Starting as a clan leader: My rules are a bit wild.

"The first saint girl just... lost like that?"

"It's not losing, it's admitting defeat."

"What's the difference?"

"That's a saint, but she's like this..."

The spectators were whispering to each other, and their curiosity was rising.

"ignorance!"

However, some insiders sneered, "What do you know? The current Saintess of the Wanhua Holy Land is different. She participated in the competition just for fun. The Wanhua Holy Land has never thought of relying on her to get any ranking!"

"My dear brother, please speak politely. Isn't it a bit too much to be so aggressive?"

"Ah."

The other party sneered.

Someone recognized the man and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense. He is the Demon Lord Yan Yang, a demon who claims to love the sun but kills people without blinking an eye. However, he is very powerful and knows many secrets. Ordinary forces can't do anything to him!"

The Demon Lord Yan Yang was surprised: "Huh? There is someone with sharp eyes who can recognize my identity."

"Yes, I am the Demon Lord Yan Yang."

"Then... may I ask the Demon Lord?" Someone was stubborn, or was sure that even the Demon Lord Yan Yang would not dare to mess around in this Three Saints City, so he asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Why?"

The Demon Lord Yan Yang saw that all the cultivators around him were looking at him, their eyes full of foolish desire for knowledge, and he was immediately particularly satisfied: "Well, since you are asking sincerely, I will tell you."

"The contemporary Saint of Wanhua has a very extraordinary identity. She is the only pure-blooded true dragon in the Xianwu Continent!"

"What, a pure-blooded real dragon?"

"This is impossible!"

"The entire pure-blooded True Dragon clan has already ascended to the Immortal Realm. There are at least tens of millions of them. How could there still be pure-blooded True Dragons on the Xianwu Continent?"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, thinking this was impossible.

"How ridiculous!" The Sun Demon Lord sneered, "What do you know? You are nothing but frogs in a well."

"What you know is only what those in power want you to know."

"No different from a frog in a well."

"As a true dragon, Saint Wanhua is only in her infancy, and is even a little short of entering her growth stage. She is not in her prime period at all, so why should she care about her ranking?"

"I just came here to cheer myself up and have fun!"

"this···"

"That's understandable, but why did she come to participate? Even if what the Demon Lord said is true, and she is indeed a young True Dragon, it would be too humiliating to admit defeat just like that."

"Yes, where is the face of the Holy Land?"

"It's unreasonable. It's better not to participate."

"Not participating doesn't mean you lose. You can use other excuses to get away with it."

"That's true."

Everyone expressed confusion.

"Foolish." The Sun Demon Lord laughed strangely, like a skull creaking. "Whether she admits defeat or not, and what her ranking is, will it really have a big impact on the Holy Land?"

"Let alone now, even if she was defeated in the first round, what would happen? Who dares to say anything about the Ten Thousand Flowers Holy Land? Who dares to look down on the Ten Thousand Flowers Holy Land because of this?"

"Is it you? Is it you? Or you?"

"The other holy places don't dare to do that, but you guys are crying out here. It's really ridiculous."

"It's just a ranking. It may be important to the geniuses, but to the Holy Land, it's just a ranking on the genius list."

"in other words···"

"What ranking, what so-called face? Those who are powerful don't care at all."

"At least for the Wanhua Holy Land, the feelings of this saint are far more important than any bullshit ranking or so-called face."

"you···"

"Don't you understand yet?"

boom!

A heated debate suddenly broke out among the crowd.

Some people think that Lord Yan Yang is taking things for granted, while others think that what he says makes sense.

But Xiaolongnu didn't care about these at all.

It’s not that I don’t want to win, but I really can’t win.

"You, Lin Fan's disciples, are all more perverted than the other."

"If you insist on fighting, you'll really become a roasted dragon."

She spread her hands, her heroic face full of helplessness: "I feel like you are even less human than I am."

"That's not the case." Wang Teng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"But then again, if your Wanhua Holy Land doesn't get a good ranking, does it really matter?"

"There will be some impact, right?" Xiao Long Nu estimated, "For example, when the elders or Master meet with other holy land leaders in the future, they might be muttered to in a sarcastic tone?"

"But that's all, right?"

"Besides that, I can't think of any other impact. Besides, I only represent myself. Our Holy Land is not completely wiped out. My sisters are actually very strong."

"I think it shouldn't be a problem to get a top 20."

"I am a useless saint, but for a disciple to be in the top 20... that's enough."

“I don’t think it’s going to happen.” Long Aojiao said faintly, “Eleven saint sons and saint daughters, let’s just say they occupy eleven of the top twenty-four, and they are probably the relatively top eleven.”

"The rest are the people around you."

"Are you sure that your senior sisters and junior sisters can definitely get a place in the top 20?"

"Forehead···!"

Xiao Long Nu suddenly slapped her forehead and said, "Oh, how could I have forgotten this?"

"It seems that we can only compete for the top 30!"

"···"

Xiao Ling'er and others looked at each other.

Speaking...

Do they think so highly of their profession?

It seems like it’s inevitable that I’ll be in the top 20.

"It's my turn."

Yaya suddenly spoke.

Only then did everyone realize that she was about to go on stage.

The opponent is...

"what?!"

Everyone focused: "He is in the intelligence!"

"The Black and White Academy, the Holy Son Jiang Liuer!" Shi Hao's eyes lit up.

"It's not even the battle of the top 24 yet, but they're actually facing each other in advance?!" Huoyun'er frowned.

"Senior Sister, be careful!" Qin Yu took a breath.

Xu Fenglai smacked his lips and said, "So far, this is the strongest opponent that our Lanyue Sect has ever encountered!"

"?" Long Aojiao raised her eyebrows: "What do you mean by that?"

"I'm not a human?! Am I a human or not?!"

Xu Fenglai: "..., didn't you guys not fight? Don't worry about those details."

"Ah."

"People who practice cultivation need to be rigorous!" She curled her lips: "Besides, how can a mere Jiang Liuer compete with me?"

"The strongest one has always been me."

Her words and actions seemed nonchalant and indifferent, but if you looked closely, you would find that she had quietly sat up straight and was concentrating.

"The Holy Son?"