manynovel Chapter 538 Renxue: Let's get Xiaofeng first!
Chapter 538 Renxue: Let's get Xiaofeng first!
Chapter 538 Qian Renxue: Let's get Xiao Feng first!
Upon hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Emperor Xueye was overjoyed and clapped his hands in praise:
"Well done, as expected of Sect Master Ning. His analysis is so original and insightful, and his grasp of the situation in the empire and even the continent is so accurate. It is truly admirable."
Subsequently, regarding the Spirit Hall sending a team to participate in the Heaven Dou Empire's Imperial City Tournament, Emperor Xueye made his final judgment:
"In that case, let's do as Sect Master Ning says and agree to the Spirit Hall's application to participate."
"However, we don't need to give them any special treatment. Let them participate in the qualifiers just like the other college teams."
After speaking, he looked at Crown Prince Xue Qinghe and gave him an order:
"Qinghe, I'll leave this matter to you."
Xue Qinghe immediately and respectfully accepted the order:
"Yes, Father!"
But beneath his slightly lowered head, a barely perceptible smile involuntarily crept onto the corner of his mouth: "Done!"
After resolving the Spirit Hall's application to participate in the competition, the group then began a long and drawn-out struggle over various political matters concerning the Heaven Dou Empire.
During this period, the two sides, led by Crown Prince Xue Qinghe and Prince Xue Xing, inevitably argued, attacked, and bickered. The entire council hall was as noisy as a marketplace, and the boiling noise never stopped.
The chaos in the Heaven Dou court was so bad that not only did Emperor Xue Ye feel a headache, but even Ning Fengzhi, who was usually very patient, and Sword Douluo, who had a clear understanding of swordsmanship, couldn't help but twitch their brows.
Of those present, perhaps only Qian Renxue, who was disguised as the Heavenly Dou Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, and Dugu Bo, the Poison Douluo, could remain calm.
Rather than saying Qian Renxue was calm, it would be more accurate to say she was very happy. After all, the more chaotic the court of the Heavenly Dou Empire was, the more advantageous it would be for her, and the more she could take advantage of the chaos to seize more power.
As for Dugu Bo, he was simply watching the show.
Due to the chaotic political situation in the imperial court, the two factions, led by Crown Prince Xue Qinghe and Prince Xue Xing, attacked each other to an extreme degree.
In short, I disagree with what you agree with, and I insist on agreeing with what you oppose.
As a result, after a court meeting, not a single political issue was resolved or effectively implemented.
Finally, Emperor Xueye, having sat on his throne atop the high platform for too long, could no longer bear it and coughed violently once more, bringing the court proceedings to a close.
Once he had caught his breath, Emperor Xueye, with a stern face, waved his hand to the assembled court officials, signaling the court to adjourn.
"Sect Leader Ning, please wait. Everyone else, please step back."
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Not long after.
All the court officials, including Crown Prince Xue Qinghe and Prince Xue Xing, have left, and the Imperial Guards responsible for protecting Emperor Xue Ye's safety and maintaining order in the main hall have also all withdrawn.
Inside the entire council hall, only Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Emperor Xueye, who was sitting on the high imperial throne and coughing incessantly, remained.
The emperor kept Ning Fengzhi behind on a snowy night, naturally hoping that the latter would examine and treat his body, and see if he could prolong his life and live a few more years.
Unfortunately, what Emperor Xueye didn't know was that the reason his body was aging so rapidly was because he had been poisoned by a mixture of deadly toxins prepared by the Blood of the Porcupine Douluo.
Ning Fengzhi, a support-type Soul Master with little knowledge of poisons, was unable to cure him, and couldn't even detect the signs of poisoning.
Time is running out for Emperor Xueye.
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Hearing the incessant violent coughing behind him, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, who had stepped out of the main hall of council, turned around and looked deeply at the high platform above the hall. A flash of golden light swept across his deep eyes.
Perhaps she was a little too hasty, seizing control of the Heavenly Dou Empire too quickly, which crossed the red line for Emperor Xueye and aroused his vigilance.
That's why Emperor Xueye pushed Prince Xuexing and the fourth prince Xuebeng, those two good-for-nothings, to the forefront to compete with him in order to maintain his precarious rule.
Qian Renxue understood this better than anyone else.
It doesn't matter anyway, since Emperor Xueye won't live much longer. Once he dies, the entire Tiandou Empire will fall into my hands.
No one could stop him from seizing power in the Heaven Dou Empire, not even Prince Xue Xing, the Fourth Prince Xue Beng, or their lackeys.
Those scum, let them all die when the time comes, let them jump around a bit longer for now.
As for controlling the power of the Heaven Dou Empire, it's not too late to increase efforts after this Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament ends.
Anyway, Xiao Feng is coming to Tian Dou City soon, and I probably won't have the heart to deal with those trivial matters then, so I'll just put them aside for now.
In short, let's take down that guy Xiao Feng first.
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Time passed second by second.
A full half hour later, Ning Fengzhi, accompanied by Sword Douluo, finally emerged from the main gate of the council hall.
"teacher."
Upon seeing Ning Fengzhi emerge from the council hall, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, who had been waiting outside, immediately went to greet him.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Ning Fengzhi returned the greeting with a slight bow.
"Teacher, there's no need for such formality." Xue Qinghe gently raised his hand, then inquired, "How is Father's health?"
The tone of his voice already carried a hint of concern and urgency when he asked the question.
"It's hard to say."
Ning Fengzhi slowly shook his head, seemingly finding it difficult to speak.
Xue Qinghe's eyes flickered slightly:
"Teacher, please just tell me, I can handle it."
"well--"
Ning Fengzhi sighed deeply, but decided to tell the truth:
"The situation is not good. His Majesty's health seems robust, but in reality, he is weak inside and out. He probably won't live for many more years."
Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, was immediately shocked:
"How could this be? Father's health was perfectly fine just a few years ago, how could it suddenly become like this?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi frowned, seemingly puzzled as well:
"I can't explain why."
"Logically speaking, given His Majesty's age, his body should not be so weak, especially since His Majesty is a Soul Master, whose physical condition is much stronger than that of ordinary people."
"But His Majesty's body seems to be aging too rapidly, yet I haven't noticed anything unusual about him. This is truly strange."
As he spoke, Ning Fengzhi fell into deep thought.
"Even the teacher can't figure out what's wrong with Father's illness? What should we do?"
Seeing this, Xue Qinghe quickly interrupted his thoughts.
Ning Fengzhi is a man with exceptional insight and wisdom; we absolutely cannot let him overthink things, lest he discover something amiss.
Interrupted from his thoughts, Ning Fengzhi looked at Xue Qinghe, whose face was full of worry, and gently comforted him:
"Your Highness need not worry too much. I just used my healing soul technique to treat His Majesty, and his complexion has improved a lot. If he takes good care of himself, he may live for a few more years."
"Oh? Really?" Xue Qinghe's eyes lit up, and he feigned happiness and gratitude, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, teacher."
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, acknowledging his kindness. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly changed the subject and said:
"However, there's something I think I should say to the Crown Prince."
Xue Qinghe was stunned for a moment:
"Teacher, please go ahead."
Ning Fengzhi gave Xue Qinghe a deep look, his lips not moving an inch, but a meaningful sentence uttered from his mouth, transmitted through soul power into Xue Qinghe's ears:
"Your Highness, you need to make preparations as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, Xue Qinghe glanced back at Ning Fengzhi and nodded knowingly.
"Teacher, I understand!"
The two foxes, one large and one small, stared at each other. Their expressions were indifferent, but the meaning hidden in their eyes was self-evident.
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Southwest of the Heavenly Dou Empire.
Deep within the rolling mountains, a waterfall is formed by a cliff.
Tang San stood on a protruding round rock, holding an ordinary wooden hammer, struggling to swing and strike the torrent cascading down from a cliff more than two hundred meters high.
This was the special training Tang Hao had arranged for him: practicing the Haotian Sect's unique forging hammer technique—the Chaotic Cloak—under the rushing waterfall.
After he left the Heaven Dou Royal Academy with Tang Hao, he traveled through mountains and rivers, spending more than half a month to reach this waterfall deep in the mountains.
The journey alone left Tang San exhausted.
Tang Hao, being a level 95 Super Douluo, could easily bring Tang San here.
But he didn't do that.
In order to strengthen Tang San's physique and temper his will, Tang Hao chose to travel to the special training location on foot, and along the way, he deliberately chose to advance through complex terrain.
Every day, Tang Hao would stride ahead, while Tang San would follow behind, having to concentrate all his energy to gather his soul power in order to barely keep up with his speed.
Tang Hao would only stop when he had completely exhausted Tang San's soul power and brought Tang San's body to its near limit.
After resting for two hours and allowing Tang San's soul power to recover somewhat, Tang Hao would immediately urge him to continue on his journey.
This method of training oneself while traveling was torture for Tang San, far superior to the so-called devilish training that the master had mentioned.
But the benefits are also obvious.
It is precisely because of this that Tang San has benefited greatly from this journey.
His physical attributes became even stronger, his muscles and bones became more resilient, and his soul power unknowingly increased by one level.
Besides.
It seems to be because of a stronger will.
His mental strength was greatly enhanced, and his Purple Demon Eyes also reached a new level, reaching the Mustard Seed Realm, allowing him to see thousands of miles away, observe details meticulously, and see through all illusions.
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puff-
How many times had he been swept into the pool? A hundred times? A thousand times? Tang San had lost count.
The force of a waterfall cascading down a 200-meter-high cliff can only be understood by those who have truly experienced it.
He had been at the waterfall deep in the mountains for more than half a year, and he had been practicing the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique training arranged by his father day and night for more than half a year.
The special training was quite effective. Tang San could clearly feel his progress and gained a deeper understanding of the power of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique.
Tang San was well aware of his weakness: he had plenty of control but lacked explosive power.
His Blue Silver Grass martial soul has excellent control capabilities, but its attack power is not particularly strong, let alone its explosive power.
This is an inherent flaw of Blue Silver Grass; even with his hidden weapon skills, he cannot completely overcome this flaw.
The All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament is about to begin, and on the Soul Arena, the rule is to restrict the use of external objects, so the technique of hidden weapons is naturally useless.
His father had clearly seen his shortcomings, which was why he thought of bringing him here to practice how to use his second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.
From practicing the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, Tang San had clearly grasped the power of the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, namely its powerful explosive force.
However, although Tang San has been practicing the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique for more than half a year, there is still a huge gap between him and the final mastery of it.
As his father instructed, he spent three whole months wielding an iron hammer amidst the rushing torrents of the waterfall before finally mastering the skill of swinging the hammer 99 times without making a single mistake, thus completing the first phase of his special training.
However.
After the second phase of special training was changed to using wooden hammers, it still took three months, but he could only manage to swing the hammers sixty-four times. The final stage of mastery was still a long way off.
This made Tang San feel somewhat discouraged.
But after experiencing the powerful explosive force of combining the Haotian Hammer and the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, he couldn't help but become fascinated and addicted.
Sometimes Tang San couldn't help but think that he should just give up cultivating the Blue Silver Grass martial soul and switch to cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer instead.
However, with the master's earnest teachings and stern admonitions before him, he hesitated to make a decision for a while.
Moreover, his father, Tang Hao, had said that abandoning the cultivation of Blue Silver Grass and switching to the application of the Clear Sky Hammer was only temporary, and that he would eventually have to return to the cultivation of Blue Silver Grass.
Therefore, Tang San had to suppress this unrealistic idea for the time being.
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Struggling to climb out of the pool, Tang San lay sprawled on a rough boulder, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath.
Through the slightly hazy vision, a waterfall cascaded down like a ribbon in the distance, crashing onto the surface of the deep pool with a thunderous roar.
Countless water droplets splashed up, and a refreshing mist rushed towards us, moist and invigorating, making us feel exceptionally comfortable.
Under the sunlight, a seven-colored rainbow spanned the pool, indescribably beautiful and colorful.
However, looking around the valley where the pool is located, there is no beauty to speak of; all that comes to mind is desolation.
All around the valley were broken and collapsed rocks, some large, some small, and some irregularly shaped, piled up haphazardly as if a great battle had taken place there.
You can vaguely see that this place was once a lush and beautiful place, but it seems to have been destroyed by a sudden change.
The only intact part of the entire waterfall valley today is perhaps that protruding round rock in the pool.
Tang San had no idea that everything he saw was actually thanks to his father, Tang Hao.
Back then, Tang Hao saw that the waterfall cave he used to hide Ah Yin and Ah Yin's remaining soul bone had been invaded, and Ah Yin had been pulled up and carelessly thrown on the ground, barely alive. The 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone had also disappeared without a trace.
In a fit of rage, he lost his mind, wielding the Haotian Hammer and recklessly smashing everything he once owned, destroying all that was once beautiful.
After a long rest.
Tang San felt that his strength had almost recovered, so he immediately got up and prepared to go into the water to continue practicing the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique on the protruding round rock in the pool.
But the moment Tang San turned around, a strong hand landed on his shoulder:
"Mistress, stop practicing here for now."
(End of this chapter)