“Xiao Xian, with your strength, you can have the status and strength of a holy son in our dragon roar forbidden land. After a period of time, we will prepare a holy son inauguration ceremony for you!”
Wang Xian was checking the treasures in the interspatial ring. In front of him, Long Yinyin’s grandfather, who was also the third elder of the Dragon Roar Forbidden Land, continued with a smile on his face.
“There’s no need. Long Yinhao will be the saint.”
Wang Xian was slightly stunned and shook his head with a smile.
“Hehe, in the dragon roar forbidden ground, whoever has the better talent and strength will be the saint. Your talent and strength far exceed Yinhao’s. You deserve the position of saint. As a saint, you will naturally have a lot of rights and enjoy a lot of things.”
The third elder said to him, “In the dragon roar forbidden ground, the position of the saint child is above the deacons and below the elders.”
