Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 67 First Encounter with Qian Renxue

The Heavenly Dou Empire, near Soto City.

As we passed through the ancient and bustling city of Soto, sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds, illuminating the nearby buildings scattered about.

After all this time, the Blade System's companion mission is about to begin!

Following the instructions of the accompanying mission, Blade led the Blue Silver Emperor to a coffee shop in Soto City.

Outside the café, the sycamore trees lining both sides of the street are lush and green. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves, seemingly telling the story of the city's vicissitudes and vitality.

Inside the café, the rich aroma of coffee permeated the air, intertwining with the melodious strains of jazz music to create a tranquil and cozy atmosphere.

The corner that Blade chose was perfect for taking in the beautiful scenery outside the window.

At this moment, Blade sat in the corner of the coffee shop, by the floor-to-ceiling glass window. His hands were still holding the cleaver, and the scabbard was engraved with intricate patterns, revealing the marks of time.

He closed his eyes, his brows slightly furrowed, seemingly contemplating the upcoming mission and quietly awaiting its commencement.

Sitting opposite him was a brand-new version of the Blue Silver Emperor, which he had personally resurrected and nurtured with system items.

Her body, reshaped by mysterious forces, radiated a faint glow, as if every inch of her skin was a work of art, delicate yet full of power.

Her eyes were like deep pools, clear yet unfathomable, reflecting her loyalty and reverence for the blade.

This plant-type emperor, who once dominated the Douluo Continent, has been resurrected. Perhaps it's because of the system, or perhaps it's out of gratitude for being resurrected by Ren Yishou.

She regarded the blade as her master and willingly submitted to it.

This feeling was so unwavering that, to outsiders, it seemed as if she were completely devoted to following him.

In the Blue Silver Emperor's heart, there was a clear master-servant relationship between them, and this loyalty and obedience stemmed from a firm belief deep within her soul.

Of course, this is all based on Blue Silver Emperor's own perspective.

Blade, however, remained silent on the matter. He never clearly defined their relationship, nor did he issue orders to the Blue Silver Emperor as he would to ordinary servants.

In his view, it was nothing more than a simple collaboration where "we achieve our goals through each other's hands," and according to the possible development of the mission...

Blade did only what he deemed necessary, which was to let the Blue Silver Emperor know everything she needed to know.

In the future, Blade may need her power, her all-around assistant abilities and identity, to help him complete his role.

"Master, wouldn't you like to try the coffee here? It's quite good."

"The person we're waiting for might still be some time away."

Blue Silver Emperor's red lips parted slightly, her voice soft and alluring, her blue pupils sparkling with starlight, a testament to her anticipation and concern for the blade.

Over the years, she had grown deeply accustomed to Ren's silence and aloofness.

But this couldn't stop his every subtle movement, every unintentional glance, from stirring her heartstrings.

In the heart of the Blue Silver Emperor, there were no complicated emotional entanglements, only pure and utter loyalty, admiration, and love. Her feelings for the Blade were as firm and unwavering as her control over the Blue Silver Grass.

"Need not."

Ren shook his head slightly. He kept his eyes closed and rested, his world-weary face showing little expression, as if he maintained a faint distance from everything in the outside world.

He didn't say much; such scenes were already commonplace for them.

Upon seeing this, the Blue Silver Emperor's lips curled up slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

She maintained a constant sense of respect, observing every detail of the blade with a mixture of fascination and caution, even out of the corner of her eye.

Her eyes were filled with reverence and deep affection for Blade, as if simply looking at him like this was her greatest happiness.

As the emperor among Blue Silver Grass, the Blue Silver Emperor's appearance and temperament are self-evident.

Her beauty was like the stars in the night sky, dazzling and radiant; her demeanor was like that of a noble empress, elegant and dignified.

However, all of this seemed insignificant in the face of the blade.

In Blue Silver Emperor's eyes, Blade's aura and charm far surpassed her own, and his position in her heart was incomparable to any other brilliance.

In her eyes, the blade was the center of her world, a peak she could never reach.

At this moment, an indescribable emotion surged within Blue Silver Emperor's heart.

She didn't know if it was because she had spent a lot of time by Ren's side and was influenced by his unique temperament and charm, or because of her deep respect and love for Ren.

Blue Silver Emperor felt incredibly excited and proud of such a master.

The desire to give everything one has transcends any external constraints.

She didn't even need the mandatory requirement of the abundant power contract that seemed to come from the system. Her willingness and her wholehearted dedication came from the purest and most sincere heart.

A resolute light shone in Blue Silver Emperor's blue eyes, and a gentle smile curved her lips, a smile that reflected her unconditional trust and support for Blade.

She knew that no matter who Blade was waiting for, no matter what their goal was, she would follow in his footsteps without hesitation.

"Yes, I believe the person we're waiting for will arrive soon."

Blue Silver Emperor's voice revealed a hint of expectation and confidence.

Her gaze was fixed on Ren, as if to tell him that whatever awaited them ahead, she would fight alongside him and face it together.

Her loyalty and steadfastness, like the blue silver grass on her body, are resilient and vibrant no matter the wind or rain.

A short while later, the door of the café was gently pushed open, and three figures slowly walked into the cozy space.

The coffee shop clerk's eyes lit up when he saw this. He quickly stepped out from behind the counter, his face beaming with a warm smile, like a blooming flower, as he fawned over the three very elegantly dressed guests.

At first glance, the three guests exuded an extraordinary air, clearly wealthy and noble. Their attire was exquisite, and every piece of jewelry revealed their luxury and refined taste.

The receptionist was both excited and nervous that the person who had the honor of visiting his small-town coffee shop was so kind to him.

"Welcome, esteemed guests! What would you like to try today? Our coffee selection ranges from classic Imperial to rich latte, with a variety of flavors to ensure your satisfaction!!"

The receptionist's voice was full of enthusiasm and confidence; he tried his best to demonstrate his professionalism and respect for the guests.

"Please come this way, sir. There are VIP rooms prepared for our distinguished guests. The environment is elegant and will definitely allow you to enjoy the most comfortable experience."

The receptionist, with a genuine smile on his face, bowed slightly and elegantly pointed to a secluded and luxurious private room.

His movements were skillful and graceful, and every detail revealed his passion for the service industry and his respect for his guests.

At this moment, the other customers in the café couldn't help but glance at them curiously, observing these obviously unusual VIPs.

At the same time, the woman in the middle of the three, with short blonde hair and dressed in elegant and luxurious attire, spoke slowly. Her voice was as melodious as a nightingale's, yet it was also composed and dignified:

"Yes, we must be tired from the journey. Let's rest here for a while."

Her tone conveyed an undeniable firmness, yet also carried a touch of gentleness, making it impossible to refuse.

"Just bring us three cups of coffee, thank you."

Her words were concise, yet full of respect for the service staff. This unintentional politeness made people feel exceptionally comfortable.

The person wasn't exactly stunningly beautiful, but he gave off an impression of being very talkative, and his speech exuded a calm and composed air.

Her eyes were deep, and her words revealed a deep and calculating nature, but her attitude was so pleasant and comforting.

At the same time, she was dressed in luxurious clothes, and every detail of her clothing showed her extraordinary taste. It was clear from her clothes that she must have come from a prominent noble family.

However, she had none of the airs of an aristocrat; her approachable demeanor made her easy to feel comfortable and accept.

No need to overthink it!

The newcomer was none other than Xue Qinghe, the eldest prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire!

Despite her noble status, she was never ostentatious; this understated luxury made people look at her with even greater respect.

Beside her were two people. One was She Long, an elder of the Spirit Hall. He was tall and burly, with a serious face. His Spirit Hall attire made him appear solemn and dignified.

The other was Ci Xue, the Porcupine Douluo. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he exuded an aura that no one dared to underestimate. Their presence undoubtedly added a touch of tension and mystery to the small café.

"Let's go, Uncle She, let's rest here for a while, and then continue on to Soto City."

Xue Qinghe's voice carried a hint of relaxation, but her eyes revealed a firm sense of purpose.

"Hopefully, this time we'll find some clues. If we could meet both of those genius teenagers, that would be even better."

Xue Qinghe chuckled meaningfully, her smile concealing a deeper meaning. She had come here personally because there was someone she desperately wanted to find.

After all, the news that a remote village had produced two geniuses with innate full soul power was undoubtedly a very tempting bait for the young master of the Spirit Hall. How could she possibly ignore it?

If she were to confirm that someone was a genius, someone she could use and conquer, that would be an even more exciting thing for her!

And her own important matters have taken another step forward!

Soon, the two Title Douluo who had concealed their auras, She Long and Ci Xue, exchanged a glance and then silently followed Xue Qinghe, who was already dressed in plain clothes, to the seats prepared for them in the coffee shop.

Their steps were steady and their posture upright. Although they tried their best to conceal their aura, the imposing presence they had cultivated through long-term high positions and battles was still difficult to completely hide.

A hint of worry flashed in She Long's eyes, while Ci Xue remained as indifferent as ever.

The atmosphere in the café became subtle because of the arrival of these three people. Other customers unconsciously avoided their gazes, as if they could sense their extraordinary aura.

Xue Qinghe and his two companions, however, remained calm and composed, as if they were not in a corner of a bustling city, but leisurely strolling in their own territory.

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(End of this chapter)