Tianshu Holy Land, Yunxi Palace.
Every Saint Son and Saint Daughter had a palace of their own. Princess Yunxi's fief was just like her personal style—quiet and beautiful.
But that was merely the image on the surface. Su Xiaobai had also noticed that, aside from the ten Cross-Ancient Grade guards, Princess Yunxi's forces were actually teeming with experts.
The gatekeeper was an Ancient Ten Thousand Epoch Venerable, while the retainers, guards, and attendants within the estate were all Ancient Overlord-level existences.
Yigong Overlord was one of her guards.
Within the Super Holy Land, the Saint Sons and Saint Daughters no longer needed to handle every matter personally. Most affairs only needed to be handed over to their attendants, while their primary responsibility was making decisions.
Princess Yunxi held a Tea Cup, her bearing graceful and noble.
"The Battle of the New Stars is of immense significance to Saint Daughters. My greatest purpose in selecting you was not for you to kill enemies, but to survive."
"The final victor will not be determined by the number of enemies killed, but by the number of people who survive. In other words, even if none of you kill a single person, I will never blame you—but you must return alive to see me."
"This great war will determine which of the fourteen Saint Sons and Saint Daughters can advance from the Famous Host level to the King Marquis level."
"In other words, you are my bargaining chips. You will lay down your lives for me, and when one person attains the Dao, even his chickens and dogs will ascend to Heaven. You will all benefit without end."
She slowly rose and paced among the ten people, her lithe figure seeming to flutter and drift continuously.
The woman's gentle voice echoed beside their ears.