Qian Renxue and Ye Lingling's Strange Resonance

"That's right." Xue Qinghe nodded.

"In your son's opinion, Xia Yuan's talent is even greater than Yu Tianheng's from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"Hmm..." Xue Ye pondered for a moment.

"I heard he beat up your imperial brother, Xue Beng?"

"That did happen," Xue Qinghe said. "But it could also be considered my imperial brother's own fault."

"Besides, Brother Xia did not do much to him. He merely taught him a small lesson."

"And because my imperial brother had cleared the area beforehand, there was hardly anyone around. It did not damage the royal family's reputation."

Xue Ye stroked his beard. "Mm. As long as you know what you're doing."

"My second and third sons died young. Only you, Xue Beng, and Xue Ke remain. Though Xue Beng indulges himself in pleasure and is unfit for great responsibility, he is still my child. Fortunately, I have you to share my burdens."

Xue Qinghe smiled faintly. "It is your son's duty."

"Father, your son has one more request."

"What is it?" Xue Ye looked over curiously.

"Father should know that Uncle Xue Xing is quite close to my imperial brother."

"Your son fears that, in a fit of shame and anger, once my imperial brother learns that Brother Xia has entered the academy, he may use Uncle Xue Xing's influence to force Brother Xia out of the academy."

"So..."

Xue Ye looked at Xue Qinghe, considered briefly, then said, "You need not worry about that. I will issue an oral decree to Xue Xing and Xue Beng."

Though he had failed to obtain control over Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Xue Qinghe was not anxious. He cupped his hands in salute. "Then your son will thank Father on Brother Xia's behalf."

"Mm. Go."

Only after returning to the East Palace did Xue Qinghe let out a long breath. He then announced loudly to those outside, "Pass on my order: unless summoned by me, no outsiders are to be received except on urgent business."

Only after hearing the response from outside did Xue Qinghe enter the inner hall.

As light flickered, his body gradually began to change.

Had anyone been present, they would have seen that after merely a flash of white light, Xue Qinghe's entire figure had transformed into that of a woman.

Then, he reached one hand into the front of his robe. With a turn of his wrist, he peeled off a strange mask.

The face that had belonged to Xue Qinghe had now become the incomparably cold and beautiful visage of a woman.

Her features looked as though they had been meticulously painted, her skin whiter than snow. Her phoenix eyes tilted slightly upward, her nose was high and straight, and her crimson lips were pressed together.

Yet a faint frown now rested upon that icy, beautiful face.

"Strange. Why do I always feel that there is something about him that draws me in..."

"His Martial Soul seems to possess a light aura as well. Could that be why?"

"Forget it. If I can't figure it out, I won't think about it."

"In any case, with his talent, he should be able to help me take revenge on Mother... no, on Bibi Dong, and trample her disciple beneath his feet!"

"Mm... I should keep an eye on him when I have time."

Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Xia Yuan had been attending classes here for some time now, and he had indeed made up for much of his theoretical knowledge.

At the same time, he discovered Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and the other members of the Imperial Fighting Team from the original story studying here.

Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan had just recently reached three rings, so they had advanced into the Heaven-Dou Tier student class.

The remaining few had yet to reach three rings, so they remained in the Heaven-Tier student class.

As a transfer student, Xia Yuan happened to be placed in the same class as Ye Lingling and the others.

The Imperial Fighting Team from the original story had not yet fully gathered at this point. They were merely ordinary classmates.

After class, everyone left one after another, preparing to head to the cafeteria.

Just as Xia Yuan was about to leave, someone tugged at him.

"Um..."

Xia Yuan turned around and saw that it was his deskmate, Ye Lingling.

"What is it, Student Ye?" Xia Yuan asked.

Ye Lingling bit her lip, seemingly unsure how to begin.

"I'm sorry. Please tell me what your Martial Soul is. It is very important to me!" Ye Lingling suddenly bowed deeply, only to bump her head into Xia Yuan's chest.

"Ah..." Ye Lingling instinctively covered her head.

"Are you all right?" Xia Yuan had not expected Ye Lingling to hit her head just from bowing. He hurriedly steadied her.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Ye Lingling waved her hands repeatedly. "Sorry, I ran into you."

Xia Yuan said, "It's fine as long as you're all right."

"But why do you want to know my Martial Soul?"

These past few days, he had done nothing but attend class and cultivate. They had not yet had any practical combat classes, so no one else knew what Xia Yuan's Martial Soul was.

Ye Lingling looked at Xia Yuan, then lowered her head again somewhat shyly. "I just feel that your Martial Soul should be very powerful, so I wanted to ask."

Looking at Ye Lingling with her head lowered, Xia Yuan instinctively sensed that this was not her true reason.

But he did not pay much attention to it.

What could knowing his Martial Soul possibly accomplish?

Besides, his Martial Soul would be exposed as soon as he fought, so there was no need to hide it.

"My Martial Soul is mutated Blue Silver Grass."

"Blue Silver Grass?" Ye Lingling raised her head, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Being able to enter the Heaven-Tier student class meant that Xia Yuan possessed at least twenty-fifth-rank Soul Power.

To cultivate a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul past the twenty-fifth rank was far more impressive than her own inherited Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul!

However, she also noticed that Xia Yuan had said mutated Blue Silver Grass.

In truth, Ye Lingling had asked Xia Yuan this because, during the time they had spent as deskmates, she had always felt that something about Xia Yuan was drawing her in.

That was why she had asked what Xia Yuan's Martial Soul was.

But what could mutated Blue Silver Grass possibly have to do with Nine Heart Begonia?

"Maybe I sensed it wrong. Sorry for bothering you!" Ye Lingling bowed to Xia Yuan once more, then ran out.

Like Louis XVI, Xia Yuan was utterly baffled by Ye Lingling's behavior.

Elsewhere.

"Eh? Isn't that Lingling? What's wrong with her?" A girl with short dark-purple hair and green eyes watched Ye Lingling run out while covering her face, looking somewhat puzzled.

The black-haired youth who had hurried after her glanced at Xia Yuan, who was walking out behind them, and said, "That new brat probably bullied her."

The purple-haired girl frowned and looked at the black-haired youth. "Yu Tianheng, why are you following me again?"

Yu Tianheng smiled. "Yanyan, I..."

The purple-haired girl cut him off. "I have a name. It's Dugu Yan."

Ever since entering the Heaven-Dou Tier student class, Yu Tianheng had begun pursuing her.

But Dugu Yan had recently felt somewhat unwell whenever she cultivated her Martial Soul, making her increasingly annoyed by Yu Tianheng's pursuit.

After thinking for a moment, she walked forward.

Watching Dugu Yan leave, Yu Tianheng finally sighed and followed after her.

He was the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Could he really fail to win over a woman?