"Good!"
"I'll go with you!"
Martial Dao cultivation—there was nothing shameful about switching to a stronger place with more abundant resources.
Li Yun did not hesitate for long before agreeing.
"Only, can you really secure me a position as a Holy Son of White Emperor City? I heard that every generation of White Emperor City has three Holy Sons, and the competition is extremely fierce."
"Of course I can't directly appoint you as a Holy Son. I can only give you a candidacy. Whether you can become a Holy Son will depend on whether you have the ability."
"Still, in my view, you should not have much of a problem."
Cloud Cliff Saintess then briefly explained White Emperor City's current situation.
"At present, two of White Emperor City's current Holy Sons have already been decided. Eight candidates are competing for the remaining position, and with you, there will be nine."
"Among the nine candidates, you are the youngest, but your strength should be enough to rank among the top three. In a direct contest, you need not fear anyone."
"What you need to guard against are plots and underhanded attacks."
Li Yun was immediately somewhat surprised.
He could understand plots and ambushes. After all, nine people were competing for a single position as Holy Son, and that position was so alluring.
Once one succeeded, it would be a marvelous thing, a single step to the heavens.
Great benefits bred great risks.
It was only natural that some people would resort to schemes to eliminate their opponents.
What surprised him was that, with his current strength, he could only rank among the top three out of the nine Holy Son candidates.
One could well imagine how strong those candidates were.
Perhaps someone had already become a Heavenly Human Supreme.
As though