The Birth of the Strongest Man!

After calmly giving Qian Renxue fifty formation array discs and scrolls, Su Xian did not play any tricks.

He really did have over five hundred Soul Emperor-level defensive formations!

But!

One hundred Soul Saint-level defensive formations!

Fifty Soul Douluo-level defensive formations!

Even Titled Douluo-level formations—he had twenty of those. Although five had been set up in the Prince's Residence, he still had fifteen left.

So, fifty Soul Emperor-level formations...

He could treat them like pocket change, toys to amuse his wife with. Sigh~ he really was just that extravagant!

Mm!

If he did not think of it that way, his heart would still ache. He felt much better now.

"Do you still have other formations?"

Just as Su Xian let out a sigh of relief, Qian Renxue spoke again. She smiled as she stared at him, looking...

Exactly like a wife when her husband had just gotten paid. Uh... salary here meant money, so do not get any strange ideas.

Su Xian's expression immediately froze: ...

Wuwuwu... being a good man was too hard!

Author-daddy, how about giving me a scumbag character setting instead?!

With seventy percent sleaziness, thirty percent flirtiness, and sweet talk on top of that, conquering every beauty in Douluo would be effortless.

When the time came, I could even share one or two bed-warmers with you. Wouldn't that be nice?!

Upon hearing this, the author clenched his fist and smiled faintly: I want them all!!

Seeing Qian Renxue smiling at him, Su Xian wore a mournful face, utterly devoid of hope. "Just tell me directly. How many do you want? What level? Let me prepare myself mentally."

Qian Renxue's eyes lit up. "You have even higher-level formations?"

From Su Xian's tone just now, she had only been guessing and merely wanted to ask. But now, it seemed...

He really did have advanced formations. What a huge haul!

Mu Ran felt as though she had discovered a hidden stash of private money. Hehe...

Su Xian: ...

It seemed I had been set up!

Seeing Qian Renxue's delighted expression, Su Xian wished he could slap himself a few times.

Wuwuwu~ sure enough, wives had always been full of schemes, and husbands could grind iron rods into needles!

Su Xian silently nodded. Suddenly, he wanted some peace and quiet. Though he did not know where Quiet was, he especially wanted it right now.

Qian Renxue leaned before Su Xian and wrapped her arms around him, her bright, watery eyes fixed on his as she coquettishly pleaded, "Then... do you have formations capable of defending against Titled Douluo?"

Kawaii!

Ahem, ahem...

His heart suddenly trembled. Su Xian silently nodded, then could not help pulling Qian Renxue into his arms, feeling the tender, soft, and numbing body of the girl he loved.

Other people's good things came one at a time, unlike his...

He was practically a wholesale market!

Her star-bright, watery eyes stared straight at Su Xian, light rippling within them. Qian Renxue gazed at him affectionately. "Then give me one or two. If you end up squandering all of yours, I'll still have some here. Maybe they'll be able to help you someday."

His heart warmed. He had not expected this silly girl to be thinking of him. She truly was a good, thrifty, house-managing wife!

"I'll give you four—make it four seasons of peace." Su Xian waved his hand grandly and replied domineeringly.

What a joke. Anything he gave his wife was still his own. When had he ever been stingy or reluctant?

Another day, he would go browse the system's wholesale market and pick up a few dozen more, arrange them into a "heart," and do something romantic!

"No need. I'll just take two. Keep the rest for your own protection."

Looking at the four formations before her, Qian Renxue smiled faintly and selected only two, pushing the other two back to Su Xian.

Su Xian did not refuse. Given Qian Renxue's strength and status, she was practically never in danger.

Unlike him—there were always people trying to harm this emperor!

Su Xian brushed his thumb over Qian Renxue's little lips and raised his brows suggestively. "Look, I gave you so many good things. Shouldn't you show some appreciation?"

"No way!"

Her face slightly flushed, Qian Renxue twisted free of Su Xian's embrace. Her bashful, coy appearance was utterly adorable.

"I'm going back to the residence to sleep first. You can walk slowly by yourself!"

She playfully stuck out her tongue and made a face at Su Xian, then turned and ran toward the residence.

Skipping along beneath the glow of lights in every color, Qian Renxue's light, graceful figure was like a butterfly dancing amid a brilliant field of flowers, a feast for the eyes.

"Wasn't I the one sleeping with you? Just as I thought—your mouth says no, but your heart is honest!"

A faint smile curled at Su Xian's lips as he immediately chased after her.

Prince's Residence.

Nothing happened when he did not go to Moonlight Pavilion to study.

Nothing happened when he ignored the empire's affairs either. Xue Ye seemed to have forgotten about Su Xian, practically wishing he would stay away.

As for studying at the Royal Academy, Su Xian had thought he could avoid it...

But the result was obvious: he had been overthinking it.

Just after Su Xian and Qian Renxue finished breakfast, an academy instructor arrived at the residence.

Meng Shenji, the second seat of the Royal Academy's Education Committee!

A level seventy-nine control-type battle Soul Saint, with the Black Demon martial soul. Although he was a control-type, the Black Demon's eerie speed was no less than that of an agility attack-type.

Of course, he would also become the future chief of the Royal Academy.

"Instructor Meng, you've come to see me so early. Is there something you need?"

Looking at the kind-looking old man before him, who nevertheless radiated a sinister air, Su Xian got straight to the point.

Meng Shenji smiled. "I merely heard that Your Highness was injured and was worried, so I came to take a look."

"Heh heh..."

Su Xian gave two stiff chuckles, then did not continue the conversation. He simply kept drawing on the piece of paper with his pen.

We're all old foxes here, and you're still trying to play tricks with me?!

Meng Shenji: ...

What the hell do you mean by 'heh heh'?!

Seeing Su Xian treat him with such disrespect, Meng Shenji felt that the other party seemed somewhat different from before, though he could not quite put his finger on it. Perhaps this was simply his true nature.

Seeing that Su Xian remained silent, Meng Shenji took the initiative to ask, "May I ask what Your Highness thinks of Spirit Hall?"

"Strong as hell! The empire is no match for them, and neither are ten thousand of you." Su Xian answered without the slightest hesitation.

Meng Shenji: !!

Damn it!

Did he eat gunpowder this morning? Every word out of his mouth reeks of explosives!!

Suppressing his temper, Meng Shenji did not lash out. Instead, he nodded in agreement. "Indeed. With the Clear Sky Sect in seclusion and Spirit Hall growing stronger by the day, their momentum can no longer be stopped."

His tone shifted as Meng Shenji fixed his eyes on Su Xian. "Doesn't Your Highness feel even a little sense of crisis?"

At that, Su Xian merely cast him an indifferent glance and still did not respond.

Crisis?

The biggest crisis is right inside his own home. Talking to me about crisis—has he eaten too much?!

As for Spirit Hall, that belongs to my mother-in-law anyway.

Though I'm currently two-timing and could capsize at any moment, as long as I keep the balance, I'll be the man with the strongest background and hidden power on the entire continent!

The empire's eldest prince!

The future Angel God's man!

The future Rakshasa God's son-in-law!

The grandson-in-law of Qian Daoliu, the continent's top powerhouse and a Limit Douluo!

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