Hearing Jiang Xiaorou say that, Yi Yun was slightly relieved. The way the Ancient Ruins of the Heavenly Demons cultivated their princes was extremely brutal, but Jiang Xiaorou was different. She was the daughter of an Demon Emperor, and from what she had said, the Blood King was no ordinary Demon Emperor.
It was not easy for powerful Demon Race bloodlines to produce descendants. The other princes of the Ancient Ruins of the Heavenly Demons might be the grandsons or great-grandsons of Demon Emperors, but Jiang Xiaorou was a Demon Emperor's daughter.
That made all the difference!
The other imperial clan disciples had to fight among themselves for resources, while Jiang Xiaorou had resources specially provided by the Blood King. That was why she had become qualified to compete for the position of Ruins Emperor Crown Prince after only a few hundred years.
"Sister Xiaorou, do you really want to compete?" Yi Yun asked.
"Yes." Jiang Xiaorou nodded. How could anyone practicing martial arts not fight for what they wanted? Because she had been weak, her father had been thrown into a secret-realm battlefield. Because she had been weak, her mother had been unable to protect herself in the lower realm. Back then, the Jiang Family had nearly been wiped out by the Shentu Family, leaving her to drift through Yunhuang, relying on Yi Yun for survival and nearly starving to death.
And because she had been weak, the Black Armored Demon God had planted a mark in her while she was in the Tianyuan Realm. He had wanted to seize her body, forcing Yi Yun and the Desolate Race to fight the Black Armored Demon God ahead of schedule in a life-or-death battle! Even after the Black Armored Demon God was slain by Yi Yun, Jiang Xiaorou had still