Yun Qianli bit her lips tightly behind the crowd. She thought of Yun Chujiu’s terrifying strength just now and felt a sense of powerlessness all over her body.
Why?
She was clearly the proud son of heaven, she was the cream of the crop among the younger generation of the Yun family of the Sacred Mountain, but now all the halo was covering that trash? !
That trash didn’t rely on her own strength at all. She only relied on the totem armor, that broken sword, and the help of the totem spirit.
If all these things were given to her, she would definitely be much more powerful than that trash, Yun Qianyi.
Could it be that because she was the supreme sword embryo, these treasures would choose her?
This wasn’t fair!
After this incident, the position of young family head might really fall to that trash, Yun Qianyi.
Thinking about how she would have to greet Yun Chujiu in the future, Yun Qianli felt the blood in her body freeze. She would never allow this to happen!