Porcupinefish Douluo Gritted His Teeth in Jealousy—Why Was the Gap Between Grandsons So Huge?

Night fell like ink, shrouding the majestic and sprawling Heaven Dou City.

Several strands of golden light concealed all traces of their presence as they lightly passed over the Crown Prince's Residence's densely packed sentries, both open and hidden, and silently descended into the most secluded inner courtyard at its core.

Qian Renxue still held She Xian in her arms.

Having raced all the way back from the Star Dou Great Forest, she could not bring herself to put the boy down.

She Xian's little face rested against her chest, surrounded by softness, fragrance, and warmth.

He behaved himself well enough, naturally looping both arms around Qian Renxue's slender neck.

Every so often, he would nuzzle around to find a more comfortable position, making Qian Renxue's delicate body subtly tense.

"Hubby... if you keep rubbing against her, this servant is really going to get jealous."

Little White muttered softly in his mind.

Medusa Queen snorted coldly. "At such a young age, he is already showing humanity's vile nature. Hopeless."

She Xian replied righteously in his heart, "This is called a deep bond between master and disciple. What do you two know?"

The moment the two returned to the Crown Prince's Residence, the shadows in the room twisted out of thin air.

They then transformed into two black-robed figures, who bowed deeply.

"Your subordinate, She Long, greets the Young Master!"

"Your subordinate, Ci Xue, welcomes the Young Master back to the residence!"

Snake Spear Douluo She Long and Porcupinefish Douluo Ci Xue hurriedly saluted.

However,

when She Long raised his eyes and saw the scene before him,

his old face immediately twitched violently, and his eyelids began jumping madly!

His noble and aloof Young Master, who had always kept an absolute distance from the opposite sex, was actually holding his own grandson in her arms?

She Long sucked in a breath, and stormy waves surged through his heart!

His little bastard grandson had only gone out with the Young Master once. How had he ended up burrowing straight into her arms?

As expected of my own grandson! His ability to live off a woman while keeping his pride intact is even fiercer than my spear training was back then!

She Long praised his grandson to the heavens in his heart.

Yet he forcibly suppressed the wild delight and pride on his old face.

Standing beside him, Ci Xue looked back and forth between She Long and She Xian with a strange expression.

He muttered quietly, "Old Snakehead, what kind of love potion did your grandson drink? The Young Master actually carried him back personally?"

She Long smugly raised his brows and deliberately raised his voice.

"Ahem... Young Master, this old man dares to ask: did Xian'er's hunt for his first soul ring go smoothly?"

When he asked that question, his little scheme was practically spilling out of his eyes.

He had deliberately asked in front of his old friend, Ci Xue!

Although he did not believe She Xian could truly absorb a thousand-year soul ring, as long as his first ring was a top-tier hundred-year ring of around four hundred years, it would be enough for him to show off fiercely before Ci Xue!

Ci Xue curled his lips and interjected irritably, "Old Snakehead, give it a rest."

"A six-year-old child's first soul ring can at most be a little over four hundred years."

"Don't tell me you really expect him to bring back a thousand-year black ring? Look at you, acting like you've never seen the world!"

When She Long had told Ci Xue about this matter before, Ci Xue had mocked him for his wishful thinking.

Qian Renxue lowered her head and glanced at She Xian in her arms.

A mysterious and captivating curve lifted slightly at the corner of her lips.

She said nothing more.

She merely gave She Xian a slight nod, her gaze granting permission.

She Xian understood.

He flashed a brilliant set of white teeth.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Ci Xue, please excuse my poor display."

She Xian slipped down from Qian Renxue's arms.

Buzz!

A heavy pulse rippled through the air!

Behind him, the phantom of a long white snake suddenly emerged. Its entire body was snow-white, and its scales gleamed like flawless mutton-fat jade!

The next moment,

a blindingly bright ring erupted from beneath She Xian's feet, slowly pulsing around his body!

Its color was noble, profound, and violent—an incomparably pure dark purple!

It was the purple soul ring that represented a thousand-year soul beast.

Dazzling purple light flickered.

Boom!

This scene was like a bolt from the blue, instantly exploding in the minds of She Long and Ci Xue!

She Long froze on the spot, his eyeballs nearly popping out of their sockets!

"Pur... purple?!"

She Long's voice completely cracked, turning shrill like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He knew She Xian had previously boasted about making a thousand-year soul ring his first ring.

But he had always assumed that was merely the wild nonsense of a child who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

The theories of the soul master world stated it clearly: the limit for a first soul ring was four hundred and twenty-three years!

Exceed that limit, and the only result would be damaged foundations—or even an exploding body and death.

Yet now, a genuine thousand-year first ring was right before his eyes!

This was not merely breaking the basic theories of soul masters.

It was grinding the understanding of every soul master on the Douluo Continent over the past thousand years beneath its feet!

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Ci Xue was completely dumbfounded.

He fiercely rubbed his eyes.

He even pinched his thigh hard enough to cry out in pain.

"Old Snakehead... did this old man suffer a cultivation backlash and start hallucinating?"

"Your grandson's first soul ring is a thousand years old?"

Ci Xue looked at the endlessly pulsing purple ring.

Then he looked at She Xian's calm expression.

His entire face began turning green with jealousy and twisting out of shape at a visible rate!

Why?

They were both Title Douluos.

Why did She Long's grandson have twin martial souls, innate full soul power, and even a purple first soul ring?

That disappointing grandson of his had awakened with only rank-five innate soul power at six.

His first soul ring had been some lousy yellow ring barely over two hundred years.

Without comparison, there would be no harm!

Ci Xue's heart was drowning in sour jealousy.

It was as though he had swallowed ten pounds of aged vinegar in one gulp. He was nearly grinding his back teeth to pieces!

Seeing Ci Xue's dazed, despondent look, so jealous he seemed to be bubbling with it,

She Long felt a wave of satisfaction surge from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!

"Hahaha! Did you see that, Old Thornhead?!"

She Long resisted the urge to throw back his head and laugh, raising his chin high.

"My grandson is an unrivaled genius, the first in the history of the Douluo Continent to possess a thousand-year soul ring as his very first ring!"

Qian Renxue shook her head almost imperceptibly and raised a hand to signal She Xian to withdraw his soul ring.

She Xian obeyed.

Qian Renxue's expression turned cold, and the supreme authority of one in a high position instantly blanketed the entire area.

"Snake Spear, Ci Xue."

"Your subordinates are here!"

The two immediately wiped away their playful expressions and solemnly dropped to one knee.

"Xian'er's matter is to be classified as top secret."

Qian Renxue narrowed her phoenix eyes and said coldly, "Not a single word of what you saw today may be leaked. Even if the Pope herself questions you, you must not reveal anything!"

"Do you understand?"

She Long and Ci Xue trembled, sensing the unmistakable killing intent in their Young Master's tone.

"Your subordinates swear to defend the Young Master's and the young master's secret with our lives!" the two shouted in unison.

Qian Renxue withdrew her pressure in satisfaction.

She slowly turned around and looked down at the white-haired boy beside her.

A hint of slyness and cleverness filled the boy's dark green eyes, which reflected her figure.

The more Qian Renxue looked at him, the stronger the possessive urge in her heart grew—the urge to keep him firmly in her grasp.

She would not feel at ease leaving such a monstrous talent anywhere.

Especially not in front of that woman, who also possessed twin martial souls.

Only by keeping him under her watch, within reach of her hand, would he be truly safe.

After pondering for a moment,

Qian Renxue smoothed her sleeves. "Xian'er."

"Your disciple is here. What instructions do you have, Teacher?" She Xian blinked.

"Pack your things."

Qian Renxue looked down at him, a meaningful curve on her lips.

"From today onward, move your residence directly to the room beside my bedchamber."

"Without my permission, you are not to leave the palace by even half a step."

The moment those words were spoken, She Long, who was still kneeling on the ground, felt his eyelid twitch again as wild joy filled his heart!

Beside the Young Master's bedchamber?

Would that not mean he could step right into the Young Master's bedroom?

Ci Xue's eyes turned red with jealousy. He wished he could stuff his own grandson back into the womb and remake him from scratch.

She Xian was stunned for a moment as well.

Then, seeing Qian Renxue's breathtakingly beautiful yet somewhat stubborn face, he found it amusing.

This bargain-bin teacher of mine has quite the possessive streak.

"Your disciple shall obey Teacher's command~"

She Xian bowed slightly, wearing an exceptionally amiable and obedient smile on his little face.

Seeing his compliant manner, Qian Renxue could not stop the corners of her lips from lifting.

Unable to resist, she reached out again and pulled the little fellow into her arms.