First Meeting with Qian Renxue, I Choose to Go All In!

"Xian'er! Grandpa's back! Come see me at once!"

A booming, vigorous voice exploded from outside the courtyard, shaking dust from the roof.

It was the voice of She Long, the Snake Spear Douluo. Even through three walls, it could numb one's eardrums.

Bai Suzhen instantly went on guard, rare gravity appearing on her gentle face.

"Husband, be careful. There is a powerful expert outside!"

She instinctively stepped in front of She Xian, her white robes fluttering.

Purple light flared, and the Medusa Queen assumed human form once more.

Her snake tail rose high, murderous intent blazing in her pale violet phoenix eyes.

"Enemy!" she said coldly.

She Xian hurriedly waved his hands. "No, no, no! That's my grandfather! My real grandfather!"

The two women froze slightly.

She Xian quickly explained, "He is one of the top experts in this world, known as a 'Titled Douluo.'"

"The aura you sensed just now was the fluctuation of his soul power."

He paused and looked at them both. "To be honest, do you think you could... beat him in your current state?"

He was rather curious about that himself.

Bai Suzhen pressed her lips together, a trace of bitterness flashing through her almond-shaped eyes.

"Forgive me, husband."

"I am now merely a special soul form. My former cultivation is no longer with me."

She lowered her head, seemingly deeply guilty that she could not protect She Xian.

The Medusa Queen also fell silent.

After a moment, she forced out two words through clenched teeth. "...Damn it!"

Clearly, her situation was the same.

Her phoenix eyes were filled with unwillingness.

Once the queen of the Snake-People Tribe, with cultivation at the peak of the Dou Huang realm, she had now been reduced to a soul form with no strength at all.

It was a devastating blow to her pride.

She Xian understood.

"That's how things stand right now."

"You are bound to me. Only if I grow stronger can you grow stronger."

"So, in front of others, remain inside me in snake form. Do not reveal your human forms."

"We're grasshoppers tied to the same rope now. We rise together and fall together."

Bai Suzhen smiled gently. "I shall listen to my husband."

Medusa snorted coldly and turned her face away.

Yet her snake tail quietly lowered.

That counted as agreement.

"Good."

She Xian clapped his hands. "Then go back for now."

Bai Suzhen transformed into a streak of silver light and entered his left hand.

Medusa transformed into a streak of purple light and entered his right hand.

One palm turned cool and the other warm, an unusual sensation spreading through his meridians and across his entire body.

She Xian flexed his fingers.

They had really... become one.

In the front hall, She Long sat imposingly in the seat of honor.

The moment he saw She Xian approach, his weathered old face instantly bloomed into a grin.

"Xian'er! Come here and let Grandpa have a good look at you!"

She Xian obediently stepped forward.

She Long stretched out a rough hand and patted his shoulder.

His soul power quietly entered She Xian's body. After sensing it for a moment, his eyes shone brightly.

"Good! Excellent!"

"...Innately full soul power. As expected of my, She Long's, grandson!"

The old man was so pleased that even his beard trembled.

She Xian smiled. "Grandpa, you flatter me."

She Long's smile faded, and his expression turned solemn. "Xian'er, Grandpa has returned this time because there is an important matter."

"The Young Mistress wants to see you."

"Get ready and come with Grandpa to meet the Young Mistress."

She Xian showed nothing on his face, but his heart pounded like a drum.

The Young Mistress!

Qian Renxue, the Young Mistress of Spirit Hall!

Memories from his previous life surged forth like a tide.

At this time, Qian Renxue should have been disguising herself as Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, secretly seizing power over the Heaven Dou Empire for Spirit Hall.

She was noble and self-possessed, deeply calculating, and ruthless in her methods.

At the same time, she had lacked love throughout her life, yet clung most fiercely to her obsessions.

And now, she wanted to see him.

She Xian lowered his eyes, concealing the turbulent thoughts within them.

Three seconds later,

he raised his head again, a perfectly measured youthful spirit on his face.

"Grandpa, what kind of person... is the Young Mistress?"

She Long paused slightly, then patted his head. "The Young Mistress is wise and valiant. You'll understand once you meet her."

"Remember, once you reach the Crown Prince's Residence, mind the rules. Speak less and listen more."

"Your grandson understands."

She Xian obediently agreed.

But his mind was already racing.

Qian Renxue wanted to see him because she had taken notice of his exposed talent for innately full soul power.

So how should he respond?

Reveal his edge in moderation?

Everything would have to be decided after meeting Qian Renxue in person.

The main hall of the Heaven Dou Crown Prince's Residence.

The instant She Xian followed She Long through the doors, he felt an invisible sense of oppression.

The hall was lavish yet elegant, its white jade floor polished bright enough to reflect people.

At the head of the hall,

a young man in white stood with his hands behind his back.

His brows and eyes were gentle, his bearing calm.

This was Xue Qinghe, crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire!

She Xian lowered his head in salute, while his peripheral vision swiftly assessed the man.

Young, handsome, and seemingly harmless.

But he knew what hid beneath that face.

Footsteps sounded from the side as an imposing figure stepped from the shadows.

Ci Xue, the Porcupinefish Douluo.

The moment this Titled Douluo took his position at the hall entrance,

his soul power silently spread outward, and an invisible barrier of soul power completely sealed off the main hall.

She Xian's heart skipped half a beat.

Sealing off the main hall?

What was this supposed to mean?

Then golden light suddenly flared around "Xue Qinghe."

That gentle, handsome face peeled away in fragments like shattered porcelain, while the contours of his features rapidly changed.

Broad shoulders narrowed, his waist drew in, and his figure was reshaped within the golden radiance.

A cascade of brilliant golden hair spilled down, flowing with the luster of sunlight.

The golden light faded.

The "crown prince" was gone from the seat of honor.

In his place stood a golden-haired young woman.

Her skin was fairer than snow, her features so exquisite they seemed almost unreal.

A pair of golden phoenix eyes gazed coldly down at She Xian below.

Her aura had changed from gentle and jade-like to sharp, lofty, and magnificent.

Noble, cold, untouchable.

This was Qian Renxue, the Young Mistress of Spirit Hall!

The instant She Xian saw that face, all his predictions and preparations short-circuited for three-tenths of a second.

His first reaction was not nervousness, but amazement!

She looks far too much like an angel, doesn't she?

She possessed the literal sacred beauty of an angel.

He swiftly suppressed that ill-timed flash of admiration, and his mind came back online.

For the Young Mistress of Spirit Hall to reveal her true form before him was no trivial matter.

The weight of today's meeting far exceeded his expectations.

He had to stay on high alert!

Qian Renxue's gaze fell on She Xian, studying him for a moment.

Six years old, white-haired, short in stature, with a composed expression utterly unlike that of a six-year-old child.

"You are She Long's grandson?"

"Yes, Young Mistress. I am She Xian," She Xian answered honestly.

Qian Renxue nodded slightly.

"Release your martial soul."

Simple, direct, and beyond dispute.

She Xian's thoughts spun rapidly.

Displaying his martial soul was an expected request.

The question was, how many should he reveal?

In an ordinary novel, hiding one would naturally be safer.

A trump card was best kept known by as few people as possible. Standard procedure for a transmigration novel.

But...

She Xian looked at Qian Renxue's indifferent golden eyes.

That was not what he wanted.

He wanted the finest resources, the innermost circle, and the most support!

And there was only one bargaining chip that could earn him such treatment—truly shocking her.

She Xian made his decision.

Go all in!