Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 85 invited Qian Renxue, what does it have to do with you, Xue Qinghe?

now,

Xue Qinghe's eyes were calm. She spoke slowly, her voice gentle, each word carefully considered.

"Blade, to be honest, I noticed you a year ago." She spoke slowly, each word carefully chosen, her voice softly falling into the quiet air.

"Well, how should I put it? It was actually by chance that I learned about a place called Holy Soul Village within the Heavenly Dou Realm, where a gifted individual with innate full soul power like you emerged!"

When she said the words "innate full soul power", her voice rose slightly, and a hint of excitement and anticipation flashed in her eyes.

She paused for a moment, as if savoring the surprise of discovering a genius.

"At that time, it was precisely when I—no, I should say when our empire needed people. After all, over the years, there have been very few people on the entire continent with innate full soul power." Xue Qinghe's tone was very natural, but he seemed to have a hint of helplessness as he lamented the scarcity of talent and the empire's needs.

"As a prince of Tiandou, I bear a heavy responsibility, and I hope you can understand that."

"I do appreciate talent, but my main reason for coming here is to become your friend."

"After all, having more friends means having more options."

Xue Qinghe softened here, her smile like a spring breeze across a lake, warm and sincere. Her eyes were slightly upturned, revealing an irresistible sense of friendliness.

His eyes revealed a hint of sincerity as he tried to close the distance between himself and the blade.

His attitude was one that maintained the dignity of a prince while also showing great appreciation for talent and a strong desire for friendship!

quickly,

After speaking sincerely, she gently pushed the box in her hand towards Ren.

"Inside this box is a 100,000-year-old right arm soul bone, which is very versatile. I just don't know how strong your soul power is right now."

"But I think you might need it sooner or later, so as a token of my sincerity, I'm giving it to you! Consider it a gift to a friend!"

The box's wooden surface was smooth and delicate, emitting a faint fragrance, clearly made of superior materials. The soul bone lay quietly inside, radiating energy, seemingly awaiting its master!

Xue Qinghe's gaze never left the blade; her eyes were filled with curiosity and anticipation.

She remembered that even She Long, the titled Douluo who had been by her side before, could not see through the depth of the Blade before her, which made her even more interested in the Blade.

She then thought of using this soul bone, and through these words, to indirectly probe the extent of Ren's current soul power.

This strategy is both clever and cautious, requiring both ensuring that the relationship between the two parties is not damaged and avoiding revealing one's true intentions.

Under these conditions, Xue Qinghe believed that this was the easiest and most convenient way to establish contact and subdue a Soul Master.

She had her own thoughts, but on the surface, she maintained the elegance and demeanor of a prince, waiting for Ren's reaction.

The atmosphere in the courtyard became somewhat subtle, and everyone's eyes were unconsciously focused on the box that was slowly being pushed toward the blade. The blade's reaction would undoubtedly be the key to this exchange.

Xue Qinghe still had a smile on her lips, but her eyes revealed a hint of tension that was not easily detected.

However, Ren's gaze never fell on the box; his eyes seemed to pierce through matter, fixed on some unseen distance. He listened quietly to Xue Qinghe's words.

Every word he spoke revealed his intention to bring him under his wing.

Moreover, the allure of each gift Xue Qinghe offered increased with each passing moment, becoming more and more attractive. Of course, this was only true for ordinary Soul Masters, as these were irresistible temptations for most.

With each offer being more generous than the last, almost no one in the Douluo Continent would refuse, except for the cheat king and scoundrel, of course.

Now, the situation has become somewhat ridiculous. His mission was clearly to control Xue Qinghe and use her to control the Tiandou Empire, but Xue Qinghe only wants to control him.

Blade couldn't help but think of the hints given in the previous mission.

quickly,

Blade gently shook his head, as if denying some predetermined fate.

His simple action, however, drew a silent line of rejection in the air.

Under Xue Qinghe's questioning gaze, he first gave a low laugh.

"Hehehe"

"There's no need for a soul bone."

At this moment, Blade's laughter was as deep and magnetic as ever, as if it were gushing from the depths of his chest, carrying an indescribable confidence and composure.

The refusal was very decisive.

This made Xue Qinghe even more confused and perplexed.

Then, his tone changed!

A few words that were about to catch Xue Qinghe off guard came out in an instant without any warning!

"Qian Renxue, I know your identity."

Blade's gaze was fixed on Xue Qinghe, and his eyes seemed to hold endless secrets and power.

"I will help you seize the country, but I have only one condition."

"Accept my power."

Do you understand?

The moment he finished speaking, he truly made a statement that was sure to shock and amaze!

Xue Qinghe: "??????"

In a flash,

Upon clearly hearing the sound of the blade, Xue Qinghe's brain seemed to stop functioning and instantly crashed!

She froze completely in shock!

Xue Qinghe's expression froze, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief.

A storm raged within her, her thoughts like a suddenly snapped string on a musical instrument, unable to produce a harmonious melody any longer.

Her pupils contracted sharply, and her slender hands, still resting on the exquisite box, began to tremble uncontrollably. Her fingers curled slightly, as if trying to grasp something, but then helplessly let go.

She couldn't believe her ears. Ren's simple words, only a dozen or so, when put together, made her wonder if she had misread the words or misheard them.

In an instant, her heart raced, her breathing quickened, and faced with the blade's sudden "exposure," she felt unprecedented confusion and helplessness.

Xue Qinghe's throat moved with difficulty as he tried to swallow, only to find his mouth completely dry.

Her heart was screaming wildly, her mind struggling in the abyss of shock.

How is this possible?! How is this possible?!

A storm raged through Xue Qinghe's heart, with doubts and confusion sweeping over him like a tempestuous storm.

Did I hear that right? Is this even human language? I don't understand at all.

Qian Renxue? Stealing a kingdom? Is this being spoken to Xue Qinghe?!

Her disguise was impossible to see through! She didn't believe anyone could see through it!

Is this just a test?

But it's still too outrageous and defies the heavens, a test that got everything right?

Her eyes were wide open, her pupils reflecting her resolute face.

Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were filled with confusion, as if the world before her had suddenly become strange and incomprehensible.

It is said that people in a state of extreme panic and shock will do some childish things in order to find solace.

Xue Qinghe was no exception; she sought a glimmer of reason amidst the chaos.

Then, clinging to her last glimmer of hope, she turned her gaze incredulously to the Blue Silver Emperor who had invited her.

Her eyes were filled with suspicion, even a hint of existential doubt, as she looked at the Blue Silver Emperor, who was now standing behind the blade, behaving as obediently as a true servant.

Along the way, the two chatted and laughed. Xue Qinghe thought that in such a short time, he had already established a friendship with this mysterious Blue Silver Emperor, or even become good friends.

However, in that instant, her beliefs were shaken drastically!

Xue Qinghe tried to find answers in Lan Yinhuang's eyes. Her gaze was fixed on his face, hoping to find some clues that could explain everything before her eyes.

Perhaps I'm hallucinating?

But Lan Yinhuang's eyes were like a bottomless ancient well, calm and without a ripple. They were like a clear mirror, mercilessly reflecting Xue Qinghe's inner panic and helplessness.

Unlike Blade's perpetually expressionless indifference, Blue Silver Emperor's lips curled slightly upward, holding a faint smile. Her hands rested quietly in front of her lower abdomen, her posture elegant and composed.

When her gaze fell upon Qian Renxue's wide, dazed, and terrified eyes, a strange meaning seemed to creep into her smile.

Soon, just like before in the coffee shop, Lan Yinhuang winked at Xue Qinghe, but this time, her eyes held a hint of playfulness, as if to say:

"Oh dear, you heard me right. I actually know all your secrets a long time ago, just like my master~"

In the blink of an eye, like the last straw, the last shred of hope in Xue Qinghe's heart crumbled.

She hadn't misheard. In an instant, using her remaining rationality, she realized that the previous Blue Silver Emperor incident was likely all an act.

Blade's words were true, like a sharp blade, each word piercing her heart!

In an instant, Xue Qinghe felt as if she were a young girl whose clothes had been stripped off and who had been completely exposed. Her secrets and plans had nowhere to hide from Ren and Lan Yinhuang.

Her face turned deathly pale, her lips trembled slightly, and she swayed precariously in shock, on the verge of collapse.

But soon,

Xue Qinghe, relying on her long-hidden resilience and inner pride, suppressed the fear and disbelief in her heart.

With her other hand, she slowly grasped her trembling wrist, which was resting on the box, her movements gentle yet firm, as if giving herself strength.

She slowly pulled the hand, which was too frightened to pull back, back to her side.

After a long while, although Xue Qinghe felt as if she were standing on the edge of the world, as if the sky had collapsed, she still tried her best to remain calm.

Although her face was pale, her eyes gradually regained their clarity, revealing the calmness and decisiveness flowing in the blood of the six-winged angel race.

A series of events flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern: the year-long investigation, Uncle She's shocked expression, the explosion outside Nottingham City, and the six years that had suddenly vanished.

All the fragments began to come together at this moment, and the questions that had once troubled her seemed to become clear in an instant.

Xue Qinghe's breathing gradually became steady, and her eyes changed from fear to profundity. The answers to those questions slowly transformed the fear in her heart into a kind of determination.

In this world, aside from the absolute high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall, there is only one possible person who could find out her identity as the young master of the Spirit Hall without knowing her background, and who might even know everything about her.

With just a little thought, she could arrive at that shocking answer.

The blade is a god!!!

What people do on earth, God sees in heaven.

The thought struck her like a bolt from the blue, instantly exploding in her mind.

This explains why the titled Douluos around her couldn't see through Ren's true strength, why her year-long investigation yielded no clues, and why she acted like a transparent little girl in front of Ren, with no privacy whatsoever.

Even if this explanation seemed unbelievable to her, like a fantasy, it was the only answer Qian Renxue could comprehend to explain the current situation!

At this moment, thinking about all this, Xue Qinghe's lips trembled, and a stiff smile appeared on his face. That smile contained both helplessness towards fate and fear of the unknown.

She reached level 100 and became a god! Even her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, an invincible Douluo, had never achieved that level.

I actually ran into this?!

Her heart pounded at an alarming rate at that moment, and she felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness in the face of such a being.

How ridiculous that she investigated the blade for so long, thinking she was so clever! Who knew that the six-year-old child with innate full soul power was actually a god descended to earth?!

Even someone as intelligent as Qian Renxue had no idea how difficult those few seconds were to pass under the watchful eyes of the Blade and the Blue Silver Emperor!

Her heart was in turmoil, but she tried her best to remain calm. However, her slightly trembling eyelashes and constantly flickering eyes betrayed the turmoil in her heart.

After a long while, Blue Silver Emperor gently stepped forward. Her smile was gentle and serene, like the spring sunshine, making people unconsciously lower their guard.

This "prince," who had meticulously planned and hidden his identity for so long, had his true identity casually revealed by his master.

Blue Silver Emperor naturally understood her shock. She smiled, stepped forward, and spoke calmly and gently.

"Qian Renxue, don't be too shocked. The person I invited is actually Qian Renxue, the young master of the Spirit Hall, not some prince Xue Qinghe."

"After all, who told you to be so lucky to be chosen by your master? Hehe~"

"I know you must have a lot of questions right now."

"Don't worry, you'll find out soon."

"We have plenty of time, and you don't need to worry about our conversation being interrupted."

"After all, those two beside you... well, in this world, I think it's called Title Douluo? Yes, those two Title Douluos, they won't bother us~"

Lan Yinhuang's words were casual, yet they stirred up a storm in Qian Renxue's heart.

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's lips trembled slightly. There was no doubt about it; her identity had been revealed so clearly.

Moreover, she never expected that with just a few simple words, her protectors, those two powerful Title Douluos, would be so easily overlooked and their problems resolved?

She then realized that the person who should be happy about the Blue Silver Emperor's invitation was not herself, but rather the one who should be happy.

She suppressed another wave of shock and asked, somewhat stammering:

"How should I address you and your master?"

Her voice was filled with lingering fear. Facing this seemingly servant but unfathomable Blue Silver Emperor, she felt an unprecedented sense of confusion and unease.

(End of this chapter)