Douluo: Becoming Qian Renxue

"Your Majesty, who do you think it is?" Ning Fengzhi asked thoughtfully, touching his chin.

His eyes were deep, as if he had seen through some clues.

Xue Qinghe smiled slightly, his eyes sparkling with wisdom, and turned his head and said softly: "Teacher, with your intelligence, how could you not figure out their tricks?"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head lightly with a hint of helplessness on his face. He glanced at Xue Qinghe and Tang Hao and said, "Your Majesty, you are joking. Xueyan Pavilion and Haotian Sect do not have any direct hatred. They should not be so cruel as to kill less than 200 people from Haotian Sect."

Tang Hao frowned, his eyes filled with hatred for the Spirit Hall. "It is unlikely that it was the Xueyan Pavilion. They have only been established for a few years. Even if they are powerful, they would not attack without reason. The Haotian Sect began to retreat before they were established, and they have no direct hatred with them. But if it was the Spirit Hall, with their usual style of doing things, how could they be so cautious as to wear a mask? This is really puzzling."

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment and then slowly said, "So, I think this incident is a carefully designed trick."

"Let's boldly assume that the murderer is indeed from the Spirit Hall, but they cannot possibly possess the high-tech soul guides described by the Seventh Elder of the Clear Sky Sect. Then, the only explanation is that the murderer has helpers."

"And this helper... is most likely from Xueyan Pavilion." Ning Fengzhi's voice was low and powerful, as if unveiling a mysterious veil.

Tang Hao frowned, his eyes revealing doubt and puzzlement. He looked at Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi and said slowly: "Your Majesty, Sect Master Ning, why do you think Xueyan Pavilion chose to help Spirit Hall to deal with our Haotian Sect? The reason behind this is really puzzling."

Xue Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "This is exactly what confuses me. The culprit of this incident can only be Wuhun Hall. And the geographical location of Haotian Sect is extremely secretive. If it is said that Xueyan Pavilion can detect its specific location in such a short time, it is hard to convince people."

Ning Fengzhi stood up, put his hands behind his back, looked at Tang Hao with deep eyes, and said in a serious tone: "No matter how you speculate, the fact has already happened. Wuhun Hall and Xueyan Pavilion must be involved. Your Majesty Haotian, it seems that you have a lot more enemies."

Tang Hao sighed softly, looking a little tired, but his eyes still gleamed with determination, "No matter what, the Haotian Sect is deeply grateful for the help of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and the Tiandou Empire."

Xue Qinghe smiled slightly, with a hint of deep meaning in his smile, "Your Majesty Haotian, as the saying goes, 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend'. We have a common goal, so I will naturally do my best to help the Haotian Sect."

Tang Hao heard the other party's tone of wooing, and his heart moved slightly, and then he said: "Your Majesty has such great ambitions, which is a great fortune for Tiandou."

In the past, he was a straightforward person who spoke and acted directly, and was not good at speaking nice words. But after following Tang Yuehua in places like Yuexuan for two years, he listened to Tang Yuehua's daily interactions with people, and gradually learned some tactful ways to deal with people, and was able to cleverly deal with various situations.

The Haotian Sect was now seriously injured. Although the Li Clan had joined, it was almost impossible to rebuild the sect in a short period of time. There were only a few young disciples left in the sect, and most of the remaining ones were old, weak, sick and disabled, with little combat power.

This gave Tang Hao a headache, because these people needed someone to take care of their daily lives, and they had just lost their loved ones and were depressed, so they needed more care and comfort.

In the past half month, the survival of this group of people has basically relied on the support of Yuexuan and Lizhi Clan. However, long-term dependence on others is not a long-term solution, and they need to find a more stable and sustainable solution.

Therefore, Tang Hao came to meet Xue Qinghe this time not only to talk about the murderer's speculation, but also to get the assistance and support of the Tiandou Empire. He believed that the Qinghe Emperor would not refuse their request. After all, the prosperity of a country cannot be separated from the support and cooperation of various forces. As the leader of the seven major sects, if the Haotian Sect can get the support of the Tiandou Empire, it will not only help to restore the strength of the sect, but also enhance the overall strength of the Tiandou Empire after the sect recovers to a certain state.

At the same time, he believed that for Xue Qinghe, establishing a good relationship with the Haotian Sect was also an important means to consolidate his position.

“Your Majesty, our Haotian Sect is no longer as glorious as it once was, but if Your Majesty does not mind, the Haotian Sect is willing to pursue the dream with Your Majesty.” Tang Hao lowered his head slightly, his tone full of respect.

As a real man, he must know how to bend and stretch. Now he shoulders the heavy responsibility of leading the sect to survive, and can no longer do whatever he wants like in the past.

Xue Qinghe smiled and said, "Your Majesty Haotian, you are the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent! Even though you were severely injured by the young master of the Spirit Hall, I still firmly believe that your strength should not be underestimated."

Ning Fengzhi looked at the two of them silently, wondering what he was thinking in his heart.

Tang Hao sighed softly and said frankly: "Your Majesty, since we are about to become teammates, I will tell you the truth. At present, my strength may only be at the peak of Soul Saint."

“But if I go all out, I should be able to unleash an attack close to my previous level. However, I sincerely hope that I won’t encounter such an extreme situation, otherwise, I will become a real loser.”

"A piece of trash whose martial spirit is completely damaged."

Xue Qinghe's eyes flashed with regret, but before he could speak, Tang Hao continued: "Your Majesty, the hope of our Haotian Sect now does not lie with me."

Xue Qinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a hint of doubt, and said, "Oh?"

Tang Hao raised his eyes and said firmly: "Tang San, my son."

When Xue Qinghe heard the name, a thoughtful look appeared on his face, and he slowly said: "Tang San's outstanding performance in the All-Continental High-Level Spirit Master Competition two years ago was indeed unforgettable. He is a genius with twin martial spirits. Among the twin martial spirits currently known, in addition to Pope Bibi Dong and Guang Xi of the Spirit Hall team, he is the other one."

At this point, his tone paused slightly, as if he was hinting at something.

Tang Hao looked at Xue Qinghe quietly without responding to his words.

Xue Qinghe smiled and continued, "Your Majesty Haotian, I am very much looking forward to his future."

However, his smile did not reach his eyes, instead revealing an elusive emotion. (End of this chapter)