"Princess! Princess! Something huge has happened!"
Xia Qing's maid rushed into Xia Qing's room, her face filled with utter disbelief.
After the Winter Solstice Festival, Xia Qing had remained in seclusion cultivating. She had told her maid not to disturb her unless it was something important.
Clearly, the maid had come rushing over today because something important had happened.
"What is it? Did fighting break out on God Island again?"
Xia Qing slowly opened her eyes, her starry gaze as deep as the night sky.
"No! It's not about God Island! It's about the Back Mountain!"
The maid was so agitated that her voice cracked.
"Oh? Did the top ten rankings change? Did Little Jing make it up there?"
Xia Qing's red lips curled slightly. She had already guessed roughly what had happened.
"Miss Meng is challenging for ninth place and is fighting Ma Wei of the Vast Mist Sect! But that isn't the important part! The important part is Jiang Ping An!"
Shock covered the maid's face.
Xia Qing shook her head helplessly. "Calm down before you speak. Look at how flustered you are. What kind of behavior is that?"
"What happened to Jiang Ping An? Did he reach twentieth place, just as I expected? For you to be this excited, did he perform even better?"
The maid took a deep breath and struggled to settle herself before saying, "Jiang Ping An defeated the eleventh-ranked challenger!!"
"What!!"
Xia Qing's eyes widened, her face full of astonishment. "Did you say that wrong? Not twenty-first place?"
"Not twenty-first, eleventh! One more level up, and it's the Tenth Floor!" The maid's voice trembled.
She herself was deeply shocked by the news, which was why she had hurried over to report it to the Princess.
"How is that possible? Even if he fully