My Son Qinghe Has the Makings of a Titled Douluo!

It had come so suddenly that Ning Fengzhi felt uneasy.

Everyone had agreed that this plan was feasible.

The effortless confidence he should have had seemed to have hidden itself away.

Ye Qingtian's absolute strength allowed him to suppress Sword Douluo's ninth spirit skill with ease.

Facing someone like that, Ning Fengzhi truly felt that his confidence was no longer as strong as before.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was indeed one of the Upper Three Sects.

But someone like Ye Qingtian could crush it with one hand.

The so-called prestige of the Upper Three Sects meant nothing in his eyes.

Ning Rongrong obediently curled up on the sofa.

Back in the sect, she had caused no shortage of trouble.

With her extensive experience in causing trouble, she was particularly skilled at reading her father's expressions.

She carefully watched Ning Fengzhi's reactions.

Right now, she was like a quail, not daring to say a word.

She feared Ning Fengzhi's authority and was afraid he would suddenly settle accounts with her again.

Moreover, the sect would have to pay a price for what she had done this time. Who knew what kind of storm would follow?

That guy was actually powerful to that extent!

He might have even reached the level of Spirit Hall's Grand Consecrated. This is simply unbelievable!

Logically speaking, this should have been allowed to fade away, but Xiao Wu still hasn't returned. This matter definitely can't end like this!

As long as Xiao Wu isn't rescued, Third Brother will continue to resent me. This matter has to be resolved once and for all!

But he's so strong. What am I supposed to do?!

Ning Rongrong's thoughts were a tangled mess.

Her head buzzed incessantly.

She thought of Ye Qingtian's strength, Xiao Wu's current situation, and Tang San's resentment toward her.

Her breath caught in her throat.

Ning Rongrong, Ning Rongrong, what kind of fun were you looking for?

Well, look at this now. You went looking for fun and found trouble instead.

Ning Rongrong grumbled gloomily to herself.

Thinking of the disaster she had caused this time, she was almost as depressed as Tang Hao.

After being depressed for a short while, even more indignation began to grow wildly in her heart.

But this isn't entirely my fault. That guy was already so powerful. He could have just left without arguing. Even if I had wanted to stop him, I definitely wouldn't have been able to.

Yet in the end, he mocked me and called me some improper woman from a brothel. That guy was at fault too!

Hmph, that guy doesn't have even a shred of the magnanimity a strong person should possess!

Ning Rongrong frantically shifted the blame.

She knew she had caused trouble, but she did not want to admit it.

While Ning Rongrong was shifting blame, Ning Fengzhi also began preparing to meet Xue Ye.

However...

Just as he was making vigorous preparations for this matter...

Inside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Xue Ye sat high upon his throne.

Within the vast palace hall, Qian Renxue had been urgently summoned back.

At Qian Renxue's side, Ye Qingtian naturally followed along as well.

Ye Qingtian had not wanted to come, but when Xue Ye summoned Qian Renxue back, he had specifically invited him to come to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace as well.

"Your son Qinghe pays respects to Father Emperor!"

Inside the great hall.

Qian Renxue had resumed Xue Qinghe's appearance.

She bowed to Xue Ye on the throne.

Ye Qingtian simply stood where he was, with no intention of bowing. He did not even offer the slightest nod.

Xue Ye did not mind Ye Qingtian's lack of courtesy, nor did he dare to mind it.

What had happened in Heaven Dou City had already reached his ears.

That was precisely why he had urgently summoned Qian Renxue back.

He gave Ye Qingtian a slight smile, not daring to put on the airs of an emperor, before asking Qian Renxue,

"Qinghe, I heard that this senior helped you capture a Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast?"

Hearing this,

Qian Renxue thought he was asking a question he already knew the answer to.

She nodded solemnly and replied respectfully, "Reporting to Father Emperor, Grandpa Tian did indeed capture a Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast for me. Grandpa Tian also said that I should use this Soul Beast's spirit ring for my breakthrough!"

Good! Good! Good!

Upon hearing Qian Renxue say this,

Xue Ye was so delighted that he nearly jumped from his throne.

Even as the ruler of a nation, he could not completely suppress his yearning for a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Qian Renxue's answer undoubtedly filled him with excitement.

In other words...

With such conditions, if Qian Renxue could break through to become a Titled Douluo in the future, he would absolutely possess a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

Although Qian Renxue's current strength was still insufficient, and it was far too early for him to absorb a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring when breaking through to Titled Douluo, having one was still better than not having one.

It would be better to raise it in advance than to blindly think about hunting one when the time came.

Even if one wanted to hunt it, success was not guaranteed.

The strength of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that had not transformed was obvious to all.

Such overwhelming joy made him completely forget about having Xue Xing investigate Qian Renxue.

With delight written all over his face, Xue Ye replied approvingly, "My son Qinghe has the makings of a Titled Douluo!"

As he praised him, Xue Ye thought of Dugu Bo, who had become a consecrated guest of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family because of Xue Xing.

A consecrated guest was only helping the Heaven Dou Empire for now. He might leave at any time, and no one could stop him.

But Xue Qinghe was different.

With such an advantage, he could become a Titled Douluo in the future.

That would mean the Heaven Dou Imperial Family could have a Titled Douluo of its own!

Qian Renxue's lips twitched slightly.

For some reason, she felt that Xue Ye's words carried an inexplicable curse.

Besides...

She, Qian Renxue, had always been Qian Renxue of Spirit Hall.

Xue Qinghe had long since become a pile of bones. Xue Ye was clearly celebrating far too early.

Qian Renxue understood Xue Ye's meaning. He intended for her to use Xiao Wu's spirit ring when she broke through to Titled Douluo at over level eighty.

According to Ye Qingtian's plan.

Next, she was supposed to absorb Xiao Wu's Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

They were simply not on the same wavelength.

"Thank you for your praise, Father Emperor!"

"Qinghe will certainly not disappoint Father Emperor's expectations!"

Qian Renxue silently complained to herself before vaguely humoring Xue Ye.

Xue Ye did not notice these subtle changes in Qian Renxue. His gaze had already fallen on Ye Qingtian.

"Your Excellency, you have prepared such a generous gift for Qinghe as a spirit ring this time. I have an impertinent request!"

"This matter is a great joy for our Heaven Dou Imperial Family. I wish to distribute subsidies to every Soul Master currently in Heaven Dou City. Each person may receive 100 Gold Soul Coins and share in our joy!"

"May I ask what Your Excellency thinks of this?"

Ye Qingtian raised an eyebrow slightly.

He had not expected Xue Ye to make such a move.

He nodded faintly to indicate that it could be done, but could not be bothered to say a single word.

Seeing Ye Qingtian tacitly approve of the matter, the delight on Xue Ye's face blossomed even further.

His aged face was squeezed into countless wrinkles by his smile, like a withered chrysanthemum.

"Since Your Excellency does not object, then I shall make the arrangements!"

Xue Ye was very decisive.

Once the matter was settled, he immediately began arranging for people to prepare a celebration for what he regarded as a great joyous occasion.

The Soul Masters of Heaven Dou City should celebrate alongside the Heaven Dou Imperial Family.

Celebrate together—the joy of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

Just as Xue Ye finished making the arrangements on this side,

Ning Fengzhi, who was also preparing to meet someone at Shrek Academy on the other side,

suddenly sneezed uncontrollably.

"Ah-choo!"

Ning Fengzhi rubbed his tingling nose.

A sense of foreboding suddenly swept through his entire body.

A numb sensation seemed to spread through every limb and bone.

Every sign seemed to point to something being wrong.

"No, why did this bad feeling come so suddenly?"

"Could something have gone wrong again with the arrangements for meeting Xue Ye?!"