Xue Qinghe: If You Don't Come, What Am I After? (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

"Your Highness! We've already wasted an entire day here. When are we setting out to hunt your Fifth Soul Ring?"

Xue Qinghe, who was night fishing, was slightly startled by the sudden Sound Transmission.

Only then did he remember that the reason for this trip had been to hunt his Fifth Soul Ring. But now, compared with a Fifth Soul Ring he had long since obtained, Jiang Qianhai was clearly far more important.

Everyone knew the youngest Title Douluo in history was called Clear Sky, but what had Tang Hao been doing when he was twelve?

He had probably still been a genius Soul Grandmaster in the Clear Sky Sect.

If he found a God Trial, then for Jiang Qianhai, who had stepped into the Title realm at twelve, becoming a god would leave not the slightest suspense.

He even suspected that the current Jiang Qianhai himself already carried the trial of some god from the God Realm.

After all, although gods could not interfere with the mortal world, they could still watch Douluo Continent. With a heaven-defying seedling like this, which god could remain unmoved?

Splash~

A little fish the size of a palm was lifted onto the bank, and Xue Qinghe gave his reply in passing.

"There's no rush for that for the time being. This Crown Prince has important matters at hand. The person here is far more important than hunting a soul ring. This Crown Prince is currently having a most pleasant conversation with this powerful expert. Uncle Yan, why don't you capture that Soul Beast and bring it here according to This Crown Prince's requirements?"

"This... may I ask Your Highness, does this person truly have such great value?"

"This Crown Prince dares say that right now, he is the youngest Soul Douluo in history, and in the future, he will certainly break Clear Sky Douluo's record and become the youngest Title Douluo in history!"

Xue Qinghe did not lay all his cards on the table. He concealed Jiang Qianhai's age. This way, Jiang Qianhai's value was indeed not low, but it was not so high as to shock the entire court and public.

Still, it was already enough to persuade the guard he called Uncle Yan.

"The youngest Title Douluo in history!"

Protector Yan's pupils shrank. Having a deep understanding of Clear Sky's past renown, he understood the weight of that title all too well.

He immediately said no more. Compared with personally tempering oneself by hunting a soul ring, which was more important—winning over such a future top-tier expert—was obvious at a glance.

"Then I shall respectfully obey Your Highness's command. This subordinate will go on ahead."

"This Highness's Fifth Soul Ring must grant a soul skill that enhances speed."

"Yes!"

After that, Protector Yan's voice disappeared, clearly having already left.

"He's gone."

Then a deep, powerful voice sounded.

"Does this person really have that much value?"

Xue Qinghe's gaze did not leave the surface of the water.

"Pufferfish, do you know what a twelve-year-old Title Douluo means?"

"What! Twelve years old! How is that possible!"

"But he is right here."

"...Understood."

Pufferfish Douluo then fell silent. His task was to hide at Qian Renxue's side and assist her. As for Qian Renxue's decisions, he had no right to interfere.

To be honest, if Xue Qinghe had not quietly confirmed Jiang Qianhai's bone age when passing over the Fishing Rod, he would not have dared believe Jiang Qianhai was only twelve either.

"Brother Qinghe, why are you so distracted?"

Jiang Qianhai, who had been talking about his travels through Star Luo, suddenly asked.

"Apologies, I was speaking with an elder from my family just now." Xue Qinghe smiled apologetically. "Right, where were we?"

"An abandoned village. Let's leave it there for now. But the sky's already gone dark, so it's about time for dinner."

"What are you planning to eat?"

Jiang Qianhai withdrew his Martial Soul and turned to ask.

Xue Qinghe brushed his right hand over his Storage Soul Tool and took out an exquisitely wrapped cloth bundle.

"What's this curious thing?"

Jiang Qianhai walked closer curiously. Once Xue Qinghe fully opened the cloth bundle, his face immediately darkened.

"Dry rations?"

With such pretty packaging, he had thought it would be some peerless delicacy.

Xue Qinghe smiled helplessly. "No choice. When you're away from home, this is about the only thing that keeps."

"Along the way, we mainly ate in the villages and towns we passed through. I just didn't expect we'd suddenly have to camp out in the wilderness, so we can only eat this."

"Hey, Brother Qinghe, watch me show you a thing or two. Tonight's dinner will be these fish!"

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Qianhai took out his full set of kitchenware.

If it was some grand feast, he might not necessarily know how, but when it came to anything fish-related, in his previous life, he could have at least earned a few stars and become a master chef specializing in fish banquets.

This was the all-purpose Fisherman. You never knew what skills they had.

And Xue Qinghe's gaze swept over the Storage Ring on Jiang Qianhai's finger as he muttered inwardly.

Such a tiny Storage Soul Tool can actually hold this much stuff. This is the first time I've seen one.

Under Jiang Qianhai's practiced hands, steamed, braised, sweet-and-sour, and all sorts of other fish dishes were brought to the table.

Jiang Qianhai even simmered a pot of delicious fish soup.

Looking at the table full of dishes perfect in color, aroma, and flavor, Xue Qinghe sighed. "I didn't expect Brother Qianhai to be such a good cook as well. Truly impressive."

He meant it sincerely. After all, he could not cook—though he had no need to—but seeing Jiang Qianhai whip up so many good dishes with such ease, it would be a lie to say he was not surprised.

He had not seen many men who knew how to cook.

"Nothing special. Just practiced hands."

"It just so happens Brother Qinghe brought dry rations. Pair them with my dishes, and we're all set."

"Good."

Eating the fish he had caught himself, Xue Qinghe felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

He felt that his mood was quite good now. Everything that had built up over the day burst out completely in this moment.

Missions, etiquette—all of it was set aside. Right now, he only wanted to enjoy this brief taste of delicious food and tranquility.

He felt he was starting to like this kind of life a little.

Free from all worries, able to sit by the river and leisurely fish, enjoy the breeze at ease, then eat all the fish he had caught at night.

Unfortunately, he had his own mission. Being able to enjoy this kind of life once was already something he should be content with.

"By the way, Brother Qinghe, how long are you planning to stay here?"

As they ate, Jiang Qianhai suddenly asked. He truly was a little puzzled. This Brother Qinghe had stayed ever since arriving, but from the look of him, he had only been passing through. He probably would not be able to stay for too long, right?

Xue Qinghe, who was immersed in the delicacy he had personally taken part in obtaining, froze at the question. After spitting out the fish bones with two ptooey sounds, he replied, "Actually, the main reason I came out this time was to hunt for a Spirit Ring. But who would have thought I'd run into Brother Qianhai? Brother Qianhai introduced me to fishing, so now I don't really want to leave yet."

"As for the Spirit Ring, I've had my family elders go catch it. I'll stay here for now."

"And my family has strict rules. If I go back this time, it'll be very troublesome if I want to leave again next time, so... I want to fish for a few more days."

Hearing this, Jiang Qianhai smiled.

This brother was not bad. Just based on that one sentence, he was already a qualified Fisherman!

After dinner, Jiang Qianhai found a good spot and directly took out his tent.

At that moment, he suddenly realized something and looked toward Xue Qinghe.

"Right, Brother Qinghe, where are you sleeping tonight?"

Xue Qinghe had just been about to say he had a carriage he could sleep in, but after seeing Jiang Qianhai's large tent, a thought suddenly occurred to him.

If we sleep in the same tent, will it make our relationship a little better?

Perhaps that would make it more favorable for pulling Jiang Qianhai into his camp?

But... sharing a room with a man?

After wavering for a moment, Xue Qinghe was still swayed by Jiang Qianhai's talent.

Besides, I'm a man right now. What am I afraid of?

So he answered, "Brother Qianhai, to be honest, I originally planned to lodge in a village or town, so I didn't prepare anything for this. I don't know what to do either."

Hearing this, Jiang Qianhai stood up and clapped his hands, then looked at his own tent. He thought for a moment. "How about... you sleep in my tent? Mm, seeing as you like fishing too, I'll give it to you."

"As for me, I'll keep fishing. Anyway, even if I don't sleep for ten-odd days now, it's not much of a problem."

Xue Qinghe: ???

Now Xue Qinghe was stunned. He had made such a huge decision before preparing to sleep in the same tent as a man, but this guy actually...

No, if you're not coming in too, then what am I doing this for?

He immediately hurried to persuade him. First, he said he was too embarrassed to accept, then he lost to Jiang Qianhai's enthusiasm, and in the end, he was unwilling to let Jiang Qianhai freeze.

"Your tent is so big. It can easily fit two people."

At Xue Qinghe's words, although Jiang Qianhai was not very willing to sleep in the same tent as a stranger he had only just met, Xue Qinghe then brought up matters related to fishing, and Jiang Qianhai's attention was instantly diverted.

Because no one could refuse someone asking questions in their own field of expertise!

No one!