Qian Renxue Wanted to Kill Yu Xiaogang!

"So smooth..."

Yu Tianheng sat on horseback, his brows tightly furrowed.

They had fought their way back from Silves Kingdom, and their string of victories had made everyone swell with confidence.

Yu Feng hummed a little tune while Osler groomed his nails.

Even the usually steady Shi Brothers were discussing what to eat at the evening celebration banquet.

"This can't go on."

Yu Tianheng tightened his grip on the reins and thought to himself:

We need a truly hard battle to wake them up.

Otherwise, when we reach the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament and face those monsters from Spirit Hall, we'll suffer badly.

Just then, an intelligence report arrived:

"Urgent report from the Heaven Dou Great Soul Fighting Arena! The Shrek Seven Devils who wiped out the Ferocious God Team have also arrived in Heaven Dou City! And they're on a winning streak at the Soul Fighting Arena!"

"What?!"

Dugu Yan's eyes lit up. A dangerous gleam flashed through her emerald snake pupils, and a seductive smile curled across her lips.

"Isn't that convenient? We can show the audience of Heaven Dou City what a truly top-tier team looks like."

Yu Tianheng was equally invigorated.

Battle intent blazed in his eyes as he sharply pulled the reins.

"Good! Full speed ahead! Back to Heaven Dou City! I want to meet these Shrek Seven Devils!"

At the very back of the group—

Their leader, Qin Ming, had remained silent all along.

Yet when he heard the three words "Shrek Academy," his body jolted.

Qin Ming had become a Soul Emperor in his early thirties.

He was also the youngest teacher at Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

But deep in his heart, that rundown Shrek Academy was where he had come from.

The stingy yet fiercely protective Headmaster Flender, the shabby yet warm academy.

"Could the Shrek Seven Devils be the junior brothers and sisters Headmaster has newly recruited?"

An uncontrollable surge of excitement rose within Qin Ming.

If they could wipe out the Ferocious God Team, then this generation of junior brothers and sisters must possess terrifying talent! They might even be several times stronger than we were back then!

A bold idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy may have abundant resources now, with the best Mimicry Cultivation Environment on the continent.

But the noble students inside form cliques, and the atmosphere is terrible. There are far too few true geniuses.

If I can persuade Headmaster to bring these talented junior brothers and sisters—and even Headmaster and the other teachers—into Heaven Dou Royal Academy...

Wouldn't that be like adding wings to a tiger?! We might even be able to contend for the supreme championship of the Spirit Master Tournament!

At that thought, Qin Ming's heart began pounding violently.

Meanwhile, inside the study of the Heaven Dou Empire's Crown Prince's Residence—

A refined, gentle-looking young man was reading the secret report presented by his subordinate with great interest.

It was none other than Qian Renxue, disguised as the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.

"Shrek Seven Devils? Interesting."

Qian Renxue's slender fingers lightly tapped against the tabletop.

The secret report mentioned that this team was extremely young, yet possessed astonishing combat strength.

As an infiltrator, Qian Renxue had an almost pathological obsession with discovering talent.

After all, Spirit Hall's Golden Generation—

Most of them were direct subordinates personally cultivated by that woman, Pope Bibi Dong.

Her relationship with that woman was like fire and water.

Even if she successfully usurped the throne and seized the Heaven Dou Empire in the future—

Without a faction of her own, she still would not be able to contend with that woman.

"Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect..."

Qian Renxue's gaze settled on that name, and a sharp glint flashed in her eyes.

"Ning Fengzhi's treasured daughter—that old fox's darling."

"If I were a man, winning her over would naturally be the best shortcut. What a pity..."

She gave a self-mocking smile.

"Still, that doesn't prevent me from building a good relationship with her."

"Ning Rongrong alone is worth a personal trip to the Great Soul Arena."

As for the others—

Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the like—

Though the reports described them as geniuses, in Qian Renxue's eyes, accustomed as she was to Spirit Hall's monsters, they were merely adequate.

Until her gaze fell upon the list of team leaders.

"Yu Xiaogang?"

Qian Renxue's originally lazy eyes instantly turned ice-cold, carrying even a trace of killing intent.

"Isn't this the useless man that woman always talks about, the one who even leaves her heartsick?"

A cold smile tugged at her lips.

That smile was filled with disdain and disgust.

"I'd like to see what this man, whom that woman cannot forget, is really made of."

"Twenty-ninth-rank Soul Power..."

"Heh. If not for the greater plan, I wouldn't mind making him shut up forever tonight."

"Someone, prepare the carriage. We're going to the Great Soul Arena."

Outside the Heaven Dou Great Soul Fighting Arena—

Qian Renxue's luxurious yet understated Crown Prince carriage had just come to a stop.

At that moment, she happened to encounter the Imperial Fighting Team, who had returned covered in dust from their journey.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

Yu Tianheng and the others hurriedly dismounted and bowed.

At Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Xue Qinghe was not only the Empire's Crown Prince.

He was also their direct superior, possessing immense prestige.

"No need for such formalities. All of you are pillars of the Empire."

Qian Renxue smiled as she helped Yu Tianheng up.

Her spring-breeze warmth made every member of the Imperial Fighting Team feel deeply flattered.

As she led them inside, she casually asked:

"Tianheng, how did your journey go?"

Yu Tianheng was just about to answer.

But Yu Feng beside him could not resist speaking first.

"Your Highness! We slaughtered our way through everyone this time!"

"We won all the way from Suotuo City to Silves! There wasn't a single opponent!"

"Those so-called strong teams were like paper in front of us!"

Yu Tianheng's brows creased slightly as he shot Yu Feng a glare.

Then he reported modestly:

"Your Highness, Yu Feng is exaggerating somewhat. We only happened to win consecutively along the way."

"We came back after hearing that the Shrek Seven Devils who wiped out the Ferocious God Team had arrived. We want to use them as our final touchstone."

"Oh?"

A hint of amusement flashed through Qian Renxue's eyes.

"It seems I arrived at just the right time as well."

"Your Highness, just wait and see!"

Yu Feng patted his chest with complete confidence.

"In a moment, we'll beat those country bumpkins back to their true form and provide you with some entertainment!"

Qian Renxue inwardly laughed.

The Imperial Fighting Team was fairly strong, but their temperaments were still far too impetuous.

Still, that was fine. It would let her see whether the Shrek Seven Devils were truly as extraordinary as rumored.

Under the tremblingly deferential introduction of the Soul Fighting Arena's manager—

Qian Renxue led the Imperial Fighting Team to the Shrek Seven Devils' private lounge.

The moment the door opened, the previously lively lounge fell silent.

"Rongrong!"

Qian Renxue strode forward.

Her face bore just the right amount of surprise, along with a touch of gentle reproach.

"You came to Heaven Dou City, yet you didn't even tell your senior brother?"

"If I hadn't read the secret report, I wouldn't have known you were right under my nose."

The moment Ning Rongrong saw Xue Qinghe, she immediately adopted the manner of a sweet, well-behaved young lady.

The Shrek Seven Devils all stared wide-eyed!

Was this still the little witch?

Ning Rongrong lifted the hem of her skirt and gave a curtsy.

"Senior Brother Qinghe! I wanted to give you a surprise!"

"Besides, we wanted to make a name for ourselves through our own strength first."

"Haha, you really are something."

Qian Renxue shook her head fondly.

Her gaze swept across everyone present.

"I've already heard about it. Five consecutive victories."

"The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda truly lives up to its reputation. It is indeed the continent's number one support Martial Soul."

Those words made Ning Rongrong proudly lift her chest.

But Dugu Yan, standing behind Qian Renxue, looked somewhat displeased.

She coldly glanced at Ye Lingling behind her and thought to herself:

What number one support? The number one support is the Nine Heart Begonia!

"By the way, won't you introduce your friends to me?"

Qian Renxue asked with a smile.

Ning Rongrong immediately began introducing them enthusiastically.

"This is our captain, Dai Mubai. This is Tang San, this is Xiao Wu..."

Finally, she pointed to the two men sitting in the corner drinking tea.

"This is our Headmaster, Flender!"

"This is Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang!"

"Yu Xiaogang..."

The smile on Qian Renxue's face did not change in the slightest. If anything, it became even brighter.

Yet the hand hidden within her sleeve suddenly clenched tight.

So this was that useless man?

He looked like a braised egg, had pitifully low Soul Power, and wore the miserable expression of a corpse with a grudge.

What exactly did that woman see in him? Was she blind?