Intensifying for Emperor Xue Ye

Mu Cheng heard this name, and it felt as though she had some impression of it.

Her grandfather seemed to have mentioned once that the Chairman had loved a woman, though they eventually parted ways due to conflicting ideologies.

That woman's talent was exceptionally high; she was the most outstanding genius girl the Heaven Dou royal family had seen in a thousand years.

At only twenty-five, she was already a six-ring Soul Emperor.

In that era, cultivation conditions were not as good as they are now, and the construction of Mimicry Training Grounds was not very advanced.

"Chairman, are you saying that she was the one who acted, and the former Heaven Dou Emperor was the mastermind?"

"Correct."

Qian Yufeng nodded and continued, "She and I were locked in a struggle of wits and strength for a lifetime; the only miscalculation I made was regarding your father."

"Your father was also someone I personally cultivated, so they set their sights on him."

"Of course, I took my revenge. The previous Heaven Dou Emperor did not die of illness."

Upon hearing this, Mu Cheng looked at Qian Yufeng in shock.

No way, you even dare to assassinate an emperor of a nation—is there anything you wouldn't dare to do?!

But she quickly regained her composure, realizing that Qian Yufeng truly had the capability to do things ordinary people wouldn't dare to imagine.

With the forces he held in his hands, if he were willing, he could completely build another Spirit Hall.

"Then, what about this woman?" Mu Cheng asked.

"She passed away. I stepped into Heaven Dou City just to see her one last time."

"No matter how much of a genius one is, one cannot defeat time in the end."

Qian Yufeng said with a calm expression.

The culprit behind her father's death was gone.

Mu Cheng felt a weight lift from her shoulders; the grievances involving the previous generation had simply vanished into thin air.

"Little Orange, you have been unable to step into level ninety because of the truth behind this matter."

"Now that everything is clear, I hope you can look forward, surpass your father, and comfort his spirit in heaven."

Qian Yufeng knew a thing or two about why Mu Cheng was stuck at level eighty-nine.

State of mind was a key factor in determining whether a soul master could cross from level eighty-nine to level ninety.

Mu Cheng was only thirty-eight, considered a young person in the soul master world; this soul power level could be said to be even more formidable than the Clear Sky Douluo of the original story.

The Clear Sky Douluo hadn't reached her level of soul power at forty-four, and it was only because of A Yin's sacrifice that he managed to elevate his strength to a Title Douluo.

In this era, cultivation methods were scarce. Some people lacked guidance and took detours, which led to their inability to break through to higher realms.

Some might ask, "Oh, the soul core cultivation method of the second era is so powerful, why don't you study that?!"

Do keep in mind that it is the second era; that is a time ten thousand years later—how can it compare to the present?!

Many soul guidance devices in this era were still being unearthed from ruins.

If he hadn't been secretly pushing the development of soul guidance devices, how could there be storage soul guidance devices capable of holding living creatures?

The soul core cultivation method was no different from creating a new technique; the difficulty was immense.

It would be like asking a primitive man to build a machine tool with his bare hands—that simply wouldn't work!

The system was now officially enabled, and he had already obtained the method to contract a Soul Spirit, which was already heaven-defying.

The ongoing mission was for the Snow Empress to become a god; once she refined the Ice God's inheritance, he would obtain the method for crafting Battle Armor.

Improving his strength would be as easy as turning over his hand!

In terms of cultivation, creating something new was extremely difficult.

He was also researching the soul core cultivation method, but progress was very slow; otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to wait for the system to release a mission—he would already be a Title Douluo.

Mu Cheng looked at Qian Yufeng, rose from her seat, and kowtowed to him three times.

"Chairman, thank you for telling me all of this. In the future, I will work hard on my cultivation."

"I will not only become a Title Douluo, but I will also go even further on the path of a Title Douluo!"

Mu Cheng's tone was firm, and she regained her former confident demeanor.

"What are you doing? Get up. Now that your mental block is resolved, just focus on doing your own work."

"Your grandfather is retired at home, and he is your most solid backing. Just don't let down his expectations of you."

Qian Yufeng raised his hand, using a method of soul power manipulation to help her up.

Mu Cheng hadn't expected the Chairman's soul power control to reach such a level—it was even stronger than her grandfather's!

"Tianyong City's attempt at autonomy didn't succeed back then because Xue Yao was suppressing it, but now we can execute this plan!"

"Remember, once people from Heaven Dou City arrive, immediately dispatch five Soul Douluos and three Title Douluos."

"I believe that under the deterrence of this force, Emperor Xue Ye will certainly approve the autonomy of Tianyong City."

Qian Yufeng also revealed his next step in the plan; he hadn't acted against the Heaven Dou Empire back then only out of respect for Xue Yao.

Tianyong City was a piece of fat meat, and those nobles and royals were drooling over it.

Xue Yao was well aware that the master of this city was Qian Yufeng, who strictly forbade any member of the royal family from encroaching upon it.

The nobles had also been given strict orders; those who weren't afraid of death could go ahead and try.

All of this, however, only intensified the conflict between her and both sides.

Emperor Xue Ye understood very little of the mystery behind this, but he could not withstand the constant whispering in his ear.

Thus, he invoked the Emperor's Decree, using Xue Yao's advanced age as a pretext, and resolved to replace the head of the secret guard organization.

Replacing her meant that the countdown to her life had begun.

As a member of the royal family, she could only comply with this rule.

Emperor Xue Ye did not yet realize what a favorable situation he was burying.

The greed of those nobles could not be curbed by ordinary means.

Although Mu Cheng did not fully understand the ins and outs of the situation, she said, "President, rest assured, we will carry out your arrangements faithfully. As for the annual tax revenue from Tianyong City..."

"Since I govern it autonomously, I will naturally pay what I see fit. Just give them one-tenth of the previous amount; it will be a gesture of respect to the Heaven Dou Imperial Family."

"Now is not yet the time to completely tear off the mask. It is also time to let this Emperor Xue Ye know what it means to be unable to control everything!"

Qian Yufeng smiled slightly, as if he were setting a simple test for a junior.

However, although Emperor Xue Ye was slightly better than his father, he was still blind.

He could not distinguish between the big and small kings, so it was time for his Heaven Dou Empire to enter its final stage.

Seeing such things happen, the kingdoms and duchies under his rule would surely harbor different intentions toward the Heaven Dou Imperial Family.

Afterward, Qian Yufeng provided guidance on some of the finer details.

Mu Cheng prepared a sumptuous lunch for them, all cooked by her own hands.

She also had a nickname: the Genius Girl Chef.

Unfortunately, she had not cooked since her father passed away.

Qian Yufeng felt gratified; this little Orange was the version he remembered so well.

Furthermore, regarding the Heaven Dou Empire, Qian Yufeng naturally had to let them know what a sense of crisis felt like.

One lives in adversity and dies in comfort; he did not want the game to end so soon.

He wanted the Heaven Dou Empire to watch as it slowly fell apart in the midst of that despair, right before the eyes of the royal family.

Let these selfish, self-interested fellows off the hook? How could that be possible?!

He, Qian, was not the type to eat beef—to be a pushover—when it came to certain things!