Ye Lin's gaze darkened as he watched Yun Qiyue's retreating back.
If I knew, why would I be asking you?
Ye Lin did not say those words aloud.
"Please enlighten me, Senior Sister."
Ye Lin clasped his fists in salute.
"The Eastern Region Top Hundred may seem like a ranking of one hundred powerful Daluo Golden Immortals, but in truth, every one of them represents an entire chain of interests behind them."
"Each of them comes from a major power, or is the prized disciple of some peerless expert. They do not merely represent themselves—they also represent the honor of the factions behind them."
"If you challenge them rashly, you could easily drag yourself into the mess."
"So don't rush. First learn about your opponents, then wait quietly."
"If the situation shifts quickly enough, your first opponent will soon come to you."
Yun Qiyue slowly turned around and offered Ye Lin a faint smile.
Ye Lin, meanwhile, suddenly felt his teeth ache.
This was so troublesome?
He had thought all it took to get on the list was strength.
"Junior Brother, do you still not understand?"
"The prerequisite for competing for the Eastern Region Top Hundred is having the backing of the Holy Palace."
"This game was, from the very beginning, merely a game between great powers. Ordinary people do not even have the qualifications to participate."
"After all, the truly good things have always belonged to the few. Only by obeying them, by yielding to them, can you earn the right to even lay eyes on those good things."
"Strength reigns supreme. Without strength, obediently do as you are told."
Yun Qiyue smiled mysteriously, then casually beckoned with one hand. A small booklet appeared in her palm.
"This is the Eastern Region Storm Rankings. It records the basic information