The names on the Green History Wall changed rapidly. Finally, Ling Yin's name, radiating with a brilliant light, magnified enormously on the wall and settled at the last spot in the top ten.
Tenth place!
Everyone held their breath.
Just now, Ye Ming had managed to make his mark, but he was only in ninety-eighth place, barely securing a spot. Compared to tenth place, it was a world of difference.
The issue was that she was a girl who looked only about sixteen or seventeen. It was her first time leaving her name, so she had many more opportunities to improve her rank in the future; it was only a matter of time.
Ye Ming, Yuwen Jie, and Dong Yaotian looked even more displeased. They had initially mocked Ling Yin, but now it seemed they had been blind.
Tenth place held significant meaning. It meant that Ling Yin was on the same level as the top talents of the Nine Great Families. This was no longer the realm of a top-tier genius, but that of a peerless genius.
