Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 13: Xue Qinghe, who had been living a repressed life, finally obtained the Yao Guang Brew.

A cool breeze was blowing.

The two sat on the ground and ate grilled fish.

That's quite carefree and unrestrained.

Xue Qinghe thought for a moment, then asked:

"At your age, and coming to Heaven Dou City at this time, do you perhaps intend to attend the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"

Then he continued:
"The admission standards for the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy are quite high."

"I can't just eat your fish for free; perhaps I can put in a good word for you."

Li Zhexian wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth and turned his head to look at the white-robed young man he had just met.

Ok.

With fair skin, refined and elegant features, and dressed in a white robe embroidered with gold trim, he clearly came from a wealthy family.

"You're quite impressive."

"The Royal Academy also has a say."

"But I hate going to school the most."

Looking at the boy in the coarse linen white shirt lying on his back on the grass, Xue Qinghe shook his head and chuckled.

In his opinion.

This person is drunk.

His words revealed a complete lack of concern for the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.

To know.

Those who can enter the Royal Academy.

They were all geniuses with some degree of fame.

At this age, how could I not have aspirations?

Xue Qinghe found it interesting and continued to ask:

"Then what do you want?"

Li Zhexian sat up abruptly and said jokingly:
"If you're really that amazing."

"Get me a pot of Yaoguang Brew."

"Yaoguang Brew?"

Xue Qinghe gracefully swallowed the fish in his mouth, put away his fishing rod, and walked away.

His voice carried back from a distance after he had walked some distance.

"A meal of fish can't be exchanged for a pot of Yaoguang wine."

Watching the other person's receding figure, Li Zhexian took a sip of wine and murmured softly.

"Judging from his tone, it seems he really can get his hands on Yao Guang Niang?"

"Yaoguang wine is so rare that even the royal family craved it."

"Who is he...?"

Several names flashed through Li Zhexian's mind.

At this age, she has a delicate appearance and a refined demeanor.

Furthermore, Lotus Lake, which is only one kilometer away from the imperial city, is not deserted.

More likely, it is the private property of some powerful figure.

The answer seems obvious.

Li Zhexian's lips curled up.

"Crown Prince Xue Qinghe of the Heavenly Dou Clan".

"Perhaps... calling her Qian Renxue would be more appropriate."

"That's all."

"I have no interest in getting involved in this kind of power struggle."

"I don't care if it's Xueqinghe or Qianrenxue, as long as you can get me Yaoguang Brew."

"If one fish meal isn't enough, then we'll have several more."

The sun is westward.

Go home.

This night was spent in cultivation again.

The next day, as soon as the sky began to lighten, Li Zhexian excitedly went to Lotus Lake.

He was fishing.

However, this fish is not that fish.

But they waited until the sun was blazing, and Xue Qinghe still hadn't arrived.

Li Zhexian sat under the shade of a tree, glanced at his basket full of fish, and sighed regretfully.

Tiandou Palace.

As usual, Xue Qinghe went to Qianqing Palace to pay his respects to Emperor Xue Ye.

"Your subject Xue Qinghe greets Your Majesty. May Your Majesty be well."

He knelt on one knee, presenting hot tea with both hands.

The Emperor, with a ruddy complexion, was reviewing memorials on a snowy night.

"Get up."

He took the tea from Xue Qinghe's hand.

Emperor Xueye took a sip and nodded in satisfaction.

"Qinghe's tea-brewing skills are getting better and better."

Xue Qinghe raised her head, a smile appearing on her delicate face.

"As long as Father likes it."

Emperor Xueye smiled and continued reviewing the memorials without saying anything more.

Xue Qinghe stood respectfully to one side with his head slightly bowed.

Time passed by minute by minute.

As the sunlight gradually brightened, a eunuch reminded Emperor Xueye that it was time.

Emperor Xue Ye put down the memorial and looked at Xue Qinghe.

"Qinghe, how is your study of the Heavenly Dou Codex?" The Heavenly Dou Codex is a compilation of laws of the Heavenly Dou Empire and a political book that the Crown Prince must study.

Xue Qinghe bowed slightly and said:
"Your subject has already learned it."

"Alright, then Father will test you."

Until the sun became scorching.

The Emperor's test of the Crown Prince had just ended on a snowy night.

"My son, please retire."

Leaving the Qianqing Palace.

Wandering through the imperial palace enclosed by red walls and high tiles.

Xue Qinghe's expression changed from calm to indifferent.

His indifference was bone-chilling, as if covered by a layer of frost.

Once back in his palace...

He stood by the window.

Staring blankly at the flowers in the flowerbed, withered by the scorching sun.

Not long after, another eunuch reported that a certain minister had been waiting for a long time and wanted to pay his respects to the Crown Prince.

Xue Qinghe skillfully shed the coldness on his face, and his expression softened again.

Half an hour later, the minister was seen off.

He didn't even have time to rest before, in his capacity as crown prince, he visited the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy to meet the genius students of this year's class.

On the way back to the palace.

Xue Qinghe remained expressionless.

The Porcupine Douluo and the Serpent Spear Douluo exchanged a glance, then, steeling themselves, spoke:

"Young Master, His Holiness the Pope has informed you that the infiltration of the Heavenly Dou Empire is too slow, and the poison given to Emperor Xue Ye is too mild."

"His Holiness the Pope grants you complete control of the Heavenly Dou Empire within five years."

"Furthermore, His Holiness the Pope also said..."

Xue Qinghe remained expressionless.

But the hand inside the sleeve was clenched tightly, the knuckles turning blue from the force.

He stopped, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled.

Thinking back to how I am now after all these years.

Every day I'm busy doing things I hate.

Xue Qinghe suddenly felt a deep, soul-deep weariness.

"Tell that woman..."

"I don't need her to tell me what to do!"

The porcupine and the snake spear sighed and silently stepped aside.

I saw Xue Qinghe turn around.

They quickly asked:

"Young Master, where are you going?"

Lotus Lake.

Xue Qinghe said coldly without turning his head:
"Don't follow me."

Lotus Lake.

Willows sway gently, reeds sway in the breeze.

The wind that blew carried the fragrance of lotus flowers.

Seeing the white-shirted boy eating with his mouth full of oil, Xue Qinghe blinked and quickly walked over.

He sat down opposite the boy in the white shirt without any regard for his image.

He picked up a fish and put it in his mouth.

Li Zhexian was stunned.

Then, he laughed and scolded:
"You wouldn't eat it yesterday, and now you don't even know how to be polite, huh?"

Xue Qinghe picked up his chopsticks and stirred the fish in the pot a couple of times.

"The fish was a little overcooked today."

Seeing the other party's shameless behavior, Li Zhexian was so angry that he laughed.

He stretched out his greasy hands in front of Xue Qinghe.

"Give me."

Xue Qinghe, with fish in his mouth, looked up and said:
"what?"

Li Zhexian said:

"Shaking Light Brew, ah."

"One meal of fish can't buy you Yaoguang wine, but you can eat two meals of mine."

Xue Qinghe pouted and said:

"A pot of Yaoguang brew is worth a fortune."

"Your fish is really expensive."

Li Zhexian never intended to exchange two meals of fish for Yaoguang wine.

He stood up, dusted himself off, and walked towards the lake.

"This fish is old, I'll go get some fresh ones."

A few minutes later.

Li Zhexian returned.

He saw Xue Qinghe still silently eating fish, as if he hadn't eaten lunch.

On the other side of the Xueqing River.

That is, in his seat.

There is a crystal-clear three-inch glass bottle.

Inside, the wine flows with a shimmering light like a galaxy...

(End of this chapter)