Yi Zheng propped up his chin, his mind flashing through all the beautiful characters he had encountered in his life.
Li Qingluo, Miao Qiqi, Fang Ling, Luo Beibei, Han Xue, Xue Tianyan, Chang'e, The Queen Mother of the West...
In the end, Yi Zheng shook his head: "No more thinking, it's too hard to choose.
Besides, why am I even choosing...
With my small frame, my little self, what can I do?
Might as well honestly focus on cultivation, the world is vast, but power is paramount.
Without strength, marrying a beauty gets you killed easily.
With strength, then you can turn back and look for one..."
Yi Zheng clapped his hands and turned to leave.
The matter of the Holy Daughter selection in the Divine Country was unbelievably sensational, the scenes reaching their peak intensity.
The judges were all Divine Beasts and top-tier players on the verge of facing tribulation, even Liu Fei, the number one housekeeper of the Divine Country, personally appeared as a judge.
