Lu Mingfei starts from Douluo

Chapter 194 Eating Jujube Pills

"Xue Qinghe—is he dead?"

Lu Mingfei's first reaction was that he felt he had heard a very careless joke. Xue Qinghe, that bastard, had not learned his lesson after being poisoned once, and could actually be poisoned a second time.

Is the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace some kind of sieve? It's clearly doomed to collapse sooner or later.

"With the passing of Prince Qinghe, Tiandou is left with only Prince Xuebeng as its sole heir."

"In the future, he and Prince Xuexing will control the government. You and I both know very well what kind of person he is. I suppose you don't want to pay attention to his recruitment, so naturally I won't bother to bring it up."

"That's why I asked you to seriously consider the Spirit Hall's suggestion. As your teacher, you should set aside your so-called stance. With your qualifications, joining the Spirit Hall is indeed much better than getting involved in that mess of Heaven Dou." Bai Baoshan sighed earnestly.

The thought of Avalanche becoming emperor filled Bai Baoshan with dread about the future of the Heavenly Dou Empire. If it weren't for the great favor they had received from the royal family, they might have already considered retiring.

"Mingfei, Mingfei?" Bai Baoshan waved in front of Lu Mingfei.

"oh."

Lu Mingfei snapped out of his daze and simply nodded. He hadn't really listened to much of what Bai Baoshan said, nor did he care. The Heaven Dou Empire was a mess, and the Spirit Hall was just as bad.

Seeing Lu Mingfei's absent-minded appearance, Bai Baoshan could tell that he wasn't in the mood to listen to his nagging. Since things had come to this, he decided to let him be alone for a while.

"Mingfei, we're leaving now. Take good care of yourself. We'll be leaving soon after we close the gates."

Having said all he wanted to say, Bai Baoshan left the room and closed the door.

Lu Mingfei was left alone in the room. He sat on the tea table and poured himself another glass of water, but he didn't move. He just lay on the table in a daze, and a sense of fatigue gradually washed over him, making his eyelids grow heavier and heavier.

The setting sun outside the window began to sink, and the room gradually became dim. He felt as if he were covered by a mosquito net, and the voices of people upstairs and downstairs were like tiny mosquitoes flying outside, neither piercing nor waking him, just vague sounds.

That's probably the downside of spiritual practice: if your senses are too sharp, you can't always find a moment of peace.

However, occasionally a refreshing breeze would blow in from outside the window, and his thoughts would drift further and further away as if carried away by that breeze.

Yeah, it's dead. I guess it's a fitting end.

That's just how the world is; anyone can die, and it's not surprising that anyone dies.

Xue Qinghe was ruthless, but now someone was even more cunning than him. It's not surprising that he died on the path to power he was pursuing.

Lu Mingfei didn't seem to feel any sadness or grief, after all, it was just Xue Qinghe.

It's like having a neighbor who's lived next door for over ten years, who would cheerfully greet you every morning on your way to school, and then suddenly one day they move away and never open the door again. You'd feel a little out of place.

But that's all. You'll still go to school every morning, and eventually the door next door might open again, but with a different person, or even more people. By then, you'll have already gotten used to it.

Maybe I'll suddenly remember him a few times when I leave the house in the morning?

Lu Mingfei fell asleep on the table, just like he used to sleep in the back row of the classroom, as if the whole world had shut him out.

He slept soundly without any dreams and no one disturbed him.

It wasn't until the sun rose the next day that Yu Tianheng and the others knocked on his door.

"Lu Mingfei, we're about to set off."

Yesterday, before it even got dark, Lu Mingfei came up to rest and didn't even eat dinner, which made them a little worried.

They only learned about Xue Qinghe's situation yesterday. They knew that Lu Mingfei and Xue Qinghe were very close, even best friends. They were sure Lu Mingfei was upset about what happened to Xue Qinghe.

"Coming, coming," Lu Mingfei responded, opened the door and came out. He had woken up early and was now full of energy, in much better condition than Yu Tianheng and the others who had been beaten up yesterday.

Yu Tianheng and the others were somewhat relieved to see Lu Mingfei's condition.

After going downstairs and having a hearty breakfast, the group, led by Bone Douluo, Poison Douluo, and Prince Xuexing, left Wuhun City in a grand procession. They then met up with the Royal Knights stationed outside the city and began their return journey.

Since we're just killing time anyway, even though we can't make it to the funeral, we should still go back and offer incense.

Meanwhile, on a hill in the center of Wuhun City, Qian Renxue, bathed in the sunlight of the rising sun, quietly watched the departure of the Heaven Dou Empire's convoy.

He silently apologized to himself, then slowly walked towards the Douluo Palace at the top of the mountain.

Qian Daoliu once said that Lu Mingfei had gone further than her, but she didn't want to lose to anyone. Next time they met, she was determined to win back her pride herself!

Meanwhile, inside the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace.

On a snowy night after the grand court meeting, the emperor sat alone in his study, lost in thought.

Before dawn, Tiandou City had already received various messages from Wuhun City, a thousand miles away.

The descendants of the Thousand Families appear in the world, Lu Ming wins without fighting, the Heaven Dou Royal Academy wins the final victory in the Soul Master Competition, Tang San's identity is exposed, Tang Hao is ambushed and seriously injured by the Spirit Hall, and is then rescued by an unknown Clear Sky Hammer Soul Master.

All these messages left him exhausted.

However, the Spirit Hall has encountered an even greater threat: the Angelic Successor. The Haotian Douluo, whom they had painstakingly recruited, is seriously injured and his whereabouts are unknown. Compared to this, the so-called victory in the Soul Master Competition is utterly insignificant, and can even be described as somewhat bitter.

His perfect crown prince is gone, which also means that the kite string that the Heaven Dou Empire used to win over Lu Mingfei has been broken.

Furthermore, given that Xue Xing had previously participated in the attempt to intercept Lu Mingfei, they no longer had any chance of winning over this future supreme powerhouse.

Now that all the bad cards have been dealt, he could almost feel the Heavenly Dou Empire crumbling.

"Your Majesty, Master Tang of Yuexuan requests an audience."

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His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a guard reporting from outside the door.

"Summon." Emperor Xueye frowned.

After the Haotian Sect was closed down, Tang Yuehua secretly came to Tiandou City as the sect's representative and established Yuexuan. Now that Tang Yuehua has suddenly come to visit, it must be about Tang Hao.

A moment later, a graceful woman in palace attire slowly walked into the hall and gave a gentle bow.

"Yuehua greets Your Majesty."

"No need for such formalities, Master Xuan. Please have a seat." Emperor Xueye gently waved his hand, then dismissed everyone, including the guards. "What brings you here today, Master Xuan?"

Tang Yuehua did not sit down, but spoke directly: "Your Majesty, I have come here today to share your burdens. My elder brother is currently waiting outside the hall for Your Majesty's summons. We hope to discuss the alliance between the Haotian Sect and the Tiandou Royal Family further with Your Majesty."