Ambition of the Prime Minister

[ Ning Rongrong: There are even administrator positions? Brother Wu Xing, I want one too! Could you make Rongrong an administrator? ]

[ Ning Shui Fei Luan: I took a look at the Chat Group rules. They do mention administrators, and the group can have ten of them in total. ]

[ Dugu Yan: Aaaaah, Brother Wu Xing, I was the first to post! Why wasn't I chosen? ]

[ Xiao Wu: Boohoo, Brother Wu Xing, what's wrong with me? Why are you picking on this little bunny? ]

[ Xue Qinghe: May I ask our esteemed Group Leader what standards he used to choose the best member, seeing as you were also the judge? ]

[ Zhu Zhuqing: Same question +1. ]

[ Bibi Dong: Same question +2. ]

[ Ah Rou: Same question +3. ]

[ Hu Liena: Same question +4. ]

As soon as the administrator announcement went out, no one could sit still. The Chat Group was instantly flooded with coquettish pleas, cute antics, and challenges.

A twenty percent discount in the Group Mall and a twenty percent bonus to points were undoubtedly a huge temptation for them.

They could earn at least two hundred extra points a day. It might not seem like much, but that was two thousand in ten days. Given enough time, it would add up to a considerable sum.

But that wasn't the point. What mattered most was earning Wu Xing's approval. That alone outweighed everything else.

So in their hearts, there was a world of difference between being an administrator and an ordinary member. The two weren't even remotely comparable.

It was proof that the Group Leader relied on them, that he had personally acknowledged them. It meant holding a unique and special place in front of everyone.

That special treatment from the esteemed Group Leader mattered more to them than any treasure or fortune.

Besides, every woman—especially a beautiful one—was confident in her looks and figure, regardless of her age, status, or rank.

They were no exception. None of them wanted to be outdone by the others. After all, a beauty's competitive spirit was every bit as strong as a Soul Master's drive to win a tournament. That was why they all voiced their doubts.

Bo Saixi, however, was shrewd enough to stay silent and out of sight, keeping her head down and minding her own business.

This sort of beauty pageant, with all its chaos and bickering, was no place for her.

If she dared say even one word, she would surely set off an uproar in the Chat Group and come under attack from every member.

Having been through that stage herself, she naturally understood how fiercely women could pursue beauty.

Strength could be ranked, but there was no definitive standard for a person's figure or looks.

[Wu Xing: Ahem, everyone, don't get so worked up. Hear me out first.]

Wu Xing hadn't expected the administrator position to provoke such a strong reaction. He'd never imagined these women would care so much about their looks and figures, each one bursting with competitive spirit.

I've stirred up a hornet's nest of beauties comparing their looks and figures!

[Wu Xing: I chose the best member based on a combination of factors, of course.]

[Xue Qinghe: Group Leader, that's far too vague. When it comes to Bear Paradise, Zhu Zhuqing is the best. When it comes to allure, the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox is without a doubt. When it comes to gentleness, it's Sister Ah Rou. Even that old woman Bibi Dong has a bearing no less impressive than the High Priestess's.]

[Bibi Dong: Xue Qinghe, if you want to praise me, then praise me! Why drag "old woman" into it?]

As the first to question the decision, Qian Renxue had a sharp mind. She never once brought herself up, instead naming every other woman in the group.

When it came to figure, appearance, and overall qualities, she was extremely confident, yet the Group Leader had gone and chosen the Sea God Island High Priest as the best.

How could someone as proud as her accept that?

Unfortunately, she didn't know Wu Xing's personal preference.

Her overall score really was no worse than anyone else's in the group. The only thing working against her was her age.

Wu Xing liked older women. Of course, he didn't mean old and ugly ones. Among beautiful women, he naturally leaned toward the more mature sort.

Just as some people preferred cute, soft, younger girls, and others liked partners close to their own age, he belonged to the latter group. He liked mature, older-sister types.

[Ning Rongrong: Exactly! Brother Wu Xing, this is unfair. It's obvious there was foul play!]

[Dugu Yan: Right, right! It was definitely rigged. Group Leader must have manipulated the results behind the scenes.]

[Ning Shui Fei Luan: I'm not convinced either. Why shouldn't I be chosen as the best? I'm every bit as good as the High Priestess.]

[Nine-Tailed Sky Fox: Group Leader, I hadn't wanted to argue with you, but you're being far too biased. I'm not convinced either.]

[Zhu Zhuqing: +1.]

[Xiao Wu: +2.]

[Ah Yin: I think I understand.]

[Bibi Dong: What do you understand?]

[Xiao Wu: Sister Ah Yin, what did you figure out?]

[All the women: What do you mean?]

The moment Ah Yin spoke, everyone's attention turned to her, and they all hurried to ask.

[Ah Yin: Do you remember what the Group Leader said about the secret chamber earlier? Didn't he specifically mention the Pope and the High Priestess?]

[Ning Rongrong: You mean, "Jian'an Character still lives today; Wei Wu Legacy endures forever"?]

[Ah Yin: Exactly. Now put that together with how the Group Leader specifically criticized Xiao Wu, the little bunny. You should be able to figure it out, right?]

[Xiao Wu: ...]

Xiao Wu instantly wilted, looking utterly aggrieved. Why was she always the one who got hurt?

[Dugu Yan: Ah, I get it! Brother Wu Xing likes older women. But that doesn't add up—Ah Rou and Xiao Wu are both over a hundred thousand years old.]

[Xue Qinghe: ...]

[Ning Shui Fei Luan: ...]

[All the women: ...]

For a moment, Dugu Yan's words left everyone speechless.

[Ah Yin: Dugu Yan, you have to remember that the Group Leader is human. Naturally, he means human age. I doubt Ah Rou had been transformed for longer than the High Priestess.]

[Ah Rou: That's right. After I transformed, I was fifty-three in human years.]

[Xue Qinghe: All right, Qinghe understands. I admit defeat.]

Qian Renxue was completely speechless. So she'd lost because of her age? That was absurd!

It was like misery had opened its door and welcomed her in. Things couldn't possibly get any worse.

And what kind of bizarre taste did the Group Leader have, anyway? He liked old women? Hmph, shameless!

Wait.

Suddenly, Qian Renxue realized something, and a chill ran down her spine.

Wasn't Bibi Dong an older woman too? Could the Group Leader be hoping to become her stepfather?

No! I don't want that!

While Qian Renxue was horrified, Bibi Dong's mind was already working. Ambition of the Prime Minister? That was great! She fit the criteria perfectly. Did this mean she had a better chance of winning the Group Leader's favor?

She hadn't won the administrator position, but she'd figured out the Group Leader's preferences. This hadn't been a loss at all—it was a huge gain!

Wu Xing hadn't expected Ah Yin, an outsider to the matter, to figure him out. Sure enough, he couldn't underestimate any woman. With enough of them gathered together, they naturally developed palace intrigue tendencies. Every one of them was a master detective.

[Wu Xing: I'm nothing special, but I'm eighteen this year. As for the little bunny, I won't say a word. I'll send you a picture in a moment.]

[Ning Shui Fei Luan: See? I told you.]

[Nine-Tailed Sky Fox: Huh? You're eighteen? That makes you a year younger than me. I'm nineteen, so I should call you little brother Wu Xing. Hehe, your big sister will look after you.]

[Ning Rongrong: Ning Shui Fei Luan, who are you? How do you know so much?]

[Zhu Zhuqing: I'm curious too. How do you know men so well?]

[Dugu Yan: Exactly. Ning Shui Fei Luan, Nine-Tailed Sky Fox, Xue Qinghe, stop hiding behind your nicknames and acting mysterious! Brother Wu Xing, hurry up and expose all their identities. I want to see their real faces!]