Xue Ye Issued an Imperial Edict the Moment He Saw the Martial Soul

After a few seconds of stiffness, Qian Daoliu immediately picked up the note again. Although it only contained eight characters, he still squinted his golden eyes, trying to read it more carefully.

After examining it closely and repeatedly, Qian Daoliu finally looked up at the golden eagle perched on his arm, his heart gradually surging with excitement.

"How could a family produce Twelve-Winged Angel Martial Soul? But why... why him...?"

Without hesitation, Qian Daoliu rushed to the ancestral hall. He looked at the memorial tablets of the past clan leaders one by one, and finally stopped in front of the tablet of the first clan leader.

He gazed at it for a long time with reverence and awe, then went to his study and picked up paper and pen.

"Why haven't you returned yet? Let me tell you, you don't understand the Twelve-Winged Angel Martial Soul. Without my permission, you are absolutely forbidden from teaching that kid any theories..."

After thinking for a moment, Qian Daoliu crumpled the note into a ball and rewrote it.

"Tell Xue'er that I was wrong before, but I'm not a snob; I was only thinking about the future of the family. Forget it, I can apologize to Lin Luo in person..."

After finishing writing this, Qian Daoliu crumpled it up and threw it on the ground, his face full of worry.

"I was wrong, let that kid come back, I..."

One crumpled piece of paper after another was thrown down, and Qian Daoliu's expression grew increasingly serious, still unable to come up with a suitable explanation.

He is currently feeling both remorseful and too proud to admit his mistake.

After agonizing over it for half an hour...

Qian Daoliu wrote a note and tucked it into the golden eagle's leg.

The note contained only a two-word response.

"Generally."

The golden eagle flapped its wings and flew out of the window.

Qian Daoliu sat at the table, feeling uneasy, and even started shaking his leg in a manner quite out of character.

He finally chased after it in a panic, but the golden eagle had already flown far away and disappeared from sight.

A complex expression immediately appeared on his face. Qian Daoliu stood there in a daze for a moment, then began to hysterically break down in the empty main hall.

"Ancestor!! Are you kidding me?! The Twelve-Winged Angel Martial Soul is so rare and precious, how could it appear in such a mysterious kid?!"

"You can give it to me!"

Heavenly Longevity Palace.

Xue Ye waved aside and looked at the "father and son" standing below with some doubt.

"A sudden visit, and you even made me dismiss all other people. Qinghe, do you have something important to say?"

Qian Renxue, neither humble nor arrogant, declared loudly, "I hope Father Emperor will issue an imperial edict, bestowing upon my son Lin Luo the title of Heir Apparent!"

Upon hearing this, Xue Ye smiled helplessly, "You really are persistent. But it's also strange; this is the first time I've seen you care so much about a stranger."

Qian Renxue's eyes flickered, and she said, "He's not an outsider; he's my family."

Xue Ye suddenly became interested. "Then tell me, how did you develop such a deep bond with this child during the time you were gone?"

Qian Renxue looked up at Xue Ye, paused, and seemed surprised that Xue Ye would ask such a question.

Just when Lin Luo thought Qian Renxue would skip the topic, Qian Renxue actually started explaining and even squeezed his hand tightly.

"His appearance gave me a completely new identity and made me realize that I could actually live in a relaxed and happy way, something I had never experienced before."

Xue Ye sighed, "I understand, being the Crown Prince is indeed stressful."

Cross-frequency chat... Lin Luo muttered to himself.

However, Qian Renxue's explanation made him feel inexplicably sorry for her.

After being a tool for so many years, Mom has finally started to have her own life.

Xue Ye spread his hands and said, "But your deep affection cannot be the reason for me to grant him the title of heir."

Qian Renxue smiled, "Father, the reason I waved him aside was to force him to reveal his Martial Soul."

"Oh? It's already awakened?"

"Yes."

Xue Ye revealed an unyielding smile, "However, I don't believe his Martial Soul can easily change my mind. This is a matter of principle; emotional appeals won't work."

Qian Renxue: "Father, please look at the Martial Soul first."

Ten minutes later.

With a respectful expression, Eunuch Song held the imperial edict and hurried out of the Heavenly Longevity Palace with small, quick steps.

"By imperial decree, Lin Luo, the adopted son of Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, is hereby appointed as Heir Apparent, enjoying the same power and status as a direct descendant of a prince! He is granted the fief of Lianzhou! He is bestowed with a mansion in the imperial city, named the Prince Luo's Residence! Gold Soul Coin!"

The imperial edict spread throughout the entire palace within a single day.

Everyone was astonished.

The Empress's bedroom.

"Prince Xue Xing requests an audience!"

"Let him in quickly!"

As soon as the white-haired, lean Prince Xue Xing entered his bedchamber, a young man immediately came to greet him.

"Uncle, you've finally arrived. Have you heard what happened?"

"Xue Beng asked anxiously."

Xue Xing nodded, then looked at the woman sitting on the soft couch and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty."

Empress: "No need for formalities. What's your opinion on this matter?"

Xue Xing sat down, frowned, and pondered for a moment before asking, "Didn't His Majesty say he had already expressed his refusal? How come he suddenly not only granted a title but also a fiefdom and a royal residence?"

The Empress frowned. "He did refuse that day, and His Majesty even tried to make things difficult for Xue Qinghe, hoping he would give up. But how could he have changed his mind so suddenly after only one day?"

Xue Xing: "So, who exactly is Lin Luo? What's his background?"

The Empress took a deep breath, her eyes flashing. "We've investigated, but found nothing. What kind of identity could Xue Qinghe Xue Qinghe, and to discourage us from even considering the Crown Prince position."

Xue Xing frowned deeply, glanced up at Xue Beng good-for-nothing Xue Beng, and her brows furrowed into a deep frown.

Xue Xing: "However, I heard something from the academy. It's said that Xue Qinghe has already arranged for his adopted son to enroll. He really cares about this child."

Xue Beng exclaimed in surprise, "That child is also Soul Master?"

Empress: "I only recently awakened to this state at the right age. I was afraid of losing face the other day, so I didn't dare to awaken it in front of His Majesty."

"But Imperial Uncle, didn't Qian'er and Fu'er just awaken their Martial Soul? Doesn't that mean they'll be classmates?"

"Xue Beng asked hurriedly.

Mentioning the two children, Xue Xing's face lit up with undisguised pride. "Yes, I'll have them test that Lin Luo. Xue Qinghe is difficult to approach, so we'll start with his adopted son."

The Empress was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Judging from the Prince's appearance, your two grandsons must have quite good Martial Soul?"

Xue Beng exclaimed in surprise, "Mother, you still don't know? The fact that Qian'er and Fu'er are geniuses has already spread throughout the entire royal family!"

The Empress looked puzzled, and hesitated before asking, "Isn't it... the Swan Martial Soul?"

Xue Xing stroked his beard smugly. "They've mutated! The only two mutated Martial Soul in the royal family have appeared in my two grandsons at the same time. It's fate!"