Heaven Dou Empire's First Prince Xue Qinghe, Angelic Resonance

What kind of medicine is Xue Qinghe selling in his gourd?

Ye Qingzhou did not understand.

In his impression, he did not seem to have appeared directly in front of Xue Qinghe.

Except for occasionally reaching his ears in the capacity of his grandfather's grandson.

But that shouldn't amount to much.

Seeing the confusion in Ye Qingzhou's eyes, Ye Shuyuan spoke up: "Why don't you go and see for yourself?"

Putting the invitation and pass in his hand into his pocket, Ye Qingzhou hesitated and said: "This... alright then."

One does not visit the Hall of Three Treasures without a reason.

He was actually a bit curious about what Xue Qinghe wanted him for.

It couldn't possibly be that he wanted to kidnap him to force his grandfather to join the Heaven Dou Empire's camp, could it?

It should...

Not go that far, right...

Could it be because of Qian Renxue and the Angel Legion...

Leaving the Ye Family Clinic.

Ye Qingzhou headed toward the Crown Prince Mansion of the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Looking at the Crown Prince Mansion, which was countless times larger than his own Ye Family Clinic, Ye Qingzhou was dumbfounded.

"It really is huge..."

Arriving before the soldiers guarding the two sides of the Crown Prince Mansion, Ye Qingzhou handed Xue Qinghe's invitation and pass to them.

After carefully examining them, the two soldiers guarding the gate finally let Ye Qingzhou pass.

Entering the Crown Prince Mansion.

With the help of a palace maid, Ye Qingzhou found Xue Qinghe's room.

Knock, knock, knock.

He knocked on the door three times, and Xue Qinghe's voice came from inside.

"Enter."

Hearing this, Ye Qingzhou pushed the door handle and pushed the door open to enter.

Upon entering Xue Qinghe's study, he closed the door behind him.

He looked curiously at Xue Qinghe, who was busy with affairs at the desk:

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, you were looking for me?"

"Mm." The pen in Xue Qinghe's hand stopped moving, and he looked up at Ye Qingzhou, "I have something to discuss with you."

The moment he saw Ye Qingzhou, Xue Qinghe was slightly stunned.

So this is Deputy Captain Luo's son?

He truly looks seven parts similar to Deputy Captain Luo, the bearing of an old friend, and his talent is quite good as well.

Xue Qinghe—no, to be precise, the Deputy Captain Luo in Qian Renxue's heart—was Luo Feng, the deputy captain of the Angel Legion, who had also come here some time ago.

He stretched out a finger and pointed to the chair not far from the desk, signaling for Ye Qingzhou to sit: "Sit, no need to be nervous; just treat this as a conversation between friends."

Ye Qingzhou walked step by step, observing Xue Qinghe's expression with every glance.

But...

Xue Qinghe was calm from beginning to end, without a single ripple.

Watching Ye Qingzhou sit on the edge of the chair, Xue Qinghe smiled and said: "Your name is Ye Qingzhou, right?"

"I didn't call you here for anything else, but to ask you about one thing."

"Regarding your father."

"Father?" The word "father" left Ye Qingzhou deeply puzzled. How did this Xue Qinghe know that Luo Feng had come to their clinic some time ago?

How is this Qian Renxue not even bothering to act anymore?

Xue Qinghe nodded and said: "Yes, that's right, your father's affairs."

Ye Qingzhou tentatively asked: "Your Highness the First Prince, you seem to be overstepping your bounds a bit, don't you think?"

"What, can the First Prince interfere in other people's family affairs at will, and even dwell on someone who is no different from a dead man?"

Pfft.

Xue Qinghe laughed out loud.

This child, how could he be so outspoken; if Deputy Captain Luo heard this, he would probably be furious.

However, it was what he deserved.

She, Qian Renxue, and Luo Feng, the deputy captain of the Angel Legion, were old acquaintances.

He had been taken care of by him quite a bit when he was a child.

He shook his head: "I will not interfere with your family matters at will."

"I heard that members of the Martial Soul Hall Angel Legion appeared at the Ye Family Clinic some time ago. Was that person your father?"

Ye Qingzhou spread his hands, his tone indifferent: "Yes, so what if it was him? If Your Highness the Crown Prince wants to capture him to extract intelligence from Martial Soul Hall, then you are a step too late; he left long ago."

"I do not suggest using the fact that I am his son to trick him into coming here so you can capture him."

Xue Qinghe remained silent, merely suppressing a chuckle.

Filial, truly filial.

Stifling the laughter within, Xue Qinghe continued to ask: "What is your initial impression of him?"

Ye Qingzhou shook his head, wondering what on earth Xue Qinghe was up to.

"No impression, other than the fact that he has a handsome face just like mine."

A mix of filial piety and narcissism.

It seemed he wouldn't be able to get anything else out of Ye Qingzhou.

This child's talent was quite high, and his temperament was decent.

If he were allowed to continue developing, he would likely become an even more powerful support-type Titled Douluo than his grandfather.

If only he could be brought into his camp.

However, the dispute between father and son would have to be resolved first.

Xue Qinghe looked at Ye Qingzhou with a scrutinizing gaze.

He wanted to get to the bottom of things regarding the child before him.

But for some reason, his vision was obscured by a layer of mist, and his soul power was blocked.

With the blessing of the power of the God King, Ye Qingzhou clearly sensed the soul power fluctuations that Xue Qinghe had been emitting.

This wave of soul power tentatively circled around him, but showed no intention of intruding.

Besides Xue Qinghe, he felt as though another pair of eyes in the room was observing him.

That person was, in all likelihood, Qian Renxue's guardian, Snake Lance Douluo.

Since that was the case, Qian Renxue, why not give you a surprise?

Up until now, he had not revealed his Martial Soul to the outside world; his father's Martial Soul was the Prayer Angel, and his mother's was the Nine Heart Begonia.

Based on Xue Qinghe's intellect, he would likely narrow it down to one of the two.

Moreover, even if he exposed the Prayer Angel Martial Soul, it wouldn't matter; his father was a deputy captain of the Angel Legion, and judging by Xue Qinghe's tone, the two were likely very familiar with each other.

As his words fell, a pure white soul power was released from Ye Qingzhou's body.

This was the soul power fluctuation of the Prayer Angel, tainted with the divine power of the Goddess of Life.

Its quality had long since surpassed the Six-Winged Angel possessed by Qian Renxue.

The soul power of the Prayer Angel permeated Xue Qinghe's study, tugging at the Six-Winged Angel soul power within Xue Qinghe's body.

Hm?

Xue Qinghe noticed the anomaly within himself at that very moment.

It felt as if something within his body was about to surge forth.

Another power was resonating with his own Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

His pupils constricted, and he looked at Ye Qingzhou before him in disbelief.

Snake Lance Douluo, hiding in the shadows, naturally discovered the anomaly, but he could not reveal himself.

At the very least, he could not act rashly without Xue Qinghe's permission.

Ye Qingzhou looked at Xue Qinghe and said with a smile: "I didn't expect my Prayer Angel to resonate with Your Highness's Swan Martial Soul. How curious."

Xue Qinghe naturally understood Ye Qingzhou's implication, but he continued to feign ignorance.

"The world is full of wonders, and there are many strange things in this world. Besides, the Swan Martial Soul also has connections to light and holy attributes; it is possible for them to resonate if the quality is the same."

The Swan Martial Soul was the inherited Martial Soul of the Heaven Dou Empire's imperial family, a support-type.

To this day, it seemed that the original work had never displayed the soul skills or innate abilities of the Swan Martial Soul.