Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

Chapter 22 The Gift of Acquaintance

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"Why don't you... tone it down a bit?"

Xue Qinghe looked somewhat uneasy at the two black dragons on Xuanming's back, which exuded a fierce and murderous aura.

"Excuse me." Xuanming took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

After a few breaths, the two dragons on his back gradually calmed down.

"Your martial soul mutation is quite interesting," Xue Qinghe said inexplicably.

Before he came, Dugu Yan had told him that the two dragons on Xuanming's back seemed to reflect his truest thoughts.

Xuanming can pretend and endure, but the two dragons on his back cannot.

"What does the Crown Prince want to say?" Xuanming asked.

“I was going to advise you to put this matter aside for now, but seeing how you were just now, I decided not to waste my breath,” Xue Qinghe said.

The ferocity was a problem with his martial spirit, but such intense killing intent was something this kid himself had come up with.

"However, I still have some questions I'd like to ask." Xue Qinghe walked into the pavilion and sat down.

"Yanzi said that you could have run away by yourself, but you still took her with you?"

“She misunderstood,” Xuanming said.

"In that situation, if I ran alone, those people would only have me as their target."

"I'm not confident I can escape from the hands of three Soul Masters and one Soul Sect Master."

Xue Qinghe raised an eyebrow. "So, you were also dragging her into this back then?"

"Not really, after all, Barth was already furious at the time, and if she hadn't run away, she would definitely have been arrested anyway," Xuanming said.

"We're all in the same boat, so there's no question of us being a burden."

In that situation, if he had abandoned Dugu Yan and run away, he would have been courting death.

How could someone like him possibly escape from Tiandou City alone?

By bringing Dugu Yan along, there's at least a gamble that someone who knows her might appear.

“You’re quite frank,” Xue Qinghe said.

"But judging from what you're saying, you and Yanzi don't seem to be particularly close, at least not to you."

"But I don't see it that way about her towards you."

“She felt sorry for me, and that’s all because I’m good-looking,” Xuanming said.

“A beautiful girl with a tragic past can easily arouse a man’s sympathy and protective instincts.”

"If it were a man, he would easily evoke a woman's sympathy and protective instincts as well."

"That's not quite right to say it like that," Xue Qinghe said, frowning slightly.

"If I were ugly, do you think the Crown Prince would still protect me so much?" Xuanming asked.

"This..." Xue Qinghe really didn't know how to refute it for a moment.

After all, she was only pretending to be a man; in essence, she was also a woman.

Xuanming's words may be unpleasant to hear, but they are indeed the truth.

Whether someone is good-looking or not can indeed have a significant impact on their choices in many situations.

"I heard from Yanzi that you were an orphan born in a small border village. How do you know so much?" Xue Qinghe asked.

"Has the Crown Prince ever been to the border?" Xuanming asked.

"No," Xue Qinghe said.

“If you go and take a walk, you’ll know that the more you see, the more you understand,” Xuanming said.

“That makes sense.” Xue Qinghe nodded.

"If I have time, I'll go for a walk."

"Is there anything else?" As he spoke, Xuanming had already picked up the scattered stones and put them away.

"I'd like to see your area of ​​talent," Xue Qinghe said.

He only glanced at it from afar and hadn't even entered the area before Golong attacked and sent Xuanming flying.

“My domain isn’t fun,” Xuanming said.

“Talent domains are extremely rare, appearing only in a very few special martial souls. I’m very curious about what your domain is like,” Xue Qinghe said.

She knew of only two talent domains: the Angel Domain of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, and the Death Spider Emperor Domain of that woman. According to the descriptions of the guards under Barth, this kid's white light domain was extremely strange, and she was genuinely curious: which was stronger, this thing or her Angel Domain?
“My domain will make you very uncomfortable,” Xuanming warned.

"It's alright, it's just my own curiosity," Xue Qinghe said.

Xuan thought for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Before the words were finished, a tranquil white light quietly spread out, enveloping the unsuspecting Xue Qinghe.

In an instant, Xue Qinghe felt that his vision and hearing were blocked, and he could see and hear nothing!
His breathing became extremely heavy, as if his throat was being choked, and the flow of his soul power came to a standstill.

hum!
A golden flash of light, and almost instantly, Xue Qinghe broke free from the suppression of the white light, looking at Xuan Ming with lingering fear.

What the hell is this thing?!
She instinctively activated her Angelic Domain to resist!
"Your Highness, are you alright?" Xuanming withdrew his domain.

"It's nothing." Xue Qinghe took a breath and recovered.

"Your domain is indeed domineering."

No wonder this kid dared to attack Bars back then; with his limited abilities, Bars couldn't possibly react to this terrifying domain!
Even though he's not a Soul Master, this talent domain has this kind of effect...

"Is there anything else, Your Highness?" Xuanming asked.

Xue Qinghe pondered for a long time, then raised his head and looked into Xuan Ming's eyes, "You want revenge, to kill Barth, is that right?"

“Isn’t the Crown Prince asking a question he already knows the answer to?” Xuanming said.

“What if I help you kill Barth?” Xue Qinghe said.

"..."

"What does the Crown Prince mean by this?" Xuanming asked.

Xue Qinghe stood up. "Poison Douluo is now a guest elder of the Heaven Dou royal family. Even if he knows about this, Dugu Yan has given up pursuing it. He has to consider the overall situation, so naturally he can't help you."

"Even if I were to help you, can you afford to do a favor for a Title Douluo?"

"..."

Xuanming remained silent, watching Xue Qinghe's performance in quiet.

His earlier remarks at the tailor shop, which were inappropriate for his age, were not only to express his attitude to Dugu Yan, but also to attract the attention of the eldest prince.

Ultimately, he didn't trust Dugu Bo. That old poisoner's personality was unpredictable, and he didn't have a titled Douluo as a father. Facing Dugu Bo, he was insecure; his life wasn't in his own hands.

Dugu Yan's concern for him stemmed solely from sympathy for a pathetic child.

Moreover, Yue Guan Gui Mei knew of his existence and had sensed his domain; those two would definitely report this news back to the Spirit Hall.

Perhaps the same things the Spirit Hall did to Tang San and his friends will soon happen to him.

If Kiku-ki attacks him, can Dugu Bo protect him?
Or, to put it another way, will that old poison master confront Kiku-ki again in order to protect him?
He thought it was unlikely.

Therefore, his current situation remains dangerous.

Even if Dugu Bo spares him out of consideration for their past hardships, the Spirit Hall might just have Yue Guan or Gui Mei appear at his bedside tonight and slap him to death.

In this situation, the only person he could rely on was Qian Renxue, who was disguised as Xue Qinghe.

Only Qian Renxue has the ability to shield him from the dangers posed by the Spirit Hall.

However, he was quite surprised that Qian Renxue took the bait so quickly and so directly.

“Barth, isn’t he the Crown Prince’s cousin?” Xuanming asked.

"It's precisely because he's my cousin that I've helped him so much," Xue Qinghe said.

"But you saw how unrepentant he was. I have done more than enough."

Xuanming paused for a moment, then said, "The Crown Prince said that I cannot accept a favor from a Title Douluo. Do you think I can accept a favor from the Crown Prince?"

"It's hardly a favor," Xue Qinghe said.

Consider it a gift for how we met.

Xuanming did not respond immediately, his head lowered, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, Xue Qinghe walked over and half-squatted in front of Xuanming. "I can let you kill him with your own hands!"

Xuanming looked up. "Isn't this gift from the Crown Prince a bit too expensive?"

"I'm afraid I can't accept that."

"No." Xue Qinghe raised her right hand, placed it on Xuan Ming's shoulder, and looked into his eyes.

"You deserve it!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)