"Yes, it's fortunate that the kid was lucky, and also thanks to Miss's kindness in keeping Jun Yi by her side. Otherwise, even if he Awakening the talent to forge Soul Tool, he wouldn't have been able to develop it," said Douluo She Long slowly.
Upon hearing this, Xue Qinghe smiled nostalgically and said, "Yes, I remember when he was three years old, he told me he liked all kinds of shiny metals. I had people collect a lot for him, but I never expected he would use them to forge Soul Tool."
"But he's been keeping this from Miss all along. Wasn't it Ning Fengzhi who told her? This kid probably has ulterior motives," said Douluo She Long.
"Not necessarily. It's possible he's just scared. He told me he didn't know how to explain having this ability. Or maybe it's for other reasons," Xue Qinghe said calmly, not taking the matter to heart at all.
"That kid's abilities are indeed somewhat mysterious. Didn't Miss say that he cured Dugu Bo's poison before? Where did he learn that detoxification ability?"
Douluo She Long suddenly realized that he didn't know Jun Yi, this little brat who had grown up right under his nose, at all.
"I don't know either. Perhaps we haven't paid enough attention to him. After all, our original plan was to eliminate him directly if he didn't have a very powerful Martial Soul or if his Innate Soul Power was very low."
Xue Qinghe still wore a smile. In her eyes, Jun Yi had always been just a pawn that could be discarded at any time. She just hadn't expected Jun Yi to bring her so many "surprises".
"It can only be said that the Angel God protected him; that kid didn't let the young lady down..."
Just as Douluo She Long was about to say something, his figure disappeared with the black mist, Xue Qinghe realized that someone had arrived.
A guard entered Xue Qinghe's bedchamber and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness Qinghe."
Xue Qinghe regained his gentle smile and asked, "What is it?"
" Your Highness Qinghe, His Majesty has decreed that you are summoned for an audience," the guard replied.
"Um."
Although Xue Qinghe was somewhat curious as to why Xue Ye had suddenly summoned him, he did not ask further. Instead, he stood up and followed the guards to the Imperial Study.
Inside the Imperial Study, Xue Beng was kneeling on the ground with a pained expression, Xue Xing looked somewhat depressed, and Xue Ye was angrily rebuking the two of them with a letter in his hand.
" Xue Beng, are you out of your mind? Just because we had a conflict before, you ordered your uncle to kill Jun Yi?"
Xue Ye's face was full of anger and disappointment. He couldn't understand why, when all his sons were so talented, only Xue Beng had become a spoiled brat.
Xue Beng turned to Xue Xing and scolded her, "And you, Xue Xing, what business is it of yours, a prince, meddling in children's squabbles? Luckily Jun Yi is alright, otherwise you would be a sinner of our Heaven Dou Empire!"
"I know I was wrong, Your Majesty." Xue Xing apologized directly to Xue Ye. He knew that his brother was easily swayed by gentle persuasion but not by force, and that an apology would appease him.
This tactic did work; Xue Ye's complexion visibly improved. But just then, Xue Beng suddenly interjected, "Isn't he just Soul Master with a little talent? Kill him if you want."
Upon hearing this, Xue Ye's face instantly turned red again. Disregarding her image, Xue Ye slapped Xue Beng, who was kneeling on the ground.
The slap was extremely powerful, sending Xue Beng flying nearly a meter. Xue Beng was completely stunned; he never expected his father to be so ruthless.
"Talented? I just received news that Jun Yi's Soul Power has broken through to level 39. Do you know what level 39 means at 12 years old? This means that as long as Jun Yi cultivates diligently, he will definitely become Titled Douluo in the future. Do you understand, brat?"
"How long has it been since our Heaven Dou Imperial Family produced Titled Douluo? Do you even know that?"
Enraged, Xue Ye found himself struggling to breathe and nearly lost his balance.
"Take care of yourself, brother." Xue Xing stepped forward and supported Xue Ye, helping him catch his breath.
"You brat, apologize to your father right now!" Xue Xing glared fiercely at Xue Beng, demanding that he apologize to Xue Ye.
"Father, I was wrong." Xue Beng, with a swollen face, reluctantly apologized to Xue Ye.
"From this moment on, you are confined to the palace for six months and are not allowed to leave. You should reflect on your actions! Get out of here!"
After Xue Ye cursed angrily, Xue Beng slunk away from the palace, and Xue Xing helped Xue Ye to a chair before leaving the imperial study.
Shortly after Xue Xing left, Xue Qinghe entered the Imperial Study.
"Greetings, Father Emperor," Xue Qinghe bowed.
You've come to Qinghe.
At the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Jun Yi is preparing to train together with Dugu Yan Ye Lingling, and others.
"Combat is the best way to hone teamwork. This training is simple: can the seven of you work together to withstand me for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn?"
Qin Ming smiled at Jun Yi and the others, and continued, "I will go all out. If you can't hold on, then run fifty laps around the perimeter of the academy first."
"Teacher, are you serious?"
Osler asked incredulously, "Normally, Mingdu only uses Soul King -level Soul Power to train everyone. Why is he suddenly going all out today?"
"Of course, I'll give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to discuss your strategy."
After saying this, Qin Ming took out an incense stick from his ring, lit it with a flame from his finger, and then stuck it into the ground.
"As expected of a student from the Shrek Academy, their training methods and guiding philosophy are all from Shrek." Jun Yi murmured to himself.
The others all turned their attention to Dugu Yan, who had the highest Soul Power Level. After all, she was Soul King and the vice-captain. With Yu Tianheng absent, she was the one who would lead the team.
"Just play as you normally do in training. I'll take Yu Tianheng's place, and you can control the situation from the back, Little Brother Jun," Dugu Yan said to the group.
"Yes." Everyone nodded in unison.
"Just focus on dealing damage for now. If you get hurt, I'll consider it a loss. You can fight as fiercely as you want; I won't let you get injured," Jun Yi said to the group.
Although Jun Yi said that, Osler and the others didn't really believe Jun Yi, and the time it takes for an incense stick to burn quickly passed.
The group spread out in formation, Shi Mo Dugu Yan and Shi Mo at the very front, Osler and Yu Feng on either side, Ye Lingling at the back, and Jun Yi in the center.
"It seems you're ready, so let's begin."
(End of this chapter)