"When luck comes too often, it stops being luck." The Sunborne Nymph Emperor gave him a meaningful look and waved his hand, sending Tang San and Qiu Zixuan back to the front of their respective pavilions.0

Tang San landed, and at that moment, the elders of the Blue Gold Tree clan had already rushed out of the rest chamber. The next instant, they threw him into the air in celebration.0

A win was a win. No matter how it was achieved, their clan leader, their one and only hope, had entered the semifinals of the Battle for the Throne. Although creating a miracle in the semifinals' round-robin format would be harder, three wins in three matches to enter the semifinals was already a glory they could boast of for decades to come. When had the Blue Gold Tree clan ever been this glorious? That probably dated all the way back to the era of the Ancestral...0