Replication... This Trial is Too Difficult! A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring! This is truly too cru...

"Ah? Alright!"

Qian Renxue took out the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot from her storage Soul Tool with a hint of confusion.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's soul form also drifted unsteadily out from above her head, standing in mid-air with his hands behind his back.

Having integrated the Soul Imprints of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings, the two immortal herbs already possessed rudimentary intelligence.

Upon sensing Ling Xiao's aura, The leaves immediately began to stretch and shiver, appearing both joyful and fearful.

Ling Xiao pointed a finger at the two potted immortal herbs, and the seals upon them loosened slightly.

Before that intensely cold and hot aura could fully dissipate, He waved his hand, And two streams of air, one red and one blue, were drawn out from between the leaves, intertwining and weaving in mid-air until they condensed into a grey, humanoid silhouette in the blink of an eye.

"Hiss--"

Qian Renxue suddenly felt a slight stinging sensation on the top of her head.

She saw a long, slightly curled golden hair appear in Ling Xiao's hand out of nowhere.

He blew gently on the hair, and the strand drifted toward the grey silhouette.

Qian Renxue rubbed her head, Her brows furrowed, wondering what her teacher was up to this time.

The next second, The light around the silhouette shifted, and it actually transformed into the appearance of Xue Qinghe.

Moreover, compared to the previous immobile mannequin, This "Xue Qinghe" clearly possessed much more spirit, With eyes and expressions that were vivid and lifelike!

"Remember, you are Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire!"

Ling Xiao said to the silhouette.

"I am Xue Qinghe... the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire!"

The substitute actually spoke in response, its tone and pitch identical to Qian Renxue's, Even the gentle smile at the corners of its eyes was replicated with perfect precision!

"This... Teacher, what is going on?"

Qian Renxue widened her eyes, her scalp tingling in shock, "A single hair of mine... has it become a sentient being?"

She had thought it would just be a more sophisticated version of his previous methods, She never expected it to be able to speak!

And its expressions were exactly like hers; it was truly terrifying!

"Just a minor trick!"

Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, his tone nonchalant, "The one that truly possesses intelligence is not it, but those two immortal herbs that have fused with the Soul Imprints of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings!"

Hearing this, Qian Renxue looked at the two immortal herbs with a sudden sense of sympathy.

These two Dragon Kings...

First, they were stuffed into immortal herbs, and now they were being turned into tools!

It was truly cruel... oh no, it was making the best use of everything!

"After some time, when their intelligence matures further, they will be able to completely replace you in handling daily affairs!"

"You should focus your mind on cultivation!"

Ling Xiao's tone carried a hint of dissatisfaction, "You already possess the identity of the Heaven Dou Crown Prince; stop wasting your time on that pile of trivial matters within the Heaven Dou Empire in the future."

"As long as you break through to become a Title Douluo, taking the entire empire will be as easy as reaching into your pocket to take something!"

He could see that Qian Renxue seemed to have become addicted to the job of "Crown Prince."

Wasting such great talent on power struggles was completely discarding the watermelon to pick up the sesame seeds!

"Teacher is right; this disciple will strictly follow your teachings!"

Qian Renxue looked at the "Xue Qinghe," whose eyes still appeared somewhat dazed, with a complex expression.

She was not greedy for power.

During those past days, when her cultivation had made no progress, With her inner anxiety having nowhere to vent, she could only pour her energy into the Crown Prince's administrative affairs and the struggle for power.

She used these things to numb herself, to prove that she was still useful... still of value!

But now, things were different.

Although there was some reluctance, she still resolutely chose to let go!

After Ling Xiao gave that body double a few simple "instructions," he took Qian Renxue and left the Crown Prince's Residence, heading in the direction of the Great Soul Arena.

Although it was nearing dawn, Heaven Dou City, one of the greatest metropolises on the continent, showed no signs of quieting down.

The commercial center in the south of the city was brightly lit, with various shops lined up row upon row along the spacious streets.

The blend of Eastern and Western architectural styles shimmered under the glow of Soul Tool streetlights, illuminating the entire avenue as if it were broad daylight.

The cries of small vendors rose and fell, and a bustling crowd wove endlessly through the lights.

As Ling Xiao walked down the street, that long-lost sense of human vitality made him feel, in a trance, as if he had returned to his past life.

It left him silent for quite a while!

This was also the first time Qian Renxue had felt the atmosphere of the common folk from such a close distance.

In the past, whether as the Young Mistress of Martial Soul Hall or the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou, she had only ever seen layers of guards and a group of actors "performing realistically."

But now, having set aside all her burdens, she watched those vivid, living faces up close and felt the joys and sorrows of the crowd.

It was a completely different feeling!

Despite being one of the most noble people in this world, she felt like a country bumpkin entering the city for the first time.

Everything looked fresh to her, and she wanted to walk up to everything to take a closer look!

Although she was still disguised as a man and dressed in simpler attire, her pure and ethereal temperament still caused many women to glance back at her repeatedly, their eyes filled with affection...

"Alright, there will be plenty of time for shopping later. Let's get down to business!"

Watching her behavior, Ling Xiao shook his head.

Sure enough, women in every world were the same; they all loved to shop.

The Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena was located in the heart of the most prosperous commercial street, covering an area of several million square meters.

Looking at it from afar, it resembled a rhinoceros horn turned upside down, piercing the firmament.

It was pointed at the top and round at the bottom, with an imposing, tilted arc that exuded an air of dominance.

As soon as Qian Renxue walked through the main gate, two receptionists dressed in sexy attire walked up to her with beaming smiles.

"Sir, are you here to watch the matches or to participate?"

Perhaps sensing the unique temperament Qian Renxue possessed, the two receptionists were even more enthusiastic than they were with other guests.

They didn't notice Ling Xiao standing to the side at all.

"To participate. This is my first time competing, so please take me to register first," Qian Renxue said.

Although she had participated in soul duels before, she had to register again to avoid exposing her identity.

"Very well, please follow me this way; I will take you to the registration desk."

Although the receptionist felt that "soul dueling" was completely at odds with the delicate-looking youth before her, she still politely led her toward the registration area.

"Name?"

"Fei Xue."

"Martial Soul?"

"Flying Snow Goose."

"Soul Power Level?"

"Thirty-nine."

No one inspected her Martial Soul; after paying the ten Gold Soul Coin registration fee and completing the Soul Power Level test, Qian Renxue received an iron badge of her own.

"Teacher, what's next?"

Qian Renxue looked toward Ling Xiao, who was watching the battles in the Soul Arena with great interest.

"Next—"

Ling Xiao's lips curled upward slightly.

"Naturally, it's a Wager Match! Let's start the stakes... at 100,000 Gold Soul Coins!"

Soul Arena battles are divided into three types: Sparring Matches, Death Matches, and Wager Matches.

Sparring Matches are intended for friendly exchange and earning arena prize money.

Death Matches are no-holds-barred fights to the death.

Wager Matches involve both parties agreeing on a stake, with the Soul Arena acting as guarantor, and the winner taking the entire pot.

Once such a high stake was posted, challengers would surely swarm in.

Qian Renxue felt no ripples of emotion regarding this.

Even if she had been lax in her cultivation, she was still a powerhouse at the Soul King level; fighting a Soul Elder was truly a case of the strong bullying the weak.

Moreover, in terms of effectiveness, it served little purpose.

She did not understand what Ling Xiao was thinking.

But before she could be happy for too long, Ling Xiao's next sentence nearly caused her to break down on the spot.

"You are not allowed to use your Martial Soul or Soul Skills."

"This includes the cultivation methods and combat techniques I taught you."

"You must rely solely on your own combat skills to win."

"What?"

Qian Renxue gasped, staring at Ling Xiao with a face full of disbelief.

"How is that possible?!"

One had to know that ninety-nine percent of a Soul Master's combat power lay in their Martial Soul and Soul Skills.

To cut both of those away entirely—

How was that any different from severing one's own limbs?

Even if she had once stood at a higher realm and seen the scenery from the heights, this was nothing short of a fantasy!

If she still possessed the physique of her former Soul King realm, there might have been a glimmer of hope.

But now, having long lacked the nourishment of soul power, her physical fitness was only a sliver better than others at the same level; how was she supposed to fight?

"As long as you can win ten consecutive matches, I will help you recover to the next minor realm."

"Win another ten in a row, and you can recover your previous cultivation."

The excitement on Qian Renxue's face surfaced for only an instant before sinking back down.

The temptation of recovering her cultivation was great enough, but...

"If you can then win another ten matches at the Soul King realm,"

Ling Xiao paused, his lips curling slightly as he slowly delivered the final, heavy blow, "I will assist you in breaking through to Soul Emperor, and... I will find a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring for you!"

"How about it?"

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring?!

Qian Renxue was stunned by such a massive offer.

She opened her mouth, finding herself momentarily unable to speak.