Ning Rongrong!

"This fellow's sea of consciousness is in turmoil. It must be that scene from just a moment ago; he couldn't bear the shock."

Scarlet King recovered instantly, stepping forward to shield Qin Chuan.

Because Qin Chuan had spared a thought for him before dodging the earlier blast, Scarlet King's impression of him had improved, prompting him to offer an explanation.

"Judging by his soul power, he should be a formidable Soul Douluo. If he goes mad now, the damage to the common folk will be catastrophic."

Qin Chuan frowned. The terrifying spectacle of a star-level powerhouse slaying a god and refining the God Realm must have been witnessed by every soul master and expert across the continent with any level of cultivation.

Even if only one or two out of every ten soul masters lost their minds, the result would be horrific; the damage inflicted upon the civilians would be on the scale of a natural disaster.

After weighing his options, he could only sigh, turn to Scarlet King, and plead:

"Senior, I must trouble you to help restore his sanity."

Scarlet King's tone lacked any real gravity, clearly indicating that such a situation was easy to suppress.

Sure enough, Scarlet King glanced at Qin Chuan and said, "For a case like this, one only needs to temporarily suppress his rampaging sea of consciousness."

For an ordinary person, this would be a troublesome affair, but Scarlet King was clearly not in that category. With brutal efficiency, he snatched the Soul Douluo up and suppressed the man's sea of consciousness with a single move.

Scarlet King's methods were simple and crude, yet highly effective; within minutes, the Soul Douluo had recovered.

"Old Senior, I must trouble you for what comes next as well," Qin Chuan said to the now-recovered elder.

There were several other soul masters on the street in similar states of agitation, and even more on neighboring streets—seven or eight in total, a significant number.

Though he couldn't change everything, Qin Chuan was willing to do this small favor, if only to accumulate some merit.

The elder, still shaken, bowed and acknowledged Qin Chuan's request immediately, setting off to help suppress the remaining out-of-control soul masters.

Soon, with the combined efforts of Scarlet King and the elder, all the irrational soul masters in the vicinity were restored to their senses, and the carnage finally ceased.

The battle between gods and demons was soul-stirring, but it was the rioting of the soul masters that had brought tangible harm to the people.

The streets, previously drenched in blood rain, were now a mess, with corpses scattered here and there.

However, none of this concerned Qin Chuan; he trusted that the Heaven Dou Empire, having stood for so long, possessed ample experience in handling such matters.

With all matters, large and small, settled, Qin Chuan and Scarlet King found a hotel to check into, preparing to head to the Sunset Forest tomorrow to search for the final poisonous materials.

Yet, before they could rest for long, some unexpected guests arrived, bearing the will of a noble.

"The Crown Prince? I'm sorry, but I have no interest," Qin Chuan frowned, unwilling to deal with the people of the empire.

After all, the internal affairs of these empires were far too complex, and he didn't want to get dragged into them.

"Young Master, please don't refuse so quickly. His Highness the Crown Prince is sincere in his invitation."

A maid spoke earnestly, her teeth white as pearls, her eyes bright, and her skin fragrant. A faint, elusive smile played on her lips, giving her an approachable air.

"Sorry..."

"Don't be in such a rush to refuse. This Crown Prince likely holds significant power and has access to extensive intelligence; perhaps he knows something about the remaining poisonous materials."

Just as Qin Chuan was about to issue a flat refusal, he heard Scarlet King's secret voice transmission, cutting off his words like a river dammed.

The remaining poisonous materials!

Qin Chuan felt a stir of interest. This sounded promising; although he already had a target in mind, he wasn't certain if that location truly held the materials he needed.

Moreover, the situation on the continent was becoming increasingly complex, and he had little time left; he had to race against the clock.

"Since it is an invitation from His Highness the Crown Prince, I shall not decline," Qin Chuan said, cupping his hands to accept.

"When is His Highness available? If it is urgent, I shall pay my respects tomorrow morning."

"That is wonderful! I wonder if you have time now? If so, His Highness is waiting in the palace."

The maid spoke quickly, though her expression was slightly odd, her gaze lingering on Qin Chuan with a hint of curiosity.

She also felt that His Highness was being far too impatient, as if he couldn't bear to wait even a single second longer.

Even though the actions of Qin Chuan and his companion today had won the hearts of the people, the Crown Prince's enthusiasm still seemed excessive.

But why should she care? Her only task was to bring this young man to the palace.

"This... very well!" Hearing this, Qin Chuan felt the urgency too, but he agreed.

After all, the sooner he found the location of the poisonous materials, the sooner he could set out to find them and refine his medicinal pills.

"Please wait a moment."

After tidying up, Qin Chuan and Scarlet King followed the maid and left. They hadn't even rested for more than three hours since checking in; their seats were barely warm.

Under the maid's arrangements, the two no longer had to travel on foot, instead riding in a carriage and enjoying a moment of comfort.

"Strange engineering—a twisted technological tree!" Qin Chuan couldn't help but mock the world's technology as he looked at the carriage's shock absorbers.

The hotel where Qin Chuan and Scarlet King were staying was quite far from the imperial palace, and after a long wait, they finally arrived.

The architecture was dazzling and magnificent, with towering halls that bore the unique, opulent style of the royalty.

Layer upon layer of imperial guards stood watch, spears in hand; they were all elites, encased in armor, exuding a cold, blood-soaked aura.

After passing through several checkpoints, Qin Chuan and his companion were led by the maid through winding paths until they finally reached a side hall.

"Your Highness, they have arrived."

"Please, come in!"

After waiting for a moment at the palace entrance, the maid went inside to announce them, returning just seconds later to invite the two of them in.

Qin Chuan did not hesitate, stepping directly inside, with Scarlet King following close behind.

"It's you!"

Upon entering the palace, a mischievous face immediately caught Qin Chuan's eyes.

Qin Chuan was somewhat surprised; he had not expected to run into this person here at all.

"Hello there, we meet again!" Ning Rongrong waved happily.