Douluo: Martial Soul Black Hole, Inheriting the God of Destruction at the Start

Who would have thought that after Dugu Bo ran into trouble, the ministers who were once close to him would immediately turn their backs!

Furthermore, the massive influence of Xue Qinghe forced him to consider finding another powerful backer.

And so, the suddenly appearing Yang Wuhui became his primary target.

Moreover, this backer was far more formidable than Dugu Bo.

After all, the man possessed a 100,000-year ninth soul ring!

If he could truly bring such a powerhouse onto his side, what would the threat of Xue Qinghe even amount to?

Thinking of this, the corners of Prince Xue Xing's mouth couldn't help but curl upward.

You damn old fogies, just wait! Once I win this man over, there will be a time for you all to weep!

However, a voice shattered his pleasant dream.

"Father, I believe I know who they are!"

Hearing Xue Qinghe's words, everyone present was stunned.

After a long while, the recovering Emperor Xue Ye hurriedly asked, "Qinghe, speak quickly! How do you know them?"

Subsequently, Xue Qinghe told him about his previous visit to the Po Clan.

"The Po Clan? This Title Douluo comes from the Po Clan?"

"Replying to Father, based on the intelligence descriptions, the other party is indeed Yang Wuhui of the Po Clan! I have a fresh memory of this person, so it is impossible for me to be mistaken!"

-08-10 17:36:33 Author: Kuangbiao de Xianyu

"Yang Wuhui? A member of the Po Clan? Sigh, it seems we have no fate with this person!"

Seeing his son so certain, Emperor Xue Ye sighed helplessly.

The world knew that the four single-attribute clans were all vassals of the Haotian Sect.

Although the Haotian Sect's actions during that battle years ago were chilling, he was not certain if they were still loyal to the Haotian Sect!

If he were to rashly go and recruit him, it might provoke the other party's hostility.

Moreover, even if he succeeded, it would invite the resentment of the Haotian Sect.

After all, the value of a Title Douluo with a 100,000-year soul ring was truly immeasurable.

"Father, in my opinion, we still have a chance to recruit this person!"

"Qinghe, you don't understand! The waters here are too deep. Even if we succeed, we will offend the Haotian Sect. Although the current Haotian Sect is not what it once was, it is still the former number one sect. A starving camel is still bigger than a horse; we had better not provoke them."

Seeing that Emperor Xue Ye did not agree with his idea, Xue Qinghe grew anxious.

"Father, have you forgotten the threat of the Star Luo Empire? If we have a master like Yang Wuhui in our hands, our high-end combat power will be instantly replenished. Besides, a Title Douluo with a 100,000-year soul ring is enough for us to offend the Haotian Sect! Furthermore, does an empire really need to act according to the whims of a sect?"

Hearing this, Emperor Xue Ye fell into deep thought.

What Qinghe said also made sense. Compared to the Star Luo Empire, a Haotian Sect was indeed nothing.

Moreover, this matter involved the face of the royal family and had to be handled with caution.

"Since that is the case, Qinghe, what do you think we should do?"

"First, we must go to pay a visit. Even if we cannot recruit him, it shows the Tiandou Empire's appreciation for talent. Second, we can bring the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect along. In this way, even if the Haotian Sect is dissatisfied, they cannot provoke two powerful enemies at the same time!"

Hearing Xue Qinghe's strategy, Emperor Xue Ye nodded with satisfaction.

"Qinghe, it is excellent that you could think of this. It seems you are already a qualified heir. Plus, Ning Fengzhi happens to be your teacher. Therefore, I will leave this matter to you."

"Yes, Father!"

Seeing that the matter had been settled, Prince Xue Xing's face immediately turned gloomy.

He had finally found a chance to turn the tables, only for it to be easily snatched away by Xue Qinghe.

This made him feel extremely displeased.

No, he had to do something. Otherwise, there would truly be no chance left!

Thinking of this, Prince Xue Xing cast a calm, unnoticeable glance at Xue Qinghe.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

When Ning Fengzhi learned that Xue Qinghe wanted to invite him to visit Yang Wuhui together, he was more than willing.

After all, as a support-type sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was always eager for powerful battle soul masters.

What's more, the other party was a Title Douluo with a 100,000-year soul ring!

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, does that冕下 truly possess a 100,000-year soul ring?"

Seeing this, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who was on the side, could not sit still.

"Fengzhi, I want to go too. It just so happens that I also want to test how powerful the soul skills of a 100,000-year soul ring are!"

"This..."

Hearing that Sword Douluo wanted to go and fight the man, Ning Fengzhi felt a bit troubled.

After all, he still wanted to recruit the other party!

If he were to annoy them over this, how would he go about the recruitment?

As for the possibility of the Haotian Sect lurking in the background? He couldn't care less!

Besides, it was they who had abandoned the Four Great Clans back then. Now that they saw the others had become successful, they wanted to pull them back in—how could things be so convenient for them!

Furthermore, his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect possessed two Super Douluo. Coupled with his own support, even a level 97 Titled Douluo might not be their match.

Thinking this, he began to dissuade Sword Douluo without hesitation.

"Uncle Sword, why don't you just let it go?"

Before Ning Fengzhi could finish, Sword Douluo interrupted him.

"Stop, stop, stop! Fengzhi, I know what you want to do. Rest assured, I will wait until you have finished your business before I challenge him."

"Alright then!"

Seeing that Ning Fengzhi and the others had reached an agreement, Xue Qinghe finally spoke up: "Teacher, since that is the case, let us set off immediately."

"Yes, yes! Let's hurry, we mustn't let Spirit Hall get there first!"

Although Spirit Hall had killed many members of the Four Great Clans during that war back then, that was merely a matter of conflicting stances!

Otherwise, how could Spirit Hall have easily allowed the members of the Four Great Clans to survive in this world?

It was precisely because there was no absolute enmity between the two that the existence of the Four Great Clans had been preserved!

Therefore, compared to Spirit Hall, he believed that the Four Great Clans hated the inaction of the Haotian Sect even more!

Thus, he was worried that Yang Wuhui might truly be swayed by Salas!

However, to his surprise, when they arrived at the Yang Mansion, Salas was walking out with a gloomy expression on his face.

Judging by his appearance, the man had definitely been rebuffed!

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Ning Fengzhi's face.

"I didn't expect to run into you, the Platinum Bishop of Spirit Hall, here! What's wrong? You look very angry. Could it be that His Excellency refused to join Spirit Hall?"

"Hmph! Don't you worry about me, just look after yourself!"

Facing Ning Fengzhi's sarcasm, Salas replied irritably.

He held Ning Fengzhi in great contempt.

A mere support Spirit Master who couldn't even break through to become a Spirit Douluo dared to mock him?

If it weren't for Sword Douluo guarding him, he would have already eliminated this nuisance for Spirit Hall!

And that old bastard Yang Wuhui! So what if he was lucky enough to obtain a 100,000-year spirit ring?

If it weren't for the direct order from the Pope, why would he ever come to kiss Yang Wuhui's feet?

Thinking of this, Salas left the place in a huff without looking back.

Seeing this, Xue Qinghe and his party walked inside.

"What is going on today? There are really so many people coming to visit!"

Seeing yet more people arriving, Yang Wuhui couldn't help but sigh.

However, when he saw who it was, he immediately greeted them warmly: "Oh, isn't this His Highness the Crown Prince? Please, have a seat!"

"Your Excellency, please forgive Qinghe for the intrusion!"

"It's nothing, it's nothing. Ever since we last parted, my Ziyuan has been talking about you quite often!"

Hearing this, a look of joy appeared on Xue Qinghe's face.

At the same time, his favorability toward Yang Ziyuan increased significantly.

"Then why don't I see Brother Ziyuan here?"