Yu Tianheng's Provocation, A Battle in the Great Soul Arena? Qian Renxue: Stop Joking, I'm Not Jealous!

Huang Yan patted Shui Bing'er's hand to reassure her, then smiled gently at Dugu Yan:

"Miss Dugu is too kind.

It was merely a small favor, and since Senior Dugu paid the corresponding price, we were simply taking what we each needed.

As for the specific method of detoxification, it does indeed involve sect secrets that are inconvenient to disclose. I ask for Young Master Yu's understanding."

This response was airtight, giving Dugu Yan face while simultaneously delivering a soft yet firm rebuttal to Yu Tianheng's probing.

Yu Tianheng clenched his hands tightly inside his sleeves, yet he could only force a smile onto his face:

"You speak too seriously; it was Tianheng who was abrupt."

Qian Renxue watched this scene quietly from the side, a flicker of amusement flashing in her eyes.

She stepped forward at the opportune moment, playing the role of the gentle Crown Prince, and laughed to smooth things over:

"Haha, very well.

Since the misunderstanding is cleared up, everyone is a friend.

Tianheng, I still have some important matters to discuss with Huang Yan.

If you have nothing else to do, why not accompany Yan Yan for a stroll around the city?"

Hearing "Xue Qinghe" issue the dismissal, Yu Tianheng felt a myriad of frustrations, yet he could only bow and take his leave:

"Understood, Your Highness.

Then we shall not disturb you further.

Yan Yan, let us go."

Yu Tianheng took two steps, only to find the space beside him empty.

He turned back in confusion, only to see Dugu Yan still standing in place.

She was staring at Huang Yan without blinking, her eyes filled with brilliance and curiosity.

This sight caused the anger in Yu Tianheng's heart to surge instantly, nearly burning away his reason.

But looking at the smiling "Xue Qinghe" beside them.

And at Huang Yan and Shui Bing'er, who remained as calm as water and even carried a hint of mockery, Yu Tianheng forcibly suppressed this Evil Fire.

His eyes rolled, and suddenly thinking of his recent achievements, a plan formed in his mind.

Yu Tianheng turned around, a proud smile plastered on his face, and said to Huang Yan with a slightly sarcastic tone:

"Brother Huang Yan, since you have rarely come to Heaven Dou City, there are some places you absolutely cannot miss.

For instance, the Great Soul Arena, which is the favorite place for us young soul masters to spar."

As he spoke, Yu Tianheng puffed out his chest slightly, his tone carrying an unconcealable pride:

"I won't hide it from you, the Imperial Fighting Team I lead has recently defeated strong enemies one after another at the Great Soul Arena, achieving 18 consecutive victories in team battles.

As for myself, I have long since obtained a Gold Soul Fighting Badge in individual matches, with a current record of 36 wins and 2 losses.

I wonder, besides your hard training in Martial Soul Hall, have you ever been to the Great Soul Arena?

Are you interested in heading to the Great Soul Arena tonight, and letting our Imperial Fighting Team host you?"

Hearing this provocation, Shui Bing'er nearly laughed out loud.

A Soul Elder who wasn't even a Soul Ancestor yet was actually showing off his Great Soul Arena record in front of a level 65 Soul Emperor.

And he was even initiating a challenge?

Qian Renxue felt the same, the corners of her mouth curling upward.

She looked at Yu Tianheng as if watching a clown who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.

Huang Yan found it even more laughable.

The so-called pride of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan appeared so childish in the face of an absolute gap in strength.

However, since someone had offered their face to be slapped, he naturally had no reason to back down.

It just so happened that his Dark Sacred Dragon martial soul had yet to make an appearance.

He would use Yu Tianheng as the first sacrifice.

He would announce to the soul master world that the so-called number one beast martial soul of the Douluo Continent was nothing more than a low-grade, crossbred pseudo-dragon!

Huang Yan patted the hand Shui Bing'er had tucked into his arm, looked at Yu Tianheng, and said with a half-smile:

"Oh?

18 consecutive victories—that is indeed a decent record.

Since Young Master Yu is so warmly inviting, if I were to refuse, wouldn't that dampen the spirits of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?

Very well, I shall arrive on time tonight."

Seeing Huang Yan accept, a cold sneer flashed in Yu Tianheng's eyes as his scheme succeeded, and he said proudly:

"Good!"

"Then I shall await your arrival at the Great Soul Arena in Heaven Dou City tonight, Brother Huang Yan. Yan Yan, let us go."

This time, although Dugu Yan felt full of gratitude toward Huang Yan, she also felt that a friendly spar between two young soul masters was nothing to worry about.

She bowed slightly to Huang Yan and Shui Bing'er, then followed Yu Tianheng as they departed.

Watching their retreating figures, Qian Renxue finally couldn't help but chuckle, shaking her head as she remarked:

"Truly, ignorance is fearless. A level 39 Soul Elder actually daring to provoke a level 65 Soul Emperor—I have certainly seen something new today."

Shui Bing'er also withdrew her icy gaze, turning to look at Huang Yan with a gentle smile:

"Brother Yan, that look of amusement you had earlier really infuriated that young master Yu. But, do you really intend to fight at the Great Soul Arena tonight?"

The corners of Huang Yan's mouth curled up slightly as he said indifferently:

"Since he has offered his face to be slapped, would it not be a disservice to his reputation as one of the 'Twin Stars of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon' if I didn't step on it? Besides, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has boasted of being the 'Number One Beast Martial Soul under Heaven' for far too long; it is time they learned what a true divine dragon is."

In this current era, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is indeed the premier dragon-type martial soul.

But that is only because Huang Yan's Dark Sacred Dragon has yet to make its debut!

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes brightened as she took a deep look at Huang Yan:

"It seems that tonight, I shall have the honor of witnessing that second martial soul of yours, which has never been revealed to outsiders."

"Naturally, I will not disappoint you, Sister Xue'er."

Huang Yan smiled faintly.

Upon hearing that "Sister Xue'er," Qian Renxue felt a slight tremor in her heart, though she quickly returned to her composed expression and said warmly to Shui Bing'er:

"Miss Bing'er, the medicinal effects of the ten-thousand-year Cold Marrow and the ten-thousand-year Snow Silkworm are best refined as soon as possible. The secret chamber in the back courtyard is already prepared; you may go into seclusion with peace of mind. I guarantee that no one will disturb you."

Although Shui Bing'er was somewhat reluctant to part from Huang Yan, she knew well that strength was the foundation of one's standing. She turned to look at Huang Yan and whispered:

"Brother Yan, I am going into seclusion now. When you go to the Great Soul Arena tonight, please... be mindful of your actions. After all, this is Heaven Dou City, and he is a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"Rest assured, I know my limits."

Huang Yan patted Shui Bing'er on the shoulder.

"Focus on your cultivation. When you emerge, I will have a surprise for you."

"Mm, I trust you."

Shui Bing'er smiled sweetly, bowed slightly to Qian Renxue, and followed an East Palace maid toward the secret chamber in the back courtyard.

Once Shui Bing'er's figure had completely vanished around the corner, the mask of gentleness on Qian Renxue's face gradually faded, replaced by a teasing, enigmatic expression.

Qian Renxue moved with graceful steps until she stood before Huang Yan, whispering in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Little Sister Bing'er is truly considerate of you; she didn't even forget to nag you before leaving. What is the matter? Are you reluctant to see her go?"

Huang Yan looked at the beauty standing so close and teased:

"What is this, Your Highness? Are you jealous?"

Qian Renxue's pretty face flushed slightly, and she shot Huang Yan a glare:

"Enough with the glib tongue. Let us speak of serious matters. Since Dugu Bo has now completely sided with us, Prince Xue Xing has lost his greatest reliance. We can now accelerate the progress of our plan to seize power."