Such a Versailles Flex

Faced with Xiao Bai's taunting, Xue Beng completely wilted.

He hurriedly hid behind the soldiers, hoping to use them as human shields.

The soldiers looked terrified. This was a Titled Douluo with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. An imperial prince might not be able to afford offending her, so how could ordinary people like them possibly do so?

Naturally, the soldiers quietly withdrew to either side. Xue Beng, who had been hiding at the very back, was completely exposed.

Under everyone's gaze, Xiao Bai slowly walked toward Xue Beng.

Not far away stood an immensely grand army. Formations composed of countless soldiers filled the area, and at the very center—

An elderly man clad in Golden Armor embroidered with intertwined Golden Dragons was drawing his bow. His movements flowed in one seamless motion, his target a pink rabbit.

A cold glint flashed in the old man's eyes, and he exuded an aura of supreme dominance, as though he alone ruled all beneath heaven.

Before the watching soldiers, the arrow shot forth at incredible speed and pierced straight through the pink rabbit.

The scene immediately erupted. The soldiers raised their spears and let out wave after wave of roars.

"Long live His Majesty!"

"Long live His Majesty!"

"Long live His Majesty!"

The old man smiled, lightly stroking his snow-white beard as he waved a hand. The surroundings soon quieted once more.

"Your Majesty's martial prowess has not diminished in the slightest from your younger days."

The man standing beside him said with a smile. He was handsome and dignified, refined yet gentle. His long black hair hung loose over his shoulders, and his spotless white robes were free of even the slightest speck of dust. Every movement of his gave others a pleasant impression. He appeared to be in his forties.

Behind him stood an elderly man with sword-like brows and starry eyes. He wore white robes, had a head of snow-white hair, and possessed the youthful complexion of a man far younger than his years. A Silver Sword floated behind his back.

Neither of them had simple identities.

The old man handed the golden bow to a Guard at his side, then smiled. "Sect Master Ning, you flatter me. I have not come out to stretch my limbs in quite some time. Today is the rare annual Royal Hunt. I have troubled Sect Master Ning and Sword Douluo by asking you to accompany me. I hope you will not take offense."

Sect Master Ning smiled and shook his head. "Your Majesty is too courteous. It is my honor to travel alongside Your Majesty."

"Hehe..." The old man gave a dry laugh.

"Qinghe, Xue Beng..."

When neither of them responded, the old man frowned and hurriedly asked, "Where are the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince? How did they suddenly disappear?"

There was a hint of displeasure in his tone. As the emperor of an empire, he dealt with countless affairs every day. Yet during the annual Royal Hunt, neither of his sons was at his side. It truly chilled the heart of this father.

The general in charge of the area hurriedly knelt and respectfully replied, "Reporting to Your Majesty, this general saw His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness the Fourth Prince heading into the northern forest earlier. They have been gone for some time."

After learning where his two sons had gone, the emperor could not help shaking his head and smiling bitterly. "Xue Beng must be acting like a wastrel again. Qinghe has it hard as his elder brother. I am occupied with state affairs every day and have failed to look after him in time. Xue Beng becoming what he is today is truly my fault."

"Your Majesty thinks too highly of it. Looking after his younger brother is what Qinghe should do as the elder brother. Your Majesty must handle the affairs of an entire nation. I believe Qinghe will take good care of him," Sect Master Ning said with a smile.

At that moment, a powerful Energy Fluctuation came from the northern forest.

The white-robed old man behind Sect Master Ning narrowed his eyes. His gaze flashed like lightning as he stared intently in that direction, while the White Giant Sword behind him trembled slightly.

"Uncle Jian, this power?" Sect Master Ning asked in confusion.

The emperor had naturally sensed it as well, and everyone turned their attention in that direction.

That was precisely where Xue Qinghe and Xue Beng were...

Could the two princes be in danger?

Uncle Jian's expression turned grave as he said solemnly, "A Titled Douluo!"

There was no mistaking this aura. And with such a towering presence, this was an extremely powerful Titled Douluo.

Before Sect Master Ning could ask anything further, Uncle Jian directly rode his Silver Sword toward that place. These were the emperor's only two remaining heirs. If anything truly happened to them, the soldiers stationed here would surely suffer the consequences.

"Hmph!"

"I would like to see which Titled Douluo dares lay hands on my sons."

The emperor snorted coldly, hurriedly mounted his white horse, and galloped away.

Sect Master Ning knew most of the Titled Douluo on the continent, but he could not make sense of this aura. Could it be Spirit Hall?

He then shook his head and followed the main force toward the northern forest.

Within the forest, Xiao Bai arrived before Xue Beng. Her pearly teeth clenched as she stared straight at him.

"Try saying that again," Xiao Bai asked coldly.

Xue Beng trembled all over, not daring to say a single word, especially before Xiao Bai, one of the ocean's apex predators.

Xue Qinghe looked directly at Xiao Bai. According to Spirit Hall's records over the years, there was absolutely no information on this mysterious female Titled Douluo.

Moreover, possessing a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring was itself an incredibly difficult feat.

The identities of these three had become a mysterious and baffling riddle.

With matters having developed to this point, Xue Beng had only himself to blame.

Xue Qinghe had no intention of stopping her. He could sense that this female Titled Douluo held no ill intent. She merely wanted to frighten Xue Beng and use this opportunity to rein in some of his arrogant temperament. That would be for the best.

Seeing that Xue Beng still did not dare speak, his legs trembled wildly.

"Pathetic coward. You only bully the weak and fear the strong," Xiao Bai scoffed.

Though Xue Beng was filled with resentment, he appeared especially insignificant before a Titled Douluo.

Bofeng smiled faintly. His Sister Bai was not someone who could casually cause trouble. This was Heaven Dou City, not Sea God Island. A warning was enough; they would still need to make a living here in the future.

"Sister Bai, scaring him a little is enough. There's no need to get serious. Let's hurry to Heaven Dou City."

"I'll let you off this time. If you dare do it again, watch out!!!"

As she spoke, Xiao Bai withdrew her Soul Rings and returned directly to Bofeng and Nannan.

Just as the three were about to leave, a streak of silver light descended from the sky, instantly drawing their attention.

The newcomer was none other than Uncle Jian. After confirming that the two princes were unharmed, Uncle Jian turned his gaze toward Bofeng and the other two.

"Which one of you was it just now? Please step forward and show yourself."

The moment Uncle Jian finished speaking, the Silver Sword on his back slammed into the ground. Both hands rested on its hilt, and he stood as straight as a pine tree.

Soul Rings slowly rose beneath his feet: Two Yellow, Two Purple, Five Black!

An unfamiliar Titled Douluo. Xiao Bai was slightly stunned. She had not expected to encounter a fellow Titled Douluo on her first visit to the continent.

Xiao Bai thought, But this Soul Ring Configuration is no good! As a Titled Douluo, how can he not even have a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?

This was truly a Versailles-level flex.