Douluo: Qian Renxue Enters Legend of the Dragon King and Is Livestreamed by the Sky Screen
Chapter 87

A Good Hand Played Terribly

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Beyond the Heavenly Screen, the reactions of the Spirit Hall members resembled a chessboard scattered by the wind.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's face, more delicate than a woman's, turned completely pale. He subconsciously looked at Ghost Douluo Gui Mei beside him, whose figure, shrouded in a black robe, remained motionless.

Although they learned some of the events Heaven Dou Palace Coup afterward, they never expected that the young master would give up on them so easily.

He has followed Bibi Dong from the time when Qian Xunji was in charge of the Martial Soul to the present day, and they have always seemed dispensable.

How ironic.

The Gui Mei didn't speak, but a pale hand reached out from the black mist and patted Yue Guan's hand.

Yue Guan gritted his teeth, his alluring eyes reddening. He was somewhat lost, unsure of what to do next.

Bibi Dong coldly observed everything, "Tch, Qian Renxue isn't much better than Hu Liena, is she?"

Whispers rippled through the Elder Hall, a sense that the future of the Spirit Hall was already laid bare. Meanwhile, the Heaven Dou Empire was in chaos, and the Star Luo Empire's descendants were highly likely to be wiped out by the Heaven Dou Empire.

Staying where you are isn't a good place either.

The situation was different in the Worship Hall; it was so quiet you could hear the dust settling in the room.

Qian Daoliu sat upright in the main seat, his aged face resembling a stone statue eroded by time. The auras behind him were as deep as the ocean, without the slightest ripple. The Second Worship had his eyes lowered, the Third Offering was looking at his fingers, and the fourth and fifth elders seemed to be in deep meditation.

No one spoke.

Even their breathing slowed down deliberately.

The atmosphere was tense, and no one spoke much.

These people are absolutely loyal to the Spirit Hall, or more accurately, to Qian Daoliu, and then to the Spirit Hall.

Although Qian Renxue wasn't here, both Snake Lance Douluo and Bloodthorn Douluo knew everything; they naturally knew what had happened back then.

"Big brother, your granddaughter..." Thousand-Weight Douluo began, thinking that this matter would never be mentioned again.

"I know, I will educate her properly." That was all Qian Daoliu could say at this moment; he regretted it.

He regretted sending Qian Renxue to the Heaven Dou Empire.

It's better to have them by your side.

His gaze fell upon the Heavenly Screen; he regretted it!

If Qian Renxue were by his side and continued to cultivate diligently, perhaps things wouldn't be like this now. With normal strength, he would have reached the level of Soul Douluo, or even Titled Douluo.

Unfortunately, there was neither the Regret Gu nor the Spring Autumn Cicada.

But most importantly, below the Spirit Hall, a large group of followers discovered that neither the two great empires nor the Spirit Hall were functioning properly...

They all broke away, but didn't know where to go.

In the Heavenly Screen, before Yin Hongye could finish his evaluation of Qian Renxue, he continued, "Let's talk about her shady dealings before the Heaven Dou Palace Coup."

"For example, he went to infiltrate the Heaven Dou Empire. Give me the Spirit Hall's forces, I'd conservatively estimate, three days to take down Heaven Dou, five days to take down Star Luo Empire. Infiltrate my ass."

Mu Hongchen nodded, thinking it was a decapitation plan. Actually, Yin Hongye was thinking of a blitzkrieg against Heaven Dou, and since the Spirit Hall had small forces in various places, they could learn from the strategy of encircling the cities from the countryside.

We can also wage a protracted war!

They played such a good hand terribly.

"Let's talk about the undercover agent. Qian Renxue poisoned the Second Prince and the Third Prince to clear the obstacles to the throne, but she spared Xue Beng, who pretended to be Xue Beng all day long. She thought Xue Beng was licentious, useless, and posed no threat, and she was afraid that taking action rashly would arouse suspicion from the court and expose her disguise."

"If you ask me, kill them all. Turn a choice into no choice! Exposure? Whoever knows who I am will die!"

Qian Renxue's cheeks flushed red upon hearing this, as if she were on fire. Mu Hongchen noticed this and asked in confusion, "What's wrong! Is it very hot in the desert?"

"No... I'm fine..." Qian Renxue said awkwardly.

"Furthermore, the delay in decisively killing Xue Ye has slowed things down. Qian Renxue has been slowly poisoning him while hesitating, giving Prince Xue Xing, Dugu Bo, and Tang San ample time to investigate the poison, find an antidote, and gather evidence. If Xue Ye had been killed sooner, even if Tang San had stormed the Imperial Palace, the outcome would have been irreversible."

"A real man doesn't follow a succession system, okay!" Yin Hongye continued.

"Hongye, Qian Renxue is a woman! A woman!" Mu Hongchen reminded her.

"I know, I was just venting. The last crown prince who inherited the throne normally, the one before that," Yin Hongye coughed, having inadvertently forgotten that Qian Renxue was a woman, "During the palace coup, she held a large army of Titled Douluo, refused to be ambushed, and insisted on a fair one-on-one duel."

"If I had known I was about to face the Ghost Emperor, do you think I would have called upon Sky-Cleaving Douluo, Vast Sea Douluo, and Sky-Crossing Douluo?"

"Qian Renxue shouldn't have done anything wrong, right?" Qian Renxue said weakly.

"Who said there's nothing left!" Yin Hongye continued, "Also, when Tang San first revealed his Martial Soul, the elders of the Worship Hall should have killed Tang San directly."

"Qian Daoliu may be barred from entering the Clear Sky Sect's mountain gate, but he's not forbidden from taking action within the Spirit Hall. It's fair that Tang Hao Qian Daoliu retaliate against Tang Hao's son."

Beyond the Heavenly Screen, Qian Daoliu felt that these words made a lot of sense and were truly fair. You hit my son, I'll hit your son.

"Why are you so embarrassed? It's just that the name sounds the same as yours, it's not talking about you." Mu Hongchen was puzzled.

"I know... it's like you're talking about me," Qian Renxue explained awkwardly.

"It's not over yet. Qian Renxue has the perfect combination of timing, location, and support in this competition. If she can't kill Tang San in Spirit City, can't she kill anyone else? With a joint effort with Dai Weisi, Dai Mubai can be killed!"

"Even if something goes wrong, Dai Weisi would probably be happy to take the blame. After all, does winning or losing the final competition really matter to him? Besides, Shrek Academy won't have any more Martial Soul Fusion Skill, so they can even lose two Four-Ring Soul Ancestor at once."

As Yin Hongye spoke, she felt more and more that this hand of cards had been played terribly. "Given me this hand, Sea God Island would have to come in and I'd have to find the other three continents."

The more Qian Renxue reviewed the situation, the more she realized how stupid she had been. There were so many opportunities to kill Tang San!

What have I learned about political maneuvering over the past twenty years?

"I really don't know what Qian Renxue learned from Ning Fengzhi. Was she poorly taught, or did she simply not learn anything good?" Yin Hongye finally complained, glancing at Qian Renxue, who showed no reaction.

Only Qian Renxue's reclusive world has been achieved!

Ning Fengzhi was completely bewildered when he heard the last sentence. How could this involve him?!

"Exactly, none of the three higher-ups have a brain," Mu Hongchen commented.

Yin Hongye nodded. "Qian Daoliu is also a simpleton. Even angel priests don't really preach about Angel God."

"If I were him, the first thing I'd say when I enter the Spirit Hall, even before my Martial Soul Awakening, is to praise the Angel God. All of this is a gift from the Angel God."

Qian Daoliu has already squatted down. He's promoting himself Angel God, and he's already this bad. Luckily, he only said he's a blockhead, which is much better than the other three.

After that, many people disappeared from the lower levels of the Spirit Hall.

The Auspicious Beast was chosen slowly, but it still managed to find one that it liked.

The golden light subsided, and the transformation was complete.

Standing on the sand dune was a girl of eleven or twelve. Her smooth, light golden hair reached her waist, and her bangs gently covered her forehead. Her bright, clear, Rose Red eyes had a small beauty mark under the corner of her eye. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she looked shy. She stood there, unsure of what to do, her slender fingers twisting the hem of her clothes.

Her bright and sweet features, paired with a cool short leather jacket and black boots, create a striking contrast between sweetness and coolness, resulting in a captivating and lively charm.

Qian Renxue looked at the little girl in front of her who had transformed from a golden lion. It was the first time she had ever witnessed Soul Beast Transformation.

Have you decided what your name will be in the human world?

The girl blinked, thought for a moment, and said, "Di Qiuer, I guess."

She looked at Yin Hongye and asked, "Can you tell me why I would sacrifice myself for Huo Yuhao? Even if Xuan Zi forcibly guided my attributes, I wouldn't easily fall in love with a human, would I?"

Upon hearing this, the two Di Tian were already itching for a fight, with one of them preparing to go to the Shrek Academy and kill anyone who came.

I didn't bother asking his name, but since I knew Xuan Zi, I knew he was from the Shrek Academy.

"Well, let's get in the Mecha first, we'll talk about it on the way." Yin Hongye wasn't in a hurry, and started looking for ancient books from the Shrek Academy; she had brought out a whole bunch of them.

It's obvious they don't want it anymore.

He just hadn't found what he was looking for.

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