Among the crowd, Wang Luoqiu was the only one who had never once considered the position of Lingyun Holy Lord.
It could not be helped. The internal competition within the Wang Clan was simply too savage, with freaks and monsters emerging one after another.
Ever since Wang Luoqiu had joined the academy, she had taken part in many exchange activities between the various peaks and lineages, as well as exchanges between Longzuo Academy and other academies. Her performances had always been outstanding, and she occasionally even brought home first place.
A considerable part of her reputation within the academy and the sacred land had been fought for step by step in precisely this way.
As she fought and fought, she became the senior sister of her generation in the Glazed Bright King Hall lineage.
Outsiders only saw how imposing and dazzling she was. Even the newly admitted core disciples of Glazed Bright King Hall often looked at her with eyes full of reverence and admiration. Yet only she herself knew that these achievements amounted to nothing within the Wang Clan.
With those several freaks around, no matter how confident she was that she would eventually become an empress in her own right, she still felt it would be wiser to seek another path.
Especially since behind this War of the Holy Sons, her family's Fourth Brother was stirring the waters from the shadows.
What kind of person was Fourth Brother?
He was the ancestor of freaks. Hehe~ Among everyone in the family, Fourth Brother would absolutely rank among the top three in terms of freakishness.
Compared to that, what did a perfectly ordinary future empress like her amount to?
While Wang Luoqiu was sighing with endless emotion on this side, the smug expression on the face of the current Holy