Douluo: So You're Called a Theoretical Master?

This time, Ning Qinghe would decide whether he lived or died!

Every one of them was younger and smaller than him, yet each was more terrifying than the last!

Young people really were monsters!

As he sighed inwardly, Ning Qinghe had already arrived before the crowd.

Given Dai Luoge's status, even if someone wanted to approach him, they would have to wait behind him—especially the forces from within the Star Luo Empire.

"Young Master Ning, Dean Ning."

"Congratulations, Young Master Ning. Even the Martial Soul Hall Saintess was no match for you."

"Among the younger generation, Young Master Ning will now stand above all others."

"Young Master Ning has truly brought fame to the Extreme Research Institute and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

Several people immediately began flattering him one after another.

None of them felt embarrassed by the fact that Ning Qinghe was so young.

In their eyes, saying a few pleasant words was an easy thing.

"Little Brother Qinghe, it seems you've developed something extraordinary."

"Perhaps if I'd known earlier, I should have made more preparations!"

"If you need anything, just tell me. Even if I can't handle it myself, the Heaven Dou Empire will see it done!"

Xue Qinghe beside him also spoke slowly, representing the Heaven Dou Empire.

Though he did not flatter Ning Qinghe too openly, his closeness was far more apparent.

He had known that Ning Qinghe had been researching Martial Souls, but he had never expected him to cause such a huge stir or possess such strength.

It had to be said that Ning Qinghe's defeat of Hu Liena had given him a small shock, and it also made him feel rather satisfied.

Still, Spirit Hall's reputation had suffered as a result, which left his feelings somewhat complicated.

As for cooperation, he was the calmest person in the entire venue.

Before coming here, he had already communicated with Ning Fengzhi. The Heaven Dou Empire would open every door for them and provide all kinds of resources, while the Research Institute would assist them.

"Brother Xue, you flatter me. It was only luck, along with the support of my sect and everyone else."

"It would have been impossible for me alone to establish the Research Institute."

"And if I need anything, I won't stand on ceremony!"

Ning Qinghe spoke calmly.

He did not get carried away just because others praised him.

Much of the time, he merely provided ideas. Douluo Continent had plenty of talented people and all kinds of special medicinal ingredients; the ones who created these things were those talented individuals.

Others only saw this as his humility, but he knew the truth.

"Ning Qinghe, Sect Master Ning truly has a fine son."

Yu Yuanzhen was rarely this polite to a junior.

After all, whether in strength or status, he stood at the very peak of the continent. Such a situation would normally never arise.

This was absolutely unprecedented.

"Sect Master Yu, you flatter me. This junior still has a long way to go before I can improve further."

The moment Yu Yuanzhen spoke, Ning Qinghe felt that his chances of drawing him in had increased by several points.

Even if a major power's sect master cared deeply about Yu Xiaogang, he would not act recklessly because of him.

"Ahem, you..."

Yu Yuanzhen had originally wanted to shamelessly say something.

For example, to make their relationship closer, he could have Ning Qinghe call him Grandpa or something similar.

On this continent, countless people wanted to call him Grandpa.

Naturally, he would also give benefits in return.

As long as they became close, everything would be easy to discuss. Then he could naturally bring up cooperation between Yu Xiaogang and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

But this gesture of goodwill was truly difficult to voice. It would make his relationship with Ning Fengzhi seem rather awkward.

As for taking an adopted son, that would make things even more awkward with Sword Douluo and the others!

In the instant that he failed to sort out those connections, he found it difficult to speak. But before he could, someone else spoke first.

"Dean Ning."

"I am Dai Luoge, Prince of the Star Luo Empire."

"Our Star Luo Empire is greatly interested in your research. We now invite you to establish an Extreme Research Institute in the Star Luo Empire. Our imperial family will cover all your expenses and resources, grant you the title of prince, and bestow upon you a hereditary territory."

Dai Luoge quickly spoke according to what he had just considered.

As he spoke, he did not forget to glance at Xue Qinghe beside him, as well as Prince Xue Xing, whose expression had grown even uglier.

This blatant attempt to recruit someone made the others nearby close their mouths again just as they had opened them.

"What is so special about a Star Luo princely title?"

"The Heaven Dou Empire can grant a princely title as well."

"Dean Ning, they mean you no good. If you go to the Star Luo Empire, nothing good will come of it."

"I am Prince Xue Xing of the Heaven Dou Empire, and I am also a friend of His Excellency Dugu. I can take full responsibility for these words!"

Prince Xue Xing had originally kept a low profile, intending to let Xue Qinghe settle the cooperation first.

But after hearing Dai Luoge's words, he could not help speaking up first.

The continent had always been considered relatively peaceful, and the Two Great Empires had generally exercised restraint.

Yet wars still occasionally broke out, and border conflicts had never ceased.

Some warlike factions within the Star Luo Empire even took the initiative to drill their troops.

In this regard, the Heaven Dou Empire had always been at a disadvantage. They were the weaker side.

If they could reach a cooperation agreement this time and spend several years cultivating a large number of Soul Master soldiers, then the situation would be reversed.

As for letting Ning Qinghe go to the Star Luo Empire, that was absolutely impossible.

"Are you the one in charge here?"

"Prince Xue Xing."

"Are you planning to imprison Dean Ning?"

"If I remember correctly, neither the Extreme Research Institute nor the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is affiliated with the Heaven Dou Empire, are they?!"

"You say we have ill intentions, but I think your Heaven Dou Empire is the one harboring ulterior motives. Our Star Luo Empire has always been generous toward talent!!!"

After setting aside concern for his own life, Dai Luoge felt exceptionally relaxed.

His tone was cold. From childhood until now, this was the first time he had been so forceful in such an occasion. Mocking, cutting words poured from his mouth as he unleashed everything he had.

Whether it was the Crown Prince or Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, or even the titled Douluo Yu Yuanzhen beside him whose words he had interrupted—

He did not take any of them seriously.

This made the nobles who had accompanied him twitch their eyelids wildly.

Their prince was looking to die, and he was dragging them along with him!

Perhaps this was what it felt like.

Yu Yuanzhen had originally been somewhat angry that Dai Luoge had interrupted him.

But now, seeing that the Two Great Empires were about to clash, he paused and said nothing.

In any case, he had not figured out how to grow closer to Ning Qinghe.

Given both his identity and Ning Qinghe's identity, it truly was difficult.

Since Yu Yuanzhen did not speak, the people from the various academies and sects also fell silent.

They had never expected that the battle between Spirit Hall and the Extreme Research Institute had only just ended, and now this was happening again?

And this time, it involved people from the Two Great Empires?

Would this never end?

Everyone felt utterly helpless.

They had truly come to discuss cooperation, not to witness the Two Great Empires fighting!

The two princes of the Two Great Empires now confronted each other, the smell of gunpowder thick in the air.

One was furious beyond measure. Prince Xue Xing felt that things had truly been going badly for him lately; not a single matter had gone the way he wanted.