But anyone with even a little sense knew why Xue Ye was working so desperately.
The Star Luo Empire possessed the White Tiger Martial Soul, an inheritance of the imperial family. As long as both husband and wife cultivated to the Soul Douluo realm, once they unleashed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, they could possess strength comparable to a Titled Douluo.
But what did the Heaven Dou Empire have?
The imperial Swan Martial Soul looked decent enough, but it was useless in battle. Only Heaven Dou's marshal Gelon, with his Ya Zi Martial Soul, along with a few high-level Soul Douluos at level eighty-nine who could barely contend with Titled Douluos, were worth looking at.
But if the two great empires truly went to war, the Heaven Dou Empire would certainly lose. If Spirit Hall had not previously tilted the scales in their favor, Heaven Dou would have been finished long ago. But now Spirit Hall could no longer be relied upon, so Xue Ye placed greater hope in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan within the empire.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was manageable. They were a merchant-type sect; as long as the price was right, they did not mind stirring the pot.
But the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was different. Soul Masters with that Martial Soul were naturally hot-tempered and overbearing. Every time Xue Ye wanted them to lend a hand, he had to pay an enormous price.
How could Xue Ye, as emperor, not feel miserable about that?
Now, the turning point that could free him from this predicament had finally appeared.
The Ye Family of the Nine Heart Begonia, likewise of noble birth, had produced a Titled Douluo. Though this Titled Douluo might not be completely on