Ning Rongrong

Qian Renxue returned to the East Palace, thinking of Emperor Xue Ye's words belittling Qin Yuan. She was so angry that she smashed the desk she was working at, scattering things everywhere.

"This old geezer is asking for death! He's belittled my Xiao Yuan like this several times, I'll kill him tomorrow!!"

Qian Renxue's chest heaved violently, her face full of rage, as if Emperor Xue Ye had committed an unforgivable sin.

"Miss, you mustn't!" Just then, two figures appeared in the room like ghosts, rushing forward to dissuade her:

"How can you let the Martial Soul Hall's years of planning go to waste for a moment of anger!"

"Miss, your foundation is not yet completely stable, Emperor Xue Ye cannot die yet..."

Porcupinefish Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo persuaded her earnestly.

It took all their strength to barely calm Qian Renxue, who had lost her reason in her anger.

"Let that damned old geezer live a few more years, I will personally slaughter him sooner or later to vent my hatred!"

Qian Renxue said through gritted teeth.

Emperor Xue Ye had clearly shown disgust and belittled Qin Yuan, but it was as if she herself was the direct victim.

After a long while, having calmed her hateful emotions, she turned to Porcupinefish Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo:

"You both know about Ling Tian, right?"

Porcupinefish Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo nodded.

"Your next mission is to find Ling Tian. I want to personally recruit him! Make him loyal to me, not to the Heaven Dou Imperial Family and... that woman!"

Qian Renxue said with a serious and commanding tone.

Porcupinefish Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo exchanged a glance, nodded earnestly, and their figures vanished into thin air like ghosts once more.

After they left, Qian Renxue was alone in the room. She walked to the door, looked in the direction of Qin Yuan, her gaze deep, her voice faint yet resolute:

"Xiao Yuan, as long as I'm here, even if you can't become a powerful soul master in this life, I won't let you suffer the slightest grievance."

As she spoke, her tone suddenly became incredibly gentle:

"It's almost time, Xiao Yuan, wait for me a few more years, and then no one on the continent will be able to bully you..."

Qin Yuan sat in the courtyard, lost in thought.

What exactly was the Sword Heart?

He had recently sparred with several sword masters and gained some insights, but he had no clue about the elusive Sword Heart.

It was simply because there wasn't a single swordsman in the entire Heaven Dou City who had comprehended the Sword Heart and reached the realm of Sword Master.

He, who was at the half-step Sword Master realm, was already the highest in the Sword Path in Heaven Dou City.

After pondering for a long time without any progress, he decided to stop thinking about it.

"Forget it, Rongrong and the others will be here tomorrow anyway, and Sword Douluo senior will definitely accompany them. I'll ask him then."

Qin Yuan's furrowed brow finally relaxed.

White Butterfly and Red Moon, who stood on either side, beautiful and graceful with voluptuous figures, saw their young master finally stop thinking and immediately stepped forward to serve him.

One massaged his head from behind, while the other massaged his body from the front. Qin Yuan lay on the chair, comfortably closing his eyes slightly, enjoying the intimate service of the two beautiful women.

He had only closed his eyes for a moment when he suddenly remembered something. Closing his eyes, he asked lazily:

"What time is it?"

"Replying to young master, it's already four in the afternoon," White Butterfly said softly, massaging his temples from behind.

"What?! It's already this late!" Qin Yuan's eyes snapped open, and he immediately got up, causing the two beautiful maids to look at each other in confusion.

"You two can go back and rest." Without giving the two beautiful maids an explanation, Qin Yuan quickly left the courtyard, his whereabouts unknown.

The two beauties were left behind, looking at each other.

At the same time, outside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, a luxurious carriage pulled by three white horses slowly stopped before the palace gates.

After stopping, a refined middle-aged man alighted from the carriage.

Behind him followed a beautiful young girl with a noble aura and a slender figure, with long, black hair as lustrous as silk, cascading down to her shapely buttocks.

Swish!

At this moment, a white figure descended from the sky.

The white figure was an old man, dressed in a spotless snow-white robe, with white hair and beard. His silver hair was neatly tied back, and his appearance was ancient, his face as tender as a baby's.

The old man's expression was indifferent, his eyes seeming to see nothing around him. He simply stood there, not speaking.

Yet, just by standing there, he exuded an aura of supreme dominance, as if he were the only one in the world.

"Grandpa Jian," the girl called out, her voice as clear and melodious as a silver bell.

The old man's indifferent expression melted away like snow, replaced by a kind and benevolent smile towards the beautiful young girl: "Rongrong."

The three of them were Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong, the Young Sect Master, and Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who were supposed to arrive tomorrow.

Not long after, Qian Renxue, alerted by a servant, arrived at the palace gates. She greeted the three with the gentle smile of a refined gentleman and escorted them into the imperial palace to meet Emperor Xue Ye.

After meeting Emperor Xue Ye and chatting for a while, Ning Fengzhi and the other two prepared to leave.

Qian Renxue had not forgotten about Qin Yuan. As they walked out of the main hall, she smiled at Ning Fengzhi and said:

"Teacher, how long do you plan to stay? I need to make arrangements."

"Heh heh, I came mainly to discuss some matters with Emperor Xue Ye. We've just finished, and after completing the second matter, I plan to return to the sect."

Ning Fengzhi chuckled upon hearing this.

"Daddy, I haven't even met Brother Yuan yet." Hearing that Ning Fengzhi was leaving so soon, Ning Rongrong, who had agreed to stay for a while, pouted and protested with dissatisfaction.

Qian Renxue's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. Her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and her gentle smile became somewhat unnatural.

Ning Fengzhi seemed not to have heard his daughter's words, merely smiling and saying:

"The second matter is to find Ling Tian and have a talk with him."

As expected, Ning Fengzhi wouldn't miss the chance to recruit such a top-tier prodigy like Ling Tian... Qian Renxue thought, not surprised at all.

However, even she couldn't find Ling Tian right now, so Ning Fengzhi would likely have no luck.

But she wished he would leave quickly! The sooner the better!

Still, before they left, she had to ask Sword Douluo to give her Xiao Yuan some pointers. It seemed her Xiao Yuan's Sword Path had reached a bottleneck, and he was troubled by it.

How could she bear to see Xiao Yuan, whom she had watched grow up, frowning in distress?

Thus, Qian Renxue turned to look at Sword Douluo, who had remained silent, and said with a light laugh:

"Senior Sword Douluo, would you be willing to do me a favor? Afterwards, Qinghe will offer generous compensation."

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo looked puzzled, and Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong also looked curious.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, please speak," Sword Douluo said solemnly. Even though he was a Titled Douluo, he could not be disrespectful to the Crown Prince of a nation.

"This matter is a piece of cake for Senior Sword Douluo," Qian Renxue said with a smile:

"Please give Xiao Yuan some pointers on the Sword Path."