Sister Xue Was Curious-Why Not Try It Herself?
"Grandfather!"
Dugu Yan blushed, stamped her foot, and her long, dark green hair swayed gently in the wind.
Fang Fan nodded:
"Senior Dugu, rest assured, once Little Goose arrives at the Spirit Hall Academy, she will be taken care of."
He glanced at Dugu Yan immediately picked up her small bundle and stood beside Zhu Zhuqing. If Yu Tianheng saw her obedient appearance, he would probably be so angry that he would bite off two more fingers.
The three of them walked towards the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
Xue Qinghe had sent people to wait at the palace gate early on. Upon Fang Fan and his party arrive, they immediately and respectfully led them into the Crown Prince's Hall in the Eastern Palace Crown Prince's Palace.
Xue Qinghe sat in the main seat of the hall, holding a cup of tea in his hand. His face still wore that gentle smile that never changed, but those who knew him well could see a deep-seated dissatisfaction in his slightly narrowed eyes.
He invited Fang Fan three times.
On the first training session, Dugu Bo beat him to it.
The second time was at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but Ning Fengzhi beat him to it; the third Fang Fan went to the Dugu Manor, he was left waiting for another day.
When has the Crown Prince of the mighty Heaven Dou Empire ever ranked third?
However, the moment Fang Fan stepped into the hall, his dissatisfaction was instantly suppressed by shock.
Dugu Yan's Soul Power was level 37 a few days ago in the training ground, and now it has reached the peak of level 37, with faint signs of breaking through to level 38.
Zhu Zhuqing has also made significant progress from level 37, and the refinement of her Soul Power is even better than when she was in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
They've only been apart for a few days, but they seem like completely different people.
Fang Fan — Xue Qinghe's gaze lingered on him for a long time, but she still couldn't see through him.
A few days ago, he could barely sense Fang Fan's general strength, but now he only felt that it was unfathomable, like an Abyss, seemingly calm but actually turbulent undercurrents.
Level 67, another breakthrough.
Moreover, the faint aura of Destruction emanating from him was even stronger than before, as if some kind of power was constantly tempering his Soul Power and Martial Soul.
Xue Qinghe put down his teacup, his slender fingers tapping lightly twice on the table. The turmoil in his heart was far greater than what he showed on his face.
He was Innate Full Soul Power starting at level 20, possessed Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, and had the best cultivation conditions in the entire continent, yet he was only at Level 69.
Fang Fan is so much younger than him, yet he's almost catching up.
If this continues, it won't be long before this boy stands at a height that he can't even look up to.
The rapid improvement of Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan is clearly inseparable from Fang Fan's special Spirit Fusion Dual Cultivation.
Xue Qinghe's heart skipped a beat as he recalled the commotion he had overheard next to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School that night.
The dual cultivation method, which could improve the quality of Martial Soul and rapidly increase Soul Power, was too tempting for him, who had been stuck at the Level 69 bottleneck for many years.
"Young Master Fang has finally arrived. Qinghe has been waiting for this for a long time."
Xue Qinghe stood up and personally poured Fang Fan a cup of tea. Her smile remained gentle, but there was a hint of barely perceptible resentment in her voice.
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect went, and the Dugu Manor also went, but Young Master Fang put Qinghe last."
"I have something very good; please take a look, Young Master Fang."
Xue Qinghe put down his teacup, stood up, and with his signature gentle smile on his face, gestured for him to enter.
"Come with me."
Fang Fan glanced at him, wondering what the Crown Prince's Palace Prince was up to, acting so mysteriously.
He turned to Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan and said something:
"Qing'er and Little Goose, please wait here. I'll be right back."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, and Dugu Yan responded as well. The two sat down in the hall and watched Fang Fan follow Xue Qinghe into the back hall.
Xue Qinghe led Fang Fan through a corridor, pushed open a heavy carved wooden door, and led him into an elegantly furnished secret room.
The room was small, with pale blue curtains hanging on the four walls. A burner of agarwood incense burned on the table, and wisps of smoke rose up, enveloping the entire room in a thin, ethereal mist.
After Fang Fan entered, Xue Qinghe closed the door behind him, the sound of the bolt hitting the door being particularly clear in the quiet room.
He turned around, the gentle smile on his face gone, replaced by a seriousness and sharpness he had never shown to outsiders.
He stared at Fang Fan for two seconds, then asked:
"Does the Saint Son know my true identity?"
The voice was still Xue Qinghe's, but the tone had completely changed.
It was no longer the gentle and mild tone of the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, but rather carried a sharp and scrutinizing edge, as if revealing his hand at the negotiating table.
Fang Fan showed no surprise whatsoever. He simply sat down casually in the chair beside the table, picked up the tea that Xue Qinghe had poured for him, took a sip, and said calmly:
"Yes, I know, Qian Renxue."
He spoke casually, as if he were simply saying the weather was nice today.
Qian Renxue, the Young Master the Spirit Hall, granddaughter of the Angel God Qian Daoliu, is the true mastermind who has been lurking in the Heaven Dou Empire for nearly twenty years.
These secrets, which would be impossible for others to guess, were as commonplace as everyday conversation in Fang Fan's mouth.
A complex look flashed in Xue Qinghe's eyes—or rather, Qian Renxue's.
Although she had long expected that Fang Fan knew her true identity, the fact that he said it so openly to her still gave her a slight shock.
However, she quickly suppressed her emotions, put on a faint smile again, and sat down opposite Fang Fan.
"Since the Saint Son knows who I am, I won't beat around the bush."
Qian Renxue leaned slightly forward, one hand resting on the table, her slender fingers unconsciously tracing the rim of the teacup.
"Bibi Dong sent you to Heaven Dou, doesn't she have any tasks for you to complete?"
"No,"
Fang Fan shrugged, his tone as relaxed as if he were chatting casually.
"Qing'er and I are just here to have fun, and also to enjoy the beautiful scenery and women of Heaven Dou City."
When he mentioned the word "beauty," his gaze lingered on Qian Renxue's face for a moment.
Xue Qinghe's face was as smooth and gentle as jade, but Fang Fan knew that beneath this mask lay a face of unparalleled beauty.
The number of people who have seen Qian Renxue's true appearance in the entire Douluo Continent can be counted on one hand.
Qian Renxue naturally caught his gaze for a moment, but she didn't respond to it.
She picked up her teacup and took a sip as a cover-up, then changed the subject:
"Your Soul Power Level have increased rather quickly recently. Just a few days ago at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect you were at Level 66, and today you're already at Level 67 —is this related to your Spirit Fusion Dual Cultivation?"
She asked the question she already knew the answer to.
The commotion she heard next door to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School that night, and the fact that Zhu Zhuqing had leveled up from level 35 to 36 overnight, had already given her a pretty good idea of what was going on.
But she still wanted to hear Fang Fan say it himself.
She wanted to confirm whether the dual cultivation method, which could improve the quality of Martial Soul, was only applicable to Zhu Zhuqing, or whether it was equally effective for others.
Fang Fan glanced at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.
He could roughly guess what Qian Renxue was thinking—how long had she been stuck at Level 69?
Watching Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan's numbers rise rapidly, the Young Master of the Angel Family was probably more anxious than anyone else.
"Since Sister Xue is so curious, why don't you try it yourself?" Fang Fan's tone was half-serious and half-joking, as if he were both joking and serious.