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

Chapter 60 The Invitation to Hongmen, the Prince's Last Madness

Late at night. Tiandou City, Prince Xuexing's Mansion.

Deep within the dark, secret room, the charcoal in the brazier crackled and popped.

"Bang!"

A valuable jade wine vessel was smashed against the wall and shattered into pieces. The shards of jade splashed onto the floor tiles.

Prince Xuexing's eyes were sunken and bloodshot. He braced himself on the table with both hands, panting heavily with a ferocious expression.

"That Li Mu is a good-for-nothing! He's more trouble than he's worth!"

"The Department of Justice has blocked my source of income, and now they even dare to imprison my own people!"

He turned around abruptly, staring fiercely at the shadows in the corner of the secret room.

"Three education commissioners, how long are you going to stand by and watch?"

As he finished speaking...

Three old men slowly emerged from the shadows deep within the secret room.

The leader, dressed in a black robe with gold patterns, was slender with sharp eyes. He was Meng Shenji, the chief instructor of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.

The other two are Bai Baoshan and Zhilin.

Three Soul Masters who are all above level 80!

This is the most formidable asset of the Heavenly Dou Empire, aside from its royal family's resources.

Meng Shenji stroked his white beard haughtily, his tone dismissive.

"Why must Your Highness be angry?"

"He's just a brat from Spirit City. He's become arrogant because of his connection to the Spirit Hall."

"Arrogant?" Prince Xuexing gritted his teeth. "He's trying to undermine my foundation in Heaven Dou City!"

He slammed his hand on the table.

"Tomorrow at noon, in the main hall of the Royal Academy!"

"I have already sent him an invitation in the name of the royal family."

Prince Xuexing stared intently at the three education committee members, his expression turning crazed.

"So what if he's the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall? This is Heaven Dou City!"

"Under the pressure of the three education commissioners, I forced him to kneel down, kowtow, and admit his mistake, and to swallow Li Mu's case!"

Bai Baoshan slightly puffed out his fat chest and chuckled contemptuously.

"It won't be difficult to get him to admit his mistake."

Zhilin also spoke up calmly, his tone revealing a disdainful air of relying on his seniority.

"I've been in seclusion for many years, and my body is practically rusting."

"Tomorrow, I'll take advantage of this young man from the Spirit Hall to stretch my muscles."

"Let him know that the Heavenly Dou Empire is not a place for a mere brat to run wild."

Early morning. South of the city, at the Xu residence.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting golden dapples on the floor tiles.

Su Chen leaned back in the rattan chair in the courtyard, gazing calmly at the sky.

Xiao Wu, like a lazy kitten, leaned half her body against his arm, peeling a purple grape in her hand and offering it to Su Chen's lips in a flattering manner.

"Open your mouth." Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes, her eyelashes fluttering.

Su Chen opened his mouth and bit into the grape.

Xiao Wu's fingertips brushed against his lips unintentionally, and she immediately withdrew them as if she had been electrocuted, her face flushing red.

A soft whooshing sound came through the air.

A rare, golden canary swooped down from mid-air and landed precisely on the stone table in front of Su Chen.

A small bamboo tube was tied to the canary's leg.

"Wow! What a beautiful bird!" Xiao Wu exclaimed curiously as she approached.

Su Chen reached down and took the bamboo tube, pulling out an extremely thin strip of paper.

The words on the note were embroidered with fine gold thread. It carried a faint, extremely high-grade ambergris scent.

This is Qian Renxue's personal message.

Only one sentence.

"No good banquet. The three education commissioners have already emerged from seclusion. Do not attend. Xue'er."

Su Chen looked at the last three words and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Who sent it?" Xiao Wu leaned closer, and after seeing the signature, her lips immediately pouted. "Xue'er? Such a familiar address!"

She grabbed Su Chen's arm and shook it violently.

"Don't go! This is definitely a trap set by a vixen!"

"It's a trap," Su Chen chuckled.

He didn't even glance at it a second time.

He suddenly exerted force with his fingers.

"Click."

The paper strip embroidered with gold thread, along with the gold-embossed invitation that was delivered last night, were on the table.

In an instant, it was crushed into a pile of powder by an invisible, enormous force.

White debris drifted in the wind.

Xu Tinglan, who happened to be carrying breakfast into the courtyard, saw this scene.

She walked over quickly, looked at the powder on the table, and frowned.

"Your Highness, since we know it's a trap, why should we get involved?"

"The three major educational committees are all veteran Contra players. The Royal Academy is heavily guarded. It's too unwise for you to risk your life alone."

Xu Tinglan's tone was anxious.

"Irrational?" Su Chen stood up and dusted off his hands.

A chilling, domineering glint flashed in his eyes.

"I was just looking for a reason to get involved with the Royal Academy, and he's just offered himself up."

Su Chen turned around and directly took Xiao Wu's soft, boneless little hand in his.

Xiao Wu was taken aback when he took her hand, and the annoyance on her face instantly turned into surprise. She obediently let him hold her hand.

"Let's go." Su Chen pulled her outside.

"Where are we going?" Xiao Wu asked obediently.

Su Chen didn't look back and strode out of the courtyard gate.

"I'll take you to eat at the Royal Academy for free."

Noon. Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, Main Hall.

The heavy bronze gate was wide open.

Su Chen, holding Xiao Wu's hand, stepped into the main hall on the scarlet carpet at a leisurely pace.

The moment they crossed the threshold.

"Boom—!"

Two incredibly heavy bronze doors slammed shut behind them.

Perfectly fitted.

Their escape route was completely cut off.

Su Chen did not turn around, but calmly looked ahead.

The interior of the main hall is extremely spacious.

The mahogany chairs on both sides were filled with prominent and powerful figures from Tiandou City.

Hundreds of eyes turned to Su Chen.

There was no respect.

There was only undisguised schadenfreude, mockery, and the look of someone staring at a dead person.

On the golden throne directly in front.

Prince Xuexing held a glass of red wine, looking down at Su Chen from his elevated position.

A cruel, cold smile spread across his lips.

"Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. You actually dare to come."

Prince Xuexing did not get up, his tone full of mockery.

Su Chen glanced at him indifferently.

"Since the prince has invited me, how could I not come and cause a scene?"

Upon hearing this, the air in the hall suddenly felt heavy.

The powerful figures on both sides gasped in shock.

Arrogant! Utterly arrogant!

Even facing certain death, they still dare to be so arrogant!

"How arrogant!"

A loud shout suddenly rang out from the high platform above the main hall.

Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, Zhilin.

The three education commissioners sat side by side on the high platform in grand chairs.

The three of them didn't even lift their eyelids, maintaining their haughty and aloof posture.

But next second.

boom!

Three terrifyingly powerful surges of soul energy erupted simultaneously from their bodies!

Three Soul Douluos of level 80 or above unleashed their full pressure without reservation!

The air instantly became incredibly viscous.

Visible transparent ripples twisted violently in mid-air above the hall.

"Click click click—"

The mahogany tables in front of the powerful figures on both sides groaned under their weight.

The pure gold wine vessel on the table was deformed by this invisible pressure, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

This overwhelming sense of oppression, like Mount Tai pressing down, crashed straight down on Su Chen in the center of the hall!

Xiao Wu, who was standing next to Su Chen, was the first to be affected.

She felt as if a heavy hammer had struck her chest.

My breathing stopped for a moment.

Xiao Wu's face turned deathly pale, her legs went weak, and she instinctively gripped the hem of Su Chen's robe tightly.

"Su Chen—" she managed to utter the two words, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

Su Chen grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind him.

On the high platform.

Meng Shenji finally slowly opened his eyes.

A chilling glint flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

He looked down at Su Chen, his voice booming like a bell, making the entire hall resonate.

"The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall".

"I have met with our elders."

"Why don't you kneel?!"