Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 69 Qian Renxue: How about we become friends? (Together)

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Qian Renxue and her two companions did not enter the private room, but instead chose to sit in the open area of ​​the cafe.

Their location was not far from where the blade was, separated only by a few tables and some green plants.

In this quiet and slightly dim corner, Ren's figure appeared even more aloof and eye-catching.

When Lan Yinhuang was observing them, Qian Renxue naturally noticed them as well.

Her eyes were sharp, as precise as a cheetah catching its prey.

That one glance made her eyes narrow slightly and her brows furrow gently, as if she was trying to recall something.

She stared intently at Ren, who sat in the corner, exuding an aura of indifference, and a vague memory quickly formed in her mind.

A year ago, during a chance encounter at the Spirit Hall, Qian Renxue reviewed information about the two innate full-soul power figures from Holy Soul Village.

She remembered the two people described in the information: one was a boy with the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, and the other was a young man wielding a broken sword.

According to what the deacon said at the time, they were all useless martial souls and not worth paying much attention to!

However, Qian Renxue's intuition told her that things were not so simple.

She still remembers her state of mind at the time, that curiosity about the unknown and the desire for power.

So she specifically sought out the Spirit Hall deacon in charge of this area and sternly questioned why he hadn't reported the situation. She also demanded that he report the details of what happened, including the appearance of the two people, the specific appearance of their spirits, and even their personalities and behavior.

Just to learn more!

She wanted to know more, more deeply, so that at some point in the future, this information could become the key to her taking control of the situation.

Now, facing the blade in the corner, she felt that familiar aura, as if everything was suggesting that the gears of fate had begun to turn.

After asking the question, Qian Renxue raised her eyebrows slightly. She learned a shocking fact from the steward's words—when Ren was testing his soul power, he actually burst the soul power ball used for testing!

This news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for her, leaving her utterly shocked.

Firstly, she knew that in order to adapt to the general soul power level of small villages, these test balls were usually selected with a weaker standard to prevent situations where they could not withstand excessively high soul power.

Secondly, she herself is an angelic martial soul possessor with innate full soul power of level 20. Qian Renxue's talent is among the best in the entire continent.

Therefore, when she heard that the blade was able to burst the test ball, she was so surprised that she couldn't contain herself.

Qian Renxue's heart was instantly filled with shock. She immediately realized that the blade was definitely not as simple as a simple innate level 10 soul power.

Given that she possesses the most powerful six-winged angel martial soul recognized across the entire continent, Blade's performance undoubtedly showed her another possibility—that his strength and his so-called broken sword blade martial soul might be on par with her six-winged angel martial soul!

Her thoughts flashed through her mind like lightning. In her speculation, the so-called broken sword might not be as fragile as it appeared, but rather a top-tier martial soul that concealed astonishing power.

This speculation filled her with a mixture of curiosity and excitement. For someone who pursues power and profit, such a discovery was undoubtedly a tremendous opportunity.

Although all of this was still just her speculation, Qian Renxue knew the importance of the "better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free" principle in the Spirit Hall.

She absolutely cannot let go of any top genius who could potentially enhance the Spirit Hall's absolute strength.

At that moment, her eyes were filled with determination, and she had made up her mind that no matter what the true strength of the blade was, she had to personally verify it. If it was true, then she would use every means to bring such a genius under the banner of the Spirit Hall.

Later, given Qian Renxue's personality, the behavior of not reporting important matters to the Spirit Hall and instead privately disposing of them as crippled spirits would be absolutely intolerable.

Her eyes flashed with a cold, sharp light; that decisiveness and ruthlessness were the cornerstones of her prestige within the Spirit Hall.

Therefore, she did not hesitate to severely punish the deacon as a warning to others, so that all members of the Spirit Hall would know the price of dereliction of duty.

Six months ago, upon learning of the news, she immediately dispatched people to investigate!

However, they only found out about a kid named Tang San with innate full soul power. They originally thought of recruiting him first, since he also had innate full soul power, even though his martial soul was useless.

However, the results of his investigation at this time greatly surprised Qian Renxue.

According to the data, Tang San actually chose to use a ten-year spirit ring as his first spirit ring. In the eyes of the Spirit Hall, this was undoubtedly self-destruction of his future.

When Qian Renxue saw the report, she was filled with disappointment and anger. She was speechless and couldn't understand why anyone would make such a foolish choice.

After a brief moment of thought, Qian Renxue made a decision: she directly removed Tang San, this good-for-nothing, from her recruitment list.

In her view, a person with no value to be exploited, even if born with full soul power, will have limited future achievements.

She wouldn't waste any resources on someone who was destined to be useless, because in her world, only strength and potential were the standards by which everything was measured.

Qian Renxue's decisions were as sharp as her sword, leaving no room for compromise.

As for the other martial soul, the young Blade with the Broken Blade, his existence is what Qian Renxue finds most anticipated, intriguing, and even perplexing.

She had numerous titled Douluo under her command, whose strength and intelligence network covered the entire continent. However, she managed to obtain absolutely no information about Ren.

It's as if this person never existed in the world, or that some mysterious force erased all traces of them, leaving no trace for anyone to detect.

This feeling of being at a loss is undoubtedly a challenge for Qian Renxue, who has an extremely strong desire for control.

The more unattainable something is, the more she wants to try it.

The blade's mystery and latent power intensified her desire.

She believed that such a person had a very high probability of becoming a top powerhouse on the continent, and might even surpass her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, the legendary peerless Douluo.

Even if it's just a guess, even if the probability of success is very low, Qian Renxue can't let herself miss such an opportunity.

If Ren really dies unexpectedly, Qian Renxue will feel very regretful, but she will not go crazy because of it.

However, if the blade falls into the hands of another force and is gradually cultivated into a top expert, even posing a threat to the Spirit Hall, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Qian Renxue couldn't even imagine such a situation.

She knew that if that really happened, she would be filled with remorse and wouldn't even have anyone to cry to.

At that time, she could only vent her anger and regret on Su Yuntao, who was in charge of the matter, to vent her anger and vent her frustration.

They actually let such a genius go?!

As the investigation becomes increasingly complex, various possible causes and effects emerge.

A resolute light shone in Qian Renxue's eyes. She was determined to find the Blade no matter what, even if it meant turning the entire continent upside down.

Recently, Qian Renxue found another opportunity to interrogate Su Yuntao, the steward who had made her so angry that she exclaimed that he was blind. Throughout the interrogation, her eyes always revealed an unquestionable majesty and coldness.

At the same time, she dispatched two powerful Title Douluos to Holy Soul Village to conduct an in-depth investigation.

When asked about Blade's whereabouts, Village Chief Jack showed a trace of sadness and helplessness on his face. He shook his head, indicating that he also knew nothing about Blade's whereabouts.

Moreover, the village chief's words carried a hint of nostalgia for Ren. He described Ren's personality and physical characteristics in detail, providing all the information he knew, only assuming that the Spirit Hall was going to help him find someone.

He also mentioned that Tang San and Ren were sent there together, and their relationship seemed to be quite good.

Therefore, Qian Renxue decided to come to Soto City in secret this time because, according to the latest intelligence, the person known as the Master had sent Tang San, who was considered a waste, to study here.

Qian Renxue had her own thoughts. She thought that if Tang San and Ren's relationship was really as close as the village chief said, then even if she learned the news too late because of Su Yuntao's negligence, she might still be able to find some clues about Ren here.

Her goal was direct, ideally to encounter Blade right here!

A glimmer of expectation flashed in her eyes, and she made a firm decision in her heart: if Blade was really in Soto City, she would never let him slip away from her nose again.

Every move and decision Qian Renxue made revealed her determination and perseverance. She knew that this opportunity could not be missed, and she had to take action herself to ensure that this potential future threat was either brought into the Spirit Hall or eliminated forever.

And now, in that fleeting glance in the coffee shop, Qian Renxue's pupils involuntarily and imperceptibly contracted.

Her heart raced instantly, and her mind flashed back to the information she had obtained from Su Yuntao and the blurry portrait drawn by the Spirit Hall artist based on the description.

The boy was holding a cracked sword in his arms, which matched the features in the portrait.

His world-weary expression, blood-red pupils, and bangs that slightly obscured his eyes all fueled Qian Renxue's growing suspicion.

His unique and unmistakable style of dress, as well as the twin ponytails that piqued Qian Renxue's curiosity most during the investigation, were deeply imprinted in her memory like a brand.

Could it be that the blade she secretly dispatched, a titled Douluo-level expert, spent nearly a year investigating and yearning to find, has appeared before her eyes without any warning?!

Just as Qian Renxue was stunned and filled with disbelief, her breathing became rapid, and her fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on the teacup, her fingertips turning white.

Her gaze remained fixed on the boy, not daring to relax for a moment, for fear that it was just an illusion, a dream about to shatter.

The surrounding noise seemed to become blurred at this moment, and in Qian Renxue's world, there was only the figure of that boy and the surging emotions in her heart.

Her intuition told her that this might be the person she had been searching for, but her rationality prevented her from easily believing this sudden stroke of good fortune.

She knew that if this was true, then her purpose for this trip might be achieved.

Just as Qian Renxue was stunned and filled with disbelief, Ren had already keenly caught her gaze.

His gaze was as cold as ice; he merely glanced at her briefly before giving up.

Immediately, he stood up, preparing to leave the small café with the Blue Silver Emperor.

Blade had just received another notification for a mission, requiring him to wait at a designated location. He couldn't miss this; there was no time to leisurely enjoy tea with the young master of the Spirit Hall in a coffee shop.

He acted decisively, and soon he put the cracked, fragmented sword into his pocket, and passed by the table where Qian Renxue was with an expressionless face, while the Blue Silver Emperor followed silently behind him.

Qian Renxue snapped out of her daze in an instant. She knew that with her current status, she couldn't easily send her titled Douluo subordinates to make a move.

She completely ignored the surprised and confused looks from the two Title Douluos, quickly stood up, and said urgently to the departing Blade:

"Wait a minute, my friend, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before."

Her voice held a hint of urgency, as she tried to stop Ren from leaving.

"Would you do me the honor of sitting down and chatting with me, and enjoying some snacks? It would be a good opportunity to get to know each other and make a friend!"

Qian Renxue's tone conveyed a sincere invitation, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation, but she concealed it very well.

"Don't worry, it's on me!"

She added, while gesturing to an empty table in the cafe, indicating that Blade should sit down with her.

Qian Renxue's actions were both to conceal her true purpose and to get as close as possible to Ren, to investigate his true identity and strength.

She was filled with tension and excitement, because she knew this could be a golden opportunity to unveil the mystery of the blade.

Upon hearing Qian Renxue's sudden remark, Ren slowly stopped in his tracks. His movements were unhurried, as if the passage of time was of no importance to him.

He turned his head, his gaze sweeping over Qian Renxue like a cold winter wind. The corner of his mouth moved up two pixels, a negligible movement, yet enough for Qian Renxue to feel his indifference and disdain.

As for this unexpected companion, Ren pondered to himself what he could talk to her about.

The task has just begun, and the system has not given any prompts yet.

For Blade, the best option is to remain silent and wait quietly for the next step, or to adapt to the situation.

This place is just an ordinary coffee shop, not a suitable place to discuss sensitive topics.

Discussing how to steal a country here? That's utterly absurd.

Blade had his own plans and considerations, and he wouldn't easily reveal his hand to a stranger.

Then, Blade replied in his usual indifferent tone:

"This is only our first meeting."

You've misjudged.

Blade's words were concise and direct, like a sharp knife severing the connection Qian Renxue was trying to establish.

His eyes were devoid of emotion, giving Qian Renxue no room to continue the conversation.

Then he turned around again, ready to continue his journey and leave the café filled with a subtle atmosphere.

At this moment, Qian Renxue had already stood up. Her posture was elegant and respectful, and her eyes were full of expectation. However, she was met with Ren's cold rejection.

However, her face did not show the slightest embarrassment or awkwardness. On the contrary, a sense of excitement, as if she had confirmed the other party's identity, surged within her.

According to the information she had, Ren was cold and indifferent to people, seemingly showing no respect to anyone. His personality was as sharp as his sword, leaving no room for compromise.

Therefore, Qian Renxue was not angered by Ren's rejection; instead, it strengthened her resolve. She quickly continued, her voice carrying a hint of apology and determination:

"I apologize for my abruptness, my friend. It's fate that we met. Perhaps I did mistaken you for someone else, but I still want to be friends with you."

Her eyes were sincere, and she wore a polite smile as she continued:

"I'll pay for the coffee you and your companion had! Consider it my apology for mistaking you for someone else, and of course, it's also a small token of my sincere desire to be your friend."

Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, revealed her sincerity in her voice. She was willing to pay the price for this possible misunderstanding, and at the same time expressed her respect for Ren and her desire to establish a connection.

Her actions were not only to conceal her true intentions, but also to leave a good impression on Ren.

Qian Renxue knew that sometimes, a gentle attitude and polite manners were more effective than any forceful approach.

This is all she can do given her current status.

She awaited Blade's reaction, hoping her sincerity would move the mysterious young man.

Qian Renxue stared intently at the blade, her eyes filled with determination and anticipation, completely ignoring the shock and whispers of the others in the store.

To the onlookers, it was unimaginable that a nobleman of such high status would lower himself to try and win over a stranger he had only met once.

The atmosphere inside the store suddenly became subtle, with the onlookers' eyes darting back and forth between Qian Renxue and Ren, their faces filled with surprise and curiosity.

However, when they turned their gaze to Blade and Blue Silver Emperor, they fell silent.

Blue Silver Emperor's beauty goes without saying; her temperament and appearance are enough to make anyone stop and admire her.

As for Ren, his unforgettable appearance made all the men present want to shout from the bottom of their hearts, "He's so incredibly handsome!"

The blade's appearance is like an invisible weapon, captivating people with its charm without them even realizing it.

His presence is like a meticulously painted scroll, instantly attracting everyone's attention even in a crowd.

The onlookers couldn't help but sigh, "In this world, there really are people who make a living purely based on their looks."

They looked at the blade and thought that if someone could be chosen by a nobleman in a small coffee shop, they would never have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

Their eyes held both envy and anticipation for Ren's future success.

Ren himself, however, seemed completely unconcerned about the stares and comments. His expression remained indifferent, as if none of it concerned him.

Blade ignored Qian Renxue's suggestion and the gazes of the others in the shop; his mind was only on another mission.

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and walked coldly toward the shop door, like an unstoppable gust of wind, swift and resolute.

As Lan Yinhuang followed behind Ren and stepped out of the shop with her master, she turned her head slightly, glanced at Qian Renxue, and then winked meaningfully.

The movement was swift and subtle, almost imperceptible unless one was paying close attention.

Although Qian Renxue did not understand the deeper meaning of Lan Yinhuang's blink, her intuition told her that it at least meant that a subtle connection had been established between her, Ren, and Lan Yinhuang.

She watched as Blade and Blue Silver Emperor's figures disappeared through the café's entrance, silently reciting in her heart:

"Now that we've met once, there's no shortage of opportunities to meet again!"

A smug smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face, a smile that suggested she had everything under control.

"Uncle She, let's go. It seems we'll have quite a haul this time."

"Yes, young master."

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(End of this chapter)