Douluo: The blue phoenix cries loudly, and the wind whistles through the air

Chapter 2 Prince Xue Qinghe

In order to survive, homeless children must mature more precociously than their peers.

Wang Fang did not dwell too much on this issue.

Having helped him awaken his martial spirit, she could be considered his mentor. With this friendship, he would definitely not treat her unfairly in the future.

That night.

After some disguise, Sarath secretly went to the prince's mansion.

In Tiandou City, he is the only person who knows Xue Qinghe's true identity.

After all, in order to cooperate with the action, the Spirit Hall's greatest power in the Tiandou Empire is the Spirit Hall of Sarath.

Xue Qinghe was slightly surprised when he heard his report. "Oh? A genius actually came to me on his own initiative."

Sarath gave a series of flattering remarks while explaining.

Xue Qinghe's expression suddenly changed, and he scolded, "Although the child can't lie, he can talk nonsense. Are you sure he's telling the truth?"

Sarath's expression froze, and hesitancy appeared on his face.

Indeed, he only listened to Wu Qi's one-sided statement and did not conduct any investigation afterwards.

Xue Qinghe snorted coldly, "He has a bird-like martial spirit and his last name is Wu. Do you think he could be someone from the Earl's Mansion?"

Earl Wu Qinan is quite prestigious in the court.

The people from his house went to the Spirit Hall. Is there some hidden secret behind this, or does the Wu family want to secretly serve the Spirit Hall?

"You come to report to me without investigating anything, Bishop Sarath! You are neglecting your duty!"

Xue Qinghe stopped beating just enough.

Although Sarath is a member of the Pope's Palace, he is not satisfied with the status quo and also has connections with the Offering Palace.

This kind of guy is just waiting for the right price. He will put in more effort in whoever offers more benefits.

Sarath repeatedly admitted his mistakes and then asked, "Young Master, do I need to report this matter to the Grand Priest?"

Xue Qinghe pondered for a moment and said, "Why not? Third Grandfather should be very interested in the Azure Luan Martial Spirit. Send someone to deliver it back urgently. This should be done as soon as possible. I need a definitive answer within ten days."

……

He stayed in the villa for several days, during which time the Wu family did not send anyone out to look for him.

The last bit of attachment Wu Qi had to his family completely vanished.

"Brother Wu, are you going to the city for a walk today?" Wang Fang asked with a smile.

Wu Qi was only arranged to rest here, not under house arrest, and his freedom of life was not restricted.

He scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I want to go to the city to eat some soul beast meat. I heard it is helpful for cultivation."

Wang Fang agreed immediately.

The hospitality expenses were paid for by the temple, and she could also have a good meal, so there was no reason for her to refuse.

As soon as the two stepped out of the mansion, a team of soldiers in standard armor surrounded the mansion; among them, a small team of soldiers stood on both sides of the road, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

Wang Fang frowned slightly, shielding Wu Qi behind her, and asked, "This is the Holy Temple's territory. Who ordered you to surround this place?"

These soldiers didn't dare to speak for their master and just stood there quietly.

Soon, a carriage drove up, surrounded by soldiers.

A refined and easy-going young man got out of the car.

Judging from the style of the frame, it is undoubtedly the prince's car.

"Don't be nervous. I have already discussed with Bishop Sarath and will go here to meet the little genius. That's all."

As he spoke, Xue Qinghe handed Sarath's handwritten letter to Wang Fang.

Wu Qi quickly bowed and said, "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

He knew Xue Qinghe's true identity very well.

The Qingluan Martial Soul is the same as the Martial Soul of the Three Ceremony Qingluan Douluo. Xue Qinghe came here at this time, most likely for Qingluan Douluo.

"Your Highness, Wu Qi is still young, this..." Wang Fang hesitated.

If Xue Qinghe pried Wu Qi away, it would definitely be a huge loss for the Spirit Hall.

Xue Qinghe remained calm and responded with a faint smile, "Bishop Sarath has made it very clear. Is this lady still trying to stop me?"

"Don't dare."

Wang Fang retreated aside in disappointment.

……

The Crown Prince's officials were guarding the door, leaving only Xue Qinghe and Wu Qi inside. "You don't seem nervous to see me, truly worthy of being a genius with innate soul power."

Wu Qi calmly responded, "Your Highness, I have already promised the Bishop that I will join the Spirit Hall. Are you here to recruit me?"

Xue Qinghe suddenly smiled.

It seemed that the person in front of him was more interesting than he had expected.

"I'm not here to recruit you, but to give you an opportunity."

"Your Highness, please give your instructions."

In the past few days, Xue Qinghe learned about Wu Qi's situation from the Wu family through indirect inquiries.

A marginalized member of the family, ignored by everyone, would remain unattended even after being missing for days. After confirming that his actions did not represent the Wu family's intentions, there was no reason for Spirit Hall not to take him into its fold.

As for Wu Qi's background, if they made up a false story later, the Wu family would have no way of checking it out, and they would not even know that he was a member of the Wu family.

"When you join the Spirit Hall, two groups of people will likely approach you. I think you should choose a teacher who shares your spirit, rather than one who chooses power or status."

"When cultivating a martial soul, the most important thing is the right one. Do you know how to choose?"

Wu Qi complained in his heart.

Doesn't it just imply that he should accept Qingluan Douluo's kindness and give up Bibi Dong?

However, Xue Qinghe's true identity is of great importance, and being able to say this is already the limit.

If you say more, you risk being exposed.

Seeing that Wu Qi seemed to understand but not quite, Xue Qinghe got up and left.

On this trip, he only needed to understand Wu Qi's temperament, and would not consider other things for the time being.

Afterwards, Wang Fang asked about the content of the conversation.

Wu Qi always evaded the question by claiming that he didn't understand.

After all, Xue Qinghe's words were indeed incomprehensible to a six-year-old child.

……

That night, the news reached the Spirit Hall.

The innate talent of full soul power is even more enchanting than the golden generation planned by Pope Bibi Dong.

If such a person is recruited, he will surely become a capable general in the future.

Seeing Wu Qi's martial spirit, Bibi Dong knew that the Worship Hall would take action, so she sent out her capable subordinate, Ghost Douluo.

Ghost Douluo traveled very quickly to Tiandou City and brought Wu Qi back as soon as possible. Bibi Dong then accepted him as her disciple.

Once the matter is settled, it will be difficult for the Worship Hall to forcibly snatch people away.

Of course, the Hall of Worship will not sit idly by.

Seeing that Qingluan Douluo was interested in Wu Qi, Qian Daoliu sent him out.

……

Five days later, on the outskirts of Tiandou City.

Qingluan Douluo and Ghost Douluo are both agility attack type soul masters, and his strength has reached level ninety-seven. In terms of speed, he is not comparable to the latter.

When Ghost Douluo arrived exhausted, he happened to run into Qingluan Douluo, who looked lazy.

"Ghost, go back, you have nothing to do here." Qingluan Douluo said casually.

The momentum of level ninety-seven was released invisibly.

Ghost Douluo's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly retreated two hundred meters, barely enduring this soul pressure.

"Qingluan, this is the Pope's death order. I must complete it. Please give me some favors."

Qingluan Douluo snorted lightly, "I'll give you two choices. Fight me. If you win, I'll do as you say. Otherwise, get lost. Bibi Dong can't even order me around!"

"This..." Ghost Douluo looked ugly.

In terms of strength and speed, he is no match for the opponent, so how dare he resist?

He remained silent for a long time, still unwilling to leave.

Qingluan Douluo snorted coldly: "There's no point in continuing this stalemate, let alone testing my patience. I'll give you three minutes. If you don't leave, it will be considered as an active attack on me!"

If I get beaten now, not only will I fail to complete the mission, but I will also be punished when I return.

If that’s the case, why take a beating for nothing?
Thinking of this, Ghost Douluo left in disappointment.

(End of this chapter)