Chapter 267

"Your Highness, a letter has arrived from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy..."

Inside the palace, an old servant carrying a token rushed into the palace at breakneck speed. Meanwhile, Xue Qinghe was engrossed in a game of chess with Ning Fengzhi, and he paid no attention to the old servant who had brought the urgent token.

Seeing this, the old servant hesitated, then could only kneel on the ground and wait quietly.

On the chessboard, nineteen lines crisscross like Star Luo Chess scattered across the sky.

Ning Fengzhi, playing white, moved his pieces swiftly, his white pieces spreading out in a powerful, surging pattern, almost capturing half the land. Qian Renxue, playing black, frowned slightly, her black piece held between her two fingers, hesitant to make a move.

After a long silence,

With a crisp "snap," a piece pierced the heart of the white formation.

In an instant, the situation on the chessboard changed dramatically.

The black stone actually came to life, drawing in the surrounding scattered black stones as if summoned, their energy connecting them. As the black stones fell one after another, a lithe dragon shape was vaguely outlined. After three moves, it suddenly raised its head and leaped up, its spine connected segment by segment, its claws gripping the ground.

The white formation, originally as dense as the Bagua formation, was now penetrated to its core by the black dragon's claw. Wherever the dragon's head pointed, the white pieces were like snow meeting boiling water, their "vitality" completely taken away. Ning Fengzhi raised an eyebrow, his fingertips trembling slightly, intending to use the white pieces to build a wall to block them, but then he saw the black dragon twist its body, like a giant python turning over, and wherever its tail swept across, the white pieces scattered, like scattered soldiers who could no longer gain momentum.

Until the very last moment, the black dragon opened its mouth wide and swallowed the only living piece in the center of the white formation.

With one move made, the whole board fell silent.

That was truly a stroke of genius.

On the chessboard, white pieces lay scattered like snow covering a barren plain; the black dragon coiled in the center, head held high, looking down arrogantly.

"Not bad, not bad..."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head, his eyes full of admiration. "You've improved a lot, kid. Even I would find it hard to beat you now."

To become a qualified emperor, there is still a long road ahead, but in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, this child's future achievements will definitely not be low. It's just a pity that the Heaven Dou Imperial Family in decline, and is mostly manipulated by various sects and forces.

Whether this child can leverage the power of various sects to achieve the might of Heaven Dou Emperor depends on his actions.

What happened?

Only then did Xue Qinghe reveal a smile, looking at the old servant kneeling on the ground to the side, and calmly inquire.

"That's why you rushed here in such a panic."

Ning Fengzhi also looked over with a hint of curiosity, tapping the chessboard lightly with his fingertips, his expression surprised.

Logically speaking, for the Crown Prince's confidants to be in such a state of panic, something major must have happened in the city. Could it be that the Xue Ye has passed away?

"A letter from the Academic Committee of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, addressed to Meng Shenji..."

The old servant handed over an unopened letter. "He said that only His Highness the Crown Prince can open it; no one else is allowed to hear it."

"Then I'll leave?" Ning Fengzhi smiled.

"Teacher, you jest. If I had to keep this from even you, then I probably wouldn't be fit to be the Heaven Dou Royal Academy." Qian Renxue casually tore open the envelope, slightly puzzled. After all, what urgent matter could possibly involve the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy?

But as the envelope was opened...

Familiar handwriting came into view.

Qian Renxue gradually froze on the spot, slowly clenching the letter in her hand. Her eyes seemed to show disbelief, and she even swayed slightly before being supported by the maid beside her.

"Don't touch me!" Qian Renxue shook off the maid's hand, her eyes fixed on the letter.

This letter contains only a few words, but it is packed with information.

"The Dragon God has returned to the academy."

Dragon God, there is only one person on the entire continent who can be called the Dragon God...

Dragon God Douluo, Lu Cheng.

He was also Qian Renxue's godfather back then. Memories flooded her mind like a tide, but even though Qian Renxue was very excited and sobbing uncontrollably, she suppressed it. There was an old fox watching her from the side...

"Teacher, Dragon God Douluo is back."

Qian Renxue gently exhaled a breath of stale air and solemnly spoke.

"Dragon God Douluo... Lu Cheng?! He's still alive?" Ning Fengzhi finally understood why Qian Renxue was so distraught. He slammed his hand on the table and stood up, his pupils shrinking sharply. No one understood what this meant better than him.

This means that the delicate balance between the various forces within Heaven Dou City may be broken, not to mention that the person still has intricate connections with the Spirit Hall.

A storm is brewing in Heaven Dou City...

He was a symbol of an era; his mere presence represented everything. His presence brought countless variables, but...

This is a good thing!

Ning Fengzhi was quite agitated. He had a good relationship with Lu Cheng, and no matter what, this fire wouldn't reach him. But some other guys might be in for a rough time.

"Go to the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy!"

After bidding farewell to Ning Fengzhi, Qian Renxue urged the carriage to speed out of the city without stopping.

The carriage swayed, Qian Renxue's hand trembled as she poured tea. If it were true, should she acknowledge him? Would her godfather even recognize her?

Are we about to expose our identities?

Or is it...?

In her eyes, her mother Bibi Dong had long regarded her as a tool. Her childhood was extremely miserable, spent only trying to prove herself. Now she has figured it out and no longer cares about proving herself to Bibi Dong. She wants to seize power.

Will her godfather provide her with support?

Her slender hand gripped the teacup even tighter, crushing it with a bang.

This attracted the attention of the stablemen outside who inquired about it.

"No problem, continue..."

Qian Renxue gently exhaled a breath of stale air, completely ignoring the crumbs on the table, and closed her eyes to rest.

The carriage sped into the academy.

Meng Shenji was already waiting there.

Upon seeing Qian Renxue, he visibly breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously approached, saying, "Your Highness, Dragon God has returned. I saw him with my own eyes. He was invited by Dugu Bo to drink in his garden, and he just left."

"Although the Fourth Prince is aware of this matter, it seems that Senior Dragon God dislikes him..."

He was still thinking about how to seize the throne, but Qian Renxue's mind had already wandered off somewhere else.

Suppressing her excitement, joy, and even a little trepidation, she calmly said, "I understand. I will go again tomorrow."

"..."

I spent a sleepless night.

When Qian Renxue returned to the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy the next day, Meng Shenji's face lit up with joy, and he whispered, "Dragon God is training Dugu Yan and the others on the back mountain..."

"Good."

Qian Renxue clenched her fingers, trying to encourage herself.

I didn't sleep a wink last night. I lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep no matter what. I wonder what it will be like when I meet this godfather.

How should we deal with this?

We continued our journey into the back of the mountain.

Several soft shouts rang out, and several figures were seen fighting in the woods, three against three. A woman wearing a veil watched the battle from the sidelines, while that familiar figure, like a dream, was quietly lying on a bench, sipping tea.

He was giving pointers on the squad's combat experience...