Qian Renxue's Guess

Xue Xing was completely outmatched in his confrontation with Xue Qinghe, utterly unable to fight back, which made Lang Lei find it dull. He had lost interest in this war of words and decided to stop watching, turning to leave directly.

However, just as he turned, Xue Qinghe suddenly called out from behind him: "Young friend, please wait!"

Lang Lei stopped, slowly turned his head, and looked at Xue Qinghe with a blank expression, asking flatly: "What is it?"

Xue Qinghe quickly explained with a smile: "Well, I was wondering if you, young friend, have come to Heaven Dou City for some important matter? If there's anything you need help with, feel free to speak. This Humble One will do everything in my power to assist, consider it an apology for my earlier rudeness."

Lang Lei sneered inwardly. He could clearly hear the subtext in Xue Qinghe's words. After years of navigating the underworld, he understood the tactics of politicians well—so-called flattery was just a way to make you willingly become their tool.

But Lang Lei didn't call Xue Qinghe out. He just curled his lips slightly, a faint smile playing on his face, and said: "Oh? What can you help me with?"

"Lang Lei, you can follow along and see. I can sense that the other party has no ill intentions~?" Just then, Elysia, who had been mostly silent during the day, suddenly spoke in Lang Lei's mind.

This sudden voice startled Lang Lei, making him pause mid-step. Originally, he instinctively wanted to refuse the suggestion, but hearing Elysia's words, his movements froze.

Without Elysia's persuasion, Lang Lei was certain he would have rejected without hesitation. After all, this Crown Prince Xue Qinghe's intentions were all too obvious. His goal was clear: to gain Lang Lei's support in the Crown Prince Battle, or more precisely, the backing of Snow Empress and Ice Empress behind him.

Lang Lei always kept his distance from such troublesome matters. He had no desire to get caught up in the vortex of power struggles, as the risks were far too great. Supporting the right side was fine, but if he backed the wrong one... the consequences were unimaginable. After all, not every emperor had the magnanimity to easily forgive their opponent's supporters.

Yet Elysia's words made Lang Lei ponder. Though he saw through Xue Qinghe's motives, Elysia's intuition seemed somewhat trustworthy. Moreover, Lang Lei had to admit that if Xue Qinghe gained his help, his chances of ascending the throne would indeed increase significantly.

But there were always exceptions. Why wade into murky waters and get himself dirty when he could live peacefully and develop quietly?

Still, Elysia's advice was an important factor...

During his time in the Milky Way, Lang Lei had grown accustomed to consulting Elysia before making decisions.

After all, before meeting Elysia, he was nothing but a brute—the type who only charged into fights. Though few could beat him due to raw strength, if he ever faced someone stronger, he'd be in real trouble.

Lang Lei knew well that Elysia liked pretty girls after spending so long with her, but she had never let her "hobby" affect him. Instead, she always provided significant help. That was the real reason Lang Lei trusted her so deeply.

As Lang Lei sank into thought, Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, was equally unsettled inside. In truth, she had already arrived on the scene the moment Xue Beng clashed with Lang Lei.

However, Qian Renxue hadn't intended to stop Xue Beng's reckless behavior immediately. She calculated that letting Xue Beng show his spoiled side in public, then stepping in at the right moment, would not only tarnish Xue Beng's reputation and weaken his standing but also boost her own image.

But what Qian Renxue hadn't expected was that Lang Lei and his group were so extraordinary. The moment Lang Lei acted, her sharp perception picked up his true Soul Power Level—twenty-ninth rank!

At six years old, reaching twenty-ninth rank in soul power was an achievement even Qian Renxue hadn't attained. After all, she was a genius with innate twentieth-rank soul power!

And when Qian Renxue learned of Snow Empress and Ice Empress's soul power levels, a suspicion she had long held was finally confirmed. This guess had lingered in her mind for a while, and now that she had a definite answer, she felt both excited and tense.

This child before her, like herself, had been identified as a Divine Successor upon awakening. This meant they both possessed God-tier Martial Souls, whose rarity and power were unmatched by ordinary ones. Moreover, they both had innate twentieth-rank soul power, which was astonishing.

As for the Peerless Douluo and Super Douluo, they were likely the guardians of their respective deities. Their existence was undoubtedly to protect these Divine Successors, ensuring they could grow smoothly and inherit their God Positions. Yet, Qian Renxue still didn't know which deity they served, filling her with curiosity.

But just from the soul power levels, Qian Renxue realized that this little one's first and second soul rings must be of higher age than hers. After all, innate twentieth-rank soul power meant he could absorb higher-age soul rings, gaining greater strength. And perhaps this child's talent even surpassed hers—the thought ignited Qian Renxue's competitive spirit.

For a long time, Qian Renxue had lacked motivation in cultivation because her talent was unmatched across the continent, with almost no one to rival her. This feeling of having no opponents had gradually sapped her passion for training. But now, things were different. This child gave her an unprecedented sense of challenge, rekindling her desire to compete.

Just as Qian Renxue's fighting spirit blazed within her, Lang Lei noticed the "flames" in the eyes of the cross-dressing figure before him. He couldn't help but feel curious—why had this person suddenly radiated such intense determination?

Where did this inexplicable competitiveness come from?

Still, since Elysia had suggested it, Lang Lei naturally agreed.

And besides...

Glancing at Xue Xing, whose face was growing darker by the moment, Lang Lei chuckled.

He could also scare this old geezer, making him lose sleep for days. Lang Lei had no intention of picking sides, but would the other party think that way?

"Alright, then I'll gladly accept. Sorry for the trouble, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

A flicker of joy passed through Qian Renxue's eyes.

"Then please, everyone, move to my residence. Let Qinghe fulfill his duties as host."