Douluo Continent: The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, who intercepted the immortal herb

Chapter 59 The Angels' Submission

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Hand-to-hand combat in the golden tent, the angel's submission. Qian Renxue's hoarse voice echoed in the empty study.

The facade of gentleness shattered completely. Her eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins.

That was the extreme panic that followed when a top secret was exposed to the naked eye, and the chilling murderous intent that followed.

"Who am I?" Su Chen sat in the armchair without even changing his posture.

He looked at the completely distraught Qian Renxue, his tone flat and without any fluctuation.

"I am the one who can pull you out of this endless darkness. Qian Renxue."

"Shut up!"

Qian Renxue shouted sharply.

She could no longer maintain her composure. The culmination of over a decade of hard work absolutely could not be allowed to slip through her fingers!

"No matter who you are, you must die here today!"

boom!

A surge of violent golden soul power erupted from her body.

The precious porcelain in the East Palace study was instantly shattered.

It was a sacred, majestic, and inviolable absolute power.

Six illusory golden wings suddenly unfurled behind her, illuminating the entire room with golden light.

Qian Renxue did not summon any spirit rings, but instead relied on the instinct of her divine martial soul to condense a dazzling holy sword in her palm.

"Go to hell!"

Her figure transformed into a golden lightning bolt, the tip of her sword pointing directly at Su Chen's throat.

The speed was incredibly fast!

Faced with this deadly attack, Su Chen did not dodge.

He didn't even release his martial spirit.

Just as the tip of the sword was less than half an inch from his throat.

Su Chen raised his hand.

Two fingers firmly held the majestic and sacred sword.

Qian Renxue's pupils suddenly contracted!

"How is this possible?!"

She tried her best to push the sword forward, but her two slender fingers were like two unshakeable mountains.

"Too slow. Too weak."

Su Chen's lips curled into a mocking smile.

He suddenly exerted force with his fingers.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

Qian Renxue's prized sacred sword was forcibly broken in two! Golden fragments scattered in the air.

"Come here!"

Su Chen suddenly pulled forward.

Absolute physical power eruption!

Qian Renxue felt an irresistible force strike her, and she instantly lost her balance.

In the blink of an eye.

"Bang!"

Su Chen pressed her heavily onto the large rosewood desk.

The hard wooden table bumped against her back, causing a sharp pain, but what made her even more uneasy was the almost impenetrable distance between them.

Su Chen's leg forcefully pressed down on her knees, rendering her unable to move an inch.

His right hand loosely locked onto Qian Renxue's fair and slender neck.

The two people's noses were no more than three inches apart.

"Let me go! You bastard!"

Qian Renxue struggled desperately.

Her long, golden hair, which had been tied up with a hair ornament, was now scattered all over the floor, covering the rosewood tabletop.

Because of the violent movement, her chest heaved, and her warm breath sprayed directly onto Su Chen's chin.

"Let you go?" Su Chen looked down at her condescendingly.

His eyes shone with an aggressive light, and his masculine aura completely enveloped Qian Renxue.

"Is this all the composure the young master of the Spirit Hall possesses?"

"You dare to attack me without even knowing my background? Who taught you that?"

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with humiliation and stubbornness.

"What exactly do you want?!"

"Were you sent by the Hall of Offerings to spy on me? Or were you sent by that vicious woman to silence me?!"

"A vicious woman?" Su Chen chuckled lightly.

"Don't keep calling her a vicious woman. That's your mother."

Upon hearing those two words, Qian Renxue reacted as if a cat had its tail stepped on, her emotions instantly exploding.

"No! She'd love for me to die!"

"She abandoned me in Tiandou City for over a decade and never cared about me! She's never treated me like a daughter!"

Qian Renxue's eyes were red, and her voice trembled with a sense of grievance that she herself did not realize.

"All she cares about is her power! And that vixen named Hu Liena!"

Seeing her forced composure, Su Chen suppressed his smile.

He slowly lowered his head, his lips almost touching Qian Renxue's ear.

Su Chen's voice was soft, yet it carried a weight that pierced the soul.

"I know why Bibi Dong hates you. I also know how much you crave her approval."

This short sentence was like a thunderclap.

Qian Renxue shuddered violently.

Her violent struggles froze instantly.

In those golden eyes, filled with murderous intent and stubbornness, a hint of undisguised shock and disbelief flashed.

"What—what did you say?" Her voice trembled.

Su Chen did not let go, his gaze fixed intently on her eyes.

"I said, I know everything that happened in the secret room back then."

"I know what Qian Xunji has done, I know what Bibi Dong has been carrying. I also know the real reason why, from childhood to adulthood, no matter how hard you try, you can't earn a single smile from her."

"Stop talking—" Qian Renxue's lips lost all color.

"Why won't you say?" Su Chen pressed on relentlessly.

"Aren't you afraid to face the truth?"

"You live in fear and pretense in Heaven Dou City, constantly playing the role of someone else, all so that one day you can hold the power of the Heaven Dou Empire, stand before her, and loudly tell her how outstanding you are?"

"Shut up! Shut up!"

Qian Renxue screamed in despair.

That was the deepest scar in her heart, the source of all her pride and vulnerability! And now, the man before her was tearing it open so brutally!

"Submit to me." Su Chen's voice suddenly became resolute.

He released his grip on her throat and instead gently stroked her disheveled blonde hair.

"You've been carrying this burden alone for too long."

"Submit to me. I promise that the Heaven Dou Empire is yours, and the scepter of the Spirit Hall is yours."

Su Chen paused for a moment, his tone becoming incredibly gentle.

"I can even give you your mother's hug."

This sentence became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The last shred of defense in Qian Renxue's eyes crumbled with a deafening roar.

Large tears rolled uncontrollably from her eyes and fell onto the rosewood tabletop.

She gave up all resistance, and her hands fell limply to her sides.

The angel, high above, shed all its halo at this moment, leaving only a girl who desperately craved love and was full of wounds.

Her breathing gradually turned into suppressed sobs.

Su Chen sighed.

He straightened up, reached out his hands, and picked up Qian Renxue, who was slumped on the desk, and pulled her into his arms.

Qian Renxue did not struggle.

She even instinctively grabbed Su Chen's shirt, buried her face in his broad shoulders, and cried out loud like a lost child who had finally found a safe haven.

Night was falling.

In the courtyard of the Xu residence, several lanterns emitting a warm glow hung.

Su Chen pushed open the courtyard gate and strode in.

As soon as he entered, a pink figure rushed into his arms like a swallow returning to its nest.

"You're finally back!"

Xiao Wu hugged Su Chen's waist tightly, raised her little face, and looked at him with her big, blinking eyes.

"That vixen prince didn't do anything to you, did he?"

Su Chen smiled and pinched her cheek.

"What can he do to me?"

Just as Xiao Wu was about to speak, her small nose suddenly wrinkled.

Like a wary kitten, she moved closer to Su Chen's collar and sniffed him a few times.

next second.

Xiao Wu suddenly took a big step back, put her hands on her hips, and glared at Su Chen like a housekeeper checking up on her.

"wrong!"

"You smell like another woman!"

Xiao Wu pointed at Su Chen angrily.

"And it's high-grade ambergris! There's absolutely no way that the prince's study would have such a woman's perfume!"

"Tell me the truth! What exactly did you do?"

Just then.

Xu Tinglan walked over from the corridor carrying a purple clay tea tray.

Upon hearing Xiao Wu's words, "It smells like another woman," Xu Tinglan's hand holding the tea tray trembled violently.

The boiling water in the teacup overflowed instantly, scalding her fair hand.

"hiss"

Xu Tinglan gasped, barely managing to keep from dropping the tea tray on the ground.

She lowered her head and quickly walked to the stone table to put down the tea tray.

"Your Highness, your tea."

Her voice was very soft, even somewhat unnatural. Her eyes darted around, not daring to look at Su Chen at all.

Clearly, this usually decisive and efficient legal officer was now seething with jealousy.

Su Chen looked at the two jealous women in front of him, one big and one small, and found it amusing.

He stepped forward and pinched Xiao Wu's nose.

"Are you born in the Year of the Dog? Your nose is so sensitive."

"Ugh—Let go of me!" Xiao Wu slapped Su Chen's hand away. "Are you feeling guilty?"

"I'm here to discuss serious business." Su Chen let go of her hand and casually ruffled her hair.

Then, he turned around and picked up the teacup on the table.

The moment I received the teacup.

Su Chen's fingertips brushed naturally against the back of Xu Tinglan's hand, which had just been scalded red.

Xu Tinglan's body stiffened instantly.

Her ears turned bright red at a visible speed.

"Did you get burned?" Su Chen asked softly.

"No—it's nothing serious." Xu Tinglan hurriedly withdrew her hand, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

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Is he concerned about me?

Whose scent was that woman on him?

Xu Tinglan's mind was a complete mess.

Just as the atmosphere was ambiguous and undercurrents were surging.

The old gatekeeper hurried over from the front yard.

"Your Highness! Steward Xu!"

The old man was panting heavily, holding an exquisitely printed invitation in his hand.

"A squad of fully armed knights has arrived outside, saying they've been ordered to deliver an urgent invitation!"

Xu Tinglan immediately abandoned all her girlish mannerisms, and her expression returned to its usual coldness and alertness.

She stepped forward and took the invitation.

Xu Tinglan's expression changed completely after just one glance at the seal on the cover.

"Your Highness."

Xu Tinglan turned around and handed the invitation to Su Chen with both hands, her voice extremely solemn.

"It's Prince Xuexing's signature."

Su Chen raised an eyebrow and accepted the invitation.

"Li Mu just got out of prison, and instead of cleaning up his mess, he's thinking of me?"

Xiao Wu leaned closer, looking at the gold-embossed post.

"What does it say on it?"

Su Chen casually flipped open the invitation.

With just one glance, the ambiguous smile on his lips became even more pronounced.

"Tomorrow at noon, Tian Dou Royal Academy."

"His Highness the Prince intends to host a banquet there to entertain me, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall."

Xu Tinglan frowned.

"Your Highness, this is definitely a trap! Li Mu's affair can no longer be kept secret; he's planning to harm you!"

"The Heaven Dou Royal Academy is their territory; it's teeming with hidden talents!"

Su Chen snapped the invitation shut.

"A trap?"

He casually tossed the invitation onto the stone table, his eyes revealing an arrogant and domineering air.

"Then we'll have to see who's Xiang Yu and who's Liu Bang in this Heavenly Dou City."