Douluo Continent: This Tang San is different

Chapter 357 The Consequences of an Avalanche...

"Senior Yang Wudi."

Xue Qinghe went to a manor in Tiandou City, which was the new clan land she had arranged for the Po clan.

After Yang Wudi chose to join Xue Qinghe, Titan came to see him, quite disappointed in him, but ultimately had no choice and left in a huff.

The Min clan joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and Titan went to see them, even deducting points from Kuangyan, before being taught a lesson.

This time, he learned his lesson.

After all, he couldn't beat Yang Wudi in terms of combat strength, and if things got too tense, their relationship would really break down.

Moreover, by siding with Xue Qinghe, they were ostensibly supporting the Heavenly Dou Empire, and since the Power Clan also lived within the Heavenly Dou Empire's borders, it wasn't entirely unreasonable.

Upon seeing Titan and Yang Wudi emerge from the manor gate together, Xue Qinghe immediately greeted them, showing no airs of an emperor, and said with a smile, "Master Yang Wudi and Master Titan are still as elegant as ever."

"Greetings, Emperor Qinghe!" Titan clasped his hands in greeting, then said he had something to attend to and hurriedly left, clearly not wanting to have much interaction with Xue Qinghe.

"I hope Your Majesty will not take offense, Titan is rather stubborn." Yang Wudi sighed as he watched Titan's departing figure, and explained to Xue Qinghe, "Unlike my Breaking Clan, the members of the Power Clan are all skilled in forging and live quite well in Heaven Dou City. In addition, since he is a Soul Douluo, all forces, large and small, respect him to some extent."

"Furthermore, he's been holding a grudge all these years. The Min clan joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and his good friend Lou Gao from Gengxin City went to Spirit City and joined the Spirit Hall..."

Xue Qinghe sighed, "Everyone has their own ambitions, so it's best not to force things. Master Titan is not as open-minded as Master Yang Wudi."

"I had no choice," Yang Wudi said with a wry smile. If the local city lord hadn't been constantly causing trouble, he wouldn't have accepted Xue Qinghe's offer. But now that he had chosen to submit to Xue Qinghe, he could only serve him as his master and do his best.

Those who serve as ministers must be loyal.

"What brings Your Majesty here today?" After inviting Xue Qinghe into the manor, Yang Wudi asked her to sit in the main seat, served her tea, and got straight to the point, "As you know, I'm not good at formalities."

"Not at all. Master Yang Wudi is a man of genuine character, something many people envy." Xue Qinghe's words weren't exactly praise, but rather carried a hint of envy.

Although the Po clan did not fare well before they joined him, Yang Wudi was indeed independent and freer than she, the imposter.

"Now, let's get down to business." Seeing Yang Wudi casually wave his hand to cover his face, Xue Qinghe's expression turned slightly serious. "I've heard that Master Yang Wudi is skilled in medicine?"

"It's just a casual interest." Yang Wudi remained calm, not understanding why Xue Qinghe asked such a question. Was someone in the royal family seriously ill or suffering from a malignant disease? Or did this young emperor want to use medicine to achieve some unknown purpose?

Yang Wudi felt it should be the latter.

Although Xue Qinghe had an excellent reputation before ascending the throne, and was even known for not being interested in women, making it impossible to find any fault with him, and even if there were, they would disappear in a short time, it was precisely because he had no fault that it seemed strange.

It should be noted that the theoretical master of martial spirit cultivation also had many scandals circulating about him in secret, and they are still talked about to this day.

I heard that this emperor is going to hold the imperial examination, but those hereditary nobles are going to obstruct it and even resist the research and development of soul tools... Could it be that they want to poison all of them?

That would solve the problem once and for all, but the method is a bit too cruel, isn't it?

Moreover, even if Yang Wudi didn't know how to manage an empire, he understood that if all these people died at once, chaos would ensue.

Would the Qinghe Emperor really act so recklessly?

"I wonder if Master Yang Wudi can concoct a drug that induces hallucinations?" Xue Qinghe asked.

"Okay." Yang Wudi nodded, feeling relieved. He thought to himself: It seems to be the latter. Dealing with those hereditary nobles is just a matter of taking it slowly. There is time to cultivate the Emperor's own people, and those nobles can also make mistakes in their illusions. It is not a bad plan.

Moreover, from this moment on, he and the Po clan have truly stood on Xue Qinghe's side. In the future, even if the other four clans become enemies of Xue Qinghe, he will have to show no mercy.

reason?

It has nothing to do with right or wrong.

Each serves their own master.

"Then thank you very much, Master Yang Wudi."

Xue Qinghe smiled, chatted with Yang Wudi for a few words, and then got up to leave. Three days later, he appointed Yang Wudi as the Grand Knight Commander of the Royal Knights, a position comparable to the Empire's Marshal of the Nation.

Smiles appeared on the faces of Yang Wudi and the members of the Po clan...

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"hateful!"

Xue Beng returned to his palace, grabbed a teacup from a maid, and downed the tea in one gulp, cursing, "That damned Xue Qinghe! He made me learn so much, and Father Emperor keeps coming to check on me. What bad luck!"

"Young Prince, don't be angry. Your father is blind. Please don't be angry. How about I dance for you?" The maid looked at him tenderly, her slender fingers supporting Xue Beng's chin. Her breath was sweet and fragrant as she gently guided his thoughts, leading him to the backyard, where many beautiful maids were already waiting.

Upon seeing the avalanche approaching, she immediately put on a joyful smile, removed her clothes, leaving only a light gauze garment, and lured the avalanche, pulling it to dance joyfully together.

"You guys are still the best." Avalanche mumbled, his breathing growing increasingly rapid, until he was completely out of control and lunged forward. But, coincidentally, the deposed Snow Night happened to arrive at Avalanche's residence...

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"Father, it was an accident just now, do you believe me?" Facing the snowy night, the avalanche was no longer as fierce as before, like a wilted candle, its head drooping, even its words were hesitant and timid.

"Do you think I believe that?" Xue Ye sneered, reprimanding, "Your royal brother ordered you to study, but you've been inconsistent, only working hard for three days and resting for two. And then you hold unbridled gatherings when you get back to the manor. Is this how you do it every day?"

"It was a real surprise." Xue Beng wanted to explain, but Xue Ye glared at him, and he was so frightened that he dared not say anything. His resentment towards his father, who favored Xue Qinghe, also increased.

Besides, what's wrong with a prince or a royal prince having sex with a woman, especially his own maid?

He just wanted to continue the Xue family line!

"Hmph!" Seeing that he kept his head down and clenched his fists, Xueye knew even a fool would know that he was blaming her. She couldn't help but let out a cold snort and said, "I won't interfere with you anymore, but I hope you can remember your place and not disgrace our royal family or bring shame to your elder brother!"

Having said that, Emperor Xueye rose and left, not wanting to stay any longer, unaware of Xue Beng's bloodshot eyes: "Everything about Xue Qinghe is good, right?"

Subsequently, the conflict between snowy nights and avalanches intensified...

(End of this chapter)