasped their hands in greeting.

Some were nervous, some excited, while others secretly scrutinized the high platform.

Chen Changqing followed suit and clasped his hands.

As long as the formalities were observed, that was enough.

There was no need to play dumb on someone else's turf.

The True Dragon Patriarch stood at the center of the high platform, his voice carrying across the stone platform.

"Welcome, everyone who has come from afar, on behalf of the True Dragon Clan."

"I am Long Gan, Patriarch of the True Dragon Clan."

"This time, the ancestral land has opened for the purpose of choosing a husband for my daughter."

As soon as those words fell, the breathing of many people below changed.

Long Gan continued.

"The rules are simple."

"Pass three trials."

"Those who pass may enter the final selection."

"If my daughter approves of you, you shall become the son-in-law of the True Dragon Clan."

Someone could not help speaking up.

"Patriarch Long, what if we pass the three trials, but the princess doesn't take a liking to us?"

As soon as he said that, many people looked toward him.

It was a very real question.

Long Gan did not become angry.

"Those who pass the