Chapter 211: @Golden Liquid Angel, Look, This Is Your Wife
Inside the Pope's Palace of Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong sat atop the towering throne, her fingers tightening around the scepter in her hand.
The amethyst at the top of the scepter emitted a dazzling purple light due to the sudden surge of her soul power.
The guards on both sides of the hall were crushed to their knees by this sudden, terrifying killing intent, their bodies trembling as they didn't even dare to lift their heads.
Her gaze was locked tightly onto the chat group before her.
Every word in the chat group was like a hammer, striking against her heart.
A million-year first soul ring and a four-hundred-thousand-year first soul ring on the second martial soul.
She possessed twin martial souls.
She was the only person on the continent who had cultivated twin martial souls to become a Titled Douluo.
She understood better than anyone that for both the first and second martial souls, absorbing even a ten-thousand-year first soul ring required bearing immense risk, let alone one over a hundred thousand years.
And then there was that god-making plan.
After a soul beast sacrifices itself, not only does it not dissipate, but it can even follow the host to become a god and enter the God Realm?
Bibi Dong's breathing became slightly rapid.
Her fingertip lightly tapped on the screen, sending out a message.
[The Pope Herself]: Quite interesting. I didn't expect the opening of Douluo Dalu: Peerless Tang Sect to be like this.
After sending the message, her gaze once again fell on the ID [Golden Liquid Angel] in the group. Her eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of coldness surfacing in her heart.
This ID had been mysterious ever since joining the group, rarely speaking.
Even when it did speak, it was only to gather various bits of information, and it paid particular attention to news about Qian Renxue.
Now, she was increasingly feeling that something was off.
…
At this moment.
Someone entered the training ground of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Dugu Yan was the first to notice the movement and looked toward the entrance.
"Someone's here. Looks like the ceremonial guard of the Heaven Dou royal family."
She paused, then added, "It's Crown Prince Xue Qinghe. I've seen him a few times with my grandfather."
Lin Qingmo's fingertip paused as he raised his eyes toward the entrance.
A squad of royal knights clad in silver armor cleared the way ahead.
In the middle, a luxuriously decorated carriage slowly came to a stop, and the door opened.
A young man dressed in a moon-white crown prince robe stepped down.
He had a handsome appearance and a refined, gentle temperament. Every movement carried the bearing unique to royal nobility.
A perfectly measured warm smile rested on his face, making others instinctively feel goodwill toward him.
It was Xue Qinghe.
Lin Qingmo's gaze swept over him, a hint of amusement rising in his heart.
Others might not see it, but he did.
This refined and elegant crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire was nothing more than a fake.
The real Xue Qinghe had long since died.
The one standing here now was the young lady of Spirit Hall, the inheritor of the Angel God, Qian Renxue.
It had to be said, Qian Renxue's disguise was flawless.
Whether it was her figure, voice, or temperament, she perfectly replicated what a royal crown prince should be.
Even her walking posture carried the steadiness of someone long in a position of power.
Even a Titled Douluo wouldn't be able to see through her disguise.
Just as Lin Qingmo was observing her, Xue Qinghe also noticed his gaze.
Unlike the reverence and curiosity in others' eyes,
Lin Qingmo's gaze held a clarity that seemed to see through everything.
It was as if all her disguises were meaningless before him, completely seen through inside and out.
Qian Renxue felt a slight shock in her heart, her fingers subconsciously tightening on her sleeve.
But she had been disguising herself for so long that she had already developed the composure to remain unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before her.
The smile on her face did not change in the slightest; only her gaze lingered on Lin Qingmo for a few seconds longer.
"This must be Lin Qingmo, whom the three education committee members keep praising? I heard you're not even thirteen yet and are already a Soul Ancestor."
"Truly extraordinary."
Qian Renxue slowly walked into the training ground.
The surrounding teachers and students all stopped what they were doing and bowed.
She raised a hand to signal that they need not be overly formal, her gentle voice spreading throughout the training ground.
"No need to be restrained, everyone. I merely heard that the academy has recently received a few exceptionally talented students, so I came to take a look. Nothing more."
Her gaze swept across the people present, finally landing on Ning Rongrong as she walked toward her.
Ning Rongrong also withdrew her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul.
Looking at Xue Qinghe approaching, Ning Rongrong put on a polite smile.
When Xue Qinghe reached her, the smile on his face softened slightly as he spoke, "Junior Sister Rongrong, long time no see."
Ning Rongrong blinked and responded, "Senior Brother Qinghe."
But inwardly, she felt a bit puzzled.
She had seen Xue Qinghe a few times before when accompanying her father, and her father valued this disciple greatly.
She just didn't expect Xue Qinghe to come specifically to the training ground to find her, especially at a time like this.
Xue Qinghe's gaze rested on her as he continued, "Does Teacher know that you've come to Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"
Ning Rongrong shook her head. "I haven't had time to tell my father yet. Once things are settled here, I'll write him a letter."
Qian Renxue nodded. "In a few days, I also plan to visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to pay my respects to Teacher. I can inform him for you."
Ning Rongrong smiled. "Then I'll trouble Senior Brother."
Most of their conversation was simple pleasantries, as their relationship wasn't particularly close.
After speaking with Ning Rongrong,
Xue Qinghe turned around and slowly walked toward Lin Qingmo.
The people around held their breath subconsciously, their eyes fixed on the two of them.
Xue Qinghe stopped in front of Lin Qingmo.
The gentle and refined smile remained on his face as he extended his hand toward Lin Qingmo.
"You must be Little Brother Lin Qingmo? I've heard the education committee mention you, saying you are a genius rarely seen in a hundred years across the empire and even the continent. Seeing you today, you truly carry an extraordinary bearing."
"I wonder if we could be friends?"
Looking at the hand extended toward him, Lin Qingmo laughed inwardly.
Qian Renxue's disguise truly left no flaws.
If it were someone else, they would likely have been completely deceived by this refined and gentle appearance.
A smile curved on his lips as he also extended his hand, clasping Xue Qinghe's.
"Your Highness is too kind. Being able to befriend Your Highness is my honor."
The moment their hands met, Lin Qingmo could clearly feel it.
Although the hand before him appeared broad, the fingertips were exceptionally delicate.
It was not a hand that a man should have.
Moreover, his palm carried a faint warmth.
That was the sacred aura of the Angel Martial Soul, perfectly concealed by soul power.
Only through close contact could it be detected.
At the same moment of the handshake, Qian Renxue also deliberately released a trace of soul power, trying to probe Lin Qingmo's depth.
However, the soul power she released the moment it entered Lin Qingmo's body was like a stone sinking into the sea, disappearing instantly without a trace, leaving no ripple.
Her heart jolted.
He clearly only appeared to have the cultivation of a Soul Ancestor.
Yet the reserve of soul power within his body was even more abundant than that of a Soul King.
At the moment, the two shook hands.
Lin Qingmo silently took a photo of their handshake and sent it directly to the chat group.
He even specifically tagged "Golden Liquid Angel."
[Dad Douluo]: @Golden Liquid Angel, look, this is the beautiful wife you've been going crazy about wanting to find every day, Qian Renxue.
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