Angel Inheritance

For a time, the area in front of the door was bustling with chatter and noise.

Fu Zhi listened to these people's self-introductions, she understood.

These are all forces whose names I've never even heard of before.

She stepped slightly to the side, making way for them.

"Please come in, everyone."

"However, the Young Master has stated beforehand that he will not accept any gifts. We appreciate your kind intentions."

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed and filed in.

--

That morning, the threshold of the courtyard was almost worn out by the crowds.

One group of people after another came in, bowed and greeted Fu Shiyan, showering her with compliments, and then tactfully left.

Fu Shiyan did not accept any of the gifts they brought.

These people didn't insist, after all, they had already achieved their goal—to show their faces in front of this newly promoted Tianqing Douluo and become familiar with him.

If we cross paths again in the future, it will be easier to talk.

As the crowds gradually dispersed, the courtyard finally quieted down.

Only three groups remained, none of them having left.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Heaven Dou Imperial House.

Fu Shiyan sat upright in the hall, her gaze sweeping over the three groups of people who had come, her expression calm.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan sent four people on this trip: the Second Elder Yu Luomian, two accompanying elders, and a young figure with an uneasy expression.

Yu Tianheng.

Fu Shiyan's gaze swept over him without any ripples.

Ning Fengzhi stood aside with a smile on his face and proper demeanor.

Xue Qinghe stood on the other side, but his gaze remained fixed on Fu Shiyan, his eyes filled with complex emotions, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

Yu Luomian stepped forward and bowed deeply to Fu Shiyan:

"Your His Excellency Tianqing, I, the old Yu Luomian, hereby assume the title of Second Elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"I have brought this wretched child here today specifically to apologize to Your Majesty!"

He turned to the side, revealing Yu Tianheng behind him.

Yu Tianheng took a deep breath, strode forward, and bowed deeply to Fu Shiyan, his voice trembling slightly with nervousness.

"Your His Excellency Tianqing! This junior... this junior was blind and offended Your Majesty three years ago, and I have come today to apologize! Please punish me, Your Majesty!"

He was bent over, not daring to lift his head, his back already soaked in cold sweat.

Fu Shiyan looked at him, her expression unchanged.

After a moment, he spoke calmly:

Get up.

Yu Tianheng was taken aback and subconsciously looked up.

Fu Shiyan's voice remained calm:

"I didn't hold onto what happened back then. You don't need to."

Yu Tianheng stared at him blankly, unsure of what to say.

Upon seeing this, Yu Luomian quickly stepped forward and said:

"Your His Excellency Tianqing is so magnanimous, I am deeply grateful!"

"This small gift is a token of our sect's appreciation; we hope Your Majesty will accept it with pleasure!"

With a wave of his hand, two elders behind him presented several exquisite brocade boxes.

Fu Shiyan glanced at it and shook her head slightly:

"Gifts are unnecessary. I have said before that I do not accept gifts from anyone."

Yu Luomian wanted to say more, but after being swept over by Fu Shiyan's calm gaze, she swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

He could only bow and say:

"In that case, I will not trouble you any further."

"If Your Majesty does not accept these gifts, please consider them a token of respect from the sect. If Your Majesty ever needs our services in the future, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will certainly serve you!"

After saying that, he nodded slightly to Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe, and then led Yu Tianheng and the others out.

Once outside the courtyard, Yu Tianheng finally let out a long sigh of relief; his back was soaked with sweat.

He glanced back at the unassuming little courtyard, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

That person never even glanced at him.

But it was precisely this "ignorance" that made him realize even more clearly that he was nothing in front of him.

--

In the courtyard.

Ning Fengzhi watched this scene with a polite smile, but he had already made up his mind.

His Excellency Tianqing's attitude towards the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was neither particularly close nor distant.

But at least, they didn't become enemies.

That's enough.

He was about to speak when Xue Qinghe stepped forward.

He took out a stack of documents from his sleeve, held them with both hands, and respectfully handed them to Fu Shiyan:

"Your His Excellency Tianqing, this is the qualification document issued by the Heaven Dou Imperial House for the Beichen Academy."

"All procedures have been expedited and approved."

"From this day forward, Beichen Academy will be an officially recognized academy of the Heaven Dou Empire."

His voice was steady and clear:

"Furthermore, the royal family has already allocated the land for the academy's construction."

"Qinglan Mountain and the surrounding 300 acres of land have all been designated as part of the Academy's boundaries. This is the land deed."

Fu Shiyan took the document, glanced at it, and nodded slightly.

"Thank you for your trouble, Your Highness."

Xue Qinghe shook his head slightly:

"Your Majesty is too kind. This is simply the duty of the Heaven Dou Imperial House."

Ning Fengzhi's expression changed slightly.

The royal family acted faster than he had imagined.

Moreover... they directly produced a complete set of qualification documents and land deeds.

This was a big gift presented to Fu Shiyan, given before he could even get there.

His mind raced, but he maintained a polite smile, stepped forward, took out a list from his pocket, and presented it with both hands:

"Your His Excellency Tianqing, this is a small token of appreciation from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for the Beichen Academy."

He paused, his tone sincere:

"All the materials, craftsmen, and funds needed for the construction of the Academy have been prepared."

"Ning has already arranged the manpower, and construction can begin at any time."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the Academy should be completed within a week."

Fu Shiyan took the list, glanced at it, and a subtle, unusual glint flashed in her eyes.

The "gift" that Ning Fengzhi prepared was even more generous than he had imagined.

He looked at Ning Fengzhi and nodded slightly:

"Sect Master Ning is very kind."

Ning Fengzhi replied with a smile:

"Your Majesty is too kind. It is an honor for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School to be able to contribute to the Beichen Academy."

His eyes flickered slightly, and he added:

"When the Academy is completed, I, Ning, will personally escort my daughter to enroll."

Fu Shiyan nodded without saying anything more.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe also got up to take their leave.

--

As Xue Qinghe stepped out of the courtyard, he paused slightly.

He glanced back at the closed courtyard gate, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

Ning Fengzhi walked beside him, and seeing his appearance, laughed:

"Does Your Highness have something on your mind?"

Because of the future directions revealed in Rongrong's previous dream, Ning Fengzhi did not place all his bets on Xue Qinghe as in the original work, and the two are not teacher and student.

Xue Qinghe withdrew his gaze, shook his head, and said calmly:

"It's nothing. Sect Master Ning, please go ahead."

Ning Fengzhi didn't ask any further questions. He cupped his hands in greeting and left with his entourage.

Xue Qinghe stood still for a long time.

The Snake Lance Douluo appeared silently behind him and whispered:

"Young Master?"

Xue Qinghe did not respond.

a long time.

He suddenly raised his head, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"Uncle She."

Snake Lance Douluo stepped forward:

"Your subordinate is here."

Xue Qinghe turned around and looked at him, her voice calm yet firm:

"I will inform Xue Ye that I need to go into seclusion for a period of time."

"I'll leave the affairs on Heaven Dou's side to you for the time being."

Snake Lance Douluo was taken aback and asked in confusion:

"Young Master, what's wrong...?"

Xue Qinghe's gaze passed over him and looked into the distance, towards the direction of Spirit City.

His voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable decisiveness:

"I wasted too much time in the Heaven Dou Empire."

He paused, a glint in his eyes:

"It's time to start cultivating properly."

The Snake Lance Douluo looked at him, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

In the end, he simply bowed and said:

"Understood, Young Master. Rest assured, I will do my utmost in Heaven Dou."

Xue Qinghe nodded and said nothing more.

He glanced at the direction of the small courtyard one last time, then turned and strode away.

Her long, golden hair swayed gently in the wind, and her silhouette conveyed both a sense of resolute determination and ease.