Douluo Continent: A hundred years pass in an instant, the fleeting scenery of the world is like morn

At this moment, halfway up the mountain, Guangling was standing under a pillar, chatting casually with Qingluan.

"Anyway, that woman Bibi Dong..."

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, and his words came to an abrupt halt.

In the distance, two figures were seen flying from the direction of the Douluo Hall on the Holy Mountain.

The one in the back is the Grand Master, so who is the one in the front with such a terrifying aura?

It seems to be...? Your Highness? ??

Isn't he supposed to lack soul power? What's with this aura?!

Guangling and Qingluan blinked, then blinked again, and after confirming that they hadn't seen wrong, they quickly went to meet them.

A moment later, Qian Xingning landed on the plaza, her six wings and divine halo disappearing as she stared in astonishment at the magnificent building before her.

Qian Daoliu followed closely behind and was also somewhat surprised when he saw the newly built palace up close.

It seems that the third and fifth brothers are reliable; they finished such a large project in just a few days.

Just then, Guangling and the other person approached and bowed: "Your Highness! Grand Elder!"

The paladins stationed there and the maids sent over all knelt down upon seeing the figure.

Qian Xingning waved her hand, signaling them to get up, and then walked closer to begin admiring the palace.

Who would have thought that Guangling, who doesn't seem to be very serious about her work, is so capable?

They put a lot of effort into it, but how much material will this waste?

And why does this gate look so familiar?

While Qian Xingning was pondering, Guang Ling and Qing Luan behind her were stunned.

Previously, Qian Xingning was perceived as having an outstanding temperament, being reserved, and quiet.

So now he just stands there, without doing anything, and he can make people feel how insignificant they are in front of him.

Guangling opened her mouth, then subconsciously asked, "Your Highness, what's wrong...?"

Did he go to the Douluo Palace for a transformation?

Qian Xingning smiled, her eyebrows slightly raised, a rare hint of liveliness in her eyes: "Guess?"

Upon seeing Qian Xingning like this, Guang Ling was taken aback, opened her mouth, and then closed it again.

Your Highness, have you been traumatized? Why did your trip to the Douluo Palace not only change your demeanor but also your personality?

He glanced furtively at Qingluan beside him and whispered, "What's wrong, Your Highness? Did you get upset while paying respects to your ancestors?"

Upon hearing this, Qingluan's lips twitched, but she didn't respond to Guangling's words.

He bowed slightly to Qian Xingning: "Your Highness, the new palace has been completed but has not yet been named. We are waiting for you to emerge from seclusion."

"Please inspect the new palace and name it, Your Highness."

Qian Xingning turned around and looked at the enormous palace that shone brightly in the morning light.

Sure enough, above the main gate, there was only a smooth white jade hanging quietly, without any words.

"Yes, that's thoughtful of you."

What should he be called? The Angel Hall and the Douluo Hall are definitely out of the question, and the Spirit Hall doesn't have a position that matches his status…

His name...

The sunlight reflects in my starry eyes; may the rest of my life be peaceful and serene.

"Let's call it Star Palace then."

"Since there is no one in the Spirit Hall of higher status than me, then I shall take the liberty of doing so."

Qian Daoliu nodded: "A good name."

"Chen is the residence of the supreme ruler and emperor, and only in this way is it worthy of the place where my great-uncle resides."

After receiving Qian Xingning's permission, he stood in front of the gate and looked up at the white jade plaque.

The next moment, Qian Daoliu raised his right hand, and golden light gathered in his palm.

In the blink of an eye, a golden holy sword appeared in his hand.

As the wrist flicked, golden light burst forth from the tip of the sword, leaving deep engravings on the white jade plaque.

His movements were fluid and graceful, each stroke clean and crisp, without hesitation or pause.

Wherever the brushstrokes passed, stone chips flew and gold light splashed.

When the last stroke was made, three large, elegant characters appeared on the plaque: "Xingchen Palace".

Qingluan looked up at the three large characters on the plaque, a sincere expression of admiration appearing in her eyes.

"As expected of the Grand Master, his handwriting is steady and solemn, with a dignified and awe-inspiring style."

Qian Xingning also looked up at the plaque, her gaze following the first stroke to the last.

Sunlight fell on the plaque, making the three characters gleam with gold, and every stroke was clearly visible.

As expected of a descendant of the angel race, he is proficient in all arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and martial arts.

With that, the matter of the plaque was resolved.

Qian Xingning smiled and said, "Since the exterior of the palace is so perfect, I wonder what the interior is like? Let's go in and take a look."

Qian Daoliu nodded and bowed slightly to Qian Xingning: "Grand Uncle, please."

However, just as Qian Xingning was about to push open the palace door, he and Qian Daoliu stopped at the same time.

The two of them stiffened slightly, their expressions becoming complicated.

Unfortunately, Guangling hadn't noticed the problem yet.

He was basking in the joy of being praised, his face beaming with smiles. He even took two steps forward and greeted the high priest warmly, "Your Highness, Grand Master."

"Go inside and take a look. It's even more exquisite inside than outside. I personally picked out all the interior decorations."

Qingluan's expression also stiffened. Although he didn't know what had happened, he noticed the momentary stiffness of Qian Xingning and Qian Daoliu.

Qian Xingning and Qian Daoliu exchanged a glance, confirming their thoughts.

Immediately, with a pained expression, he pointed at the door and asked, "If I'm not mistaken, this thing is a whole piece of deep-sea sunken silver mother metal, right?"

Guangling scratched his head, and when he heard Qianxing Ning ask about the gate, the confusion on his face was immediately replaced by smugness.

He took two steps forward, patted the heavy door, and his palm made a dull sound as it struck the door panel.

"Your Highness has a discerning eye!" Guangling grinned. "I've been searching for materials for the main gate for a long time, and none of the usual ones meet the requirements."

"After searching through the entire Spirit Hall's storeroom, we finally found this in a corner."

"I've tested this gate; even attacks from Title Douluos couldn't break through it. It's definitely reliable."

He became more and more excited as he spoke, completely unaware of the sudden change in Qingluan's expression when she heard the words "deep sea sunken silver mother".

Qingluan swallowed hard, her gaze quickly sweeping over Qian Xingning and Qian Daoliu's faces.

If he remembered correctly, this thing was an extremely rare refining material throughout the entire Douluo Continent.

Outside, even the smallest piece can fetch an astronomical price at auction...

Thinking of this, Qingluan quickly reached out and gently tugged at Guangling.

Guangling was getting into her story when he pulled her, causing her to stop talking. She turned her head and glanced at him, asking, "What's wrong, Third Brother?"

"..."

"Don't you know...?"

Upon hearing Qingluan's explanation, Guangling's smile froze on her face. Her mouth opened slightly as she looked guiltily at Qianxingning and Qiandaoliu.

He then asked why His Highness and the Grand Master looked so strange after recognizing the gate.

It's not his fault; he hadn't encountered this information in the books before...