Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is Golden Light, all I want is more money.

Chapter 19 Such a foolish populace deserves the destruction of their nation!

A thousand feet of snow?

How did she end up here?

Zhang Zhiwei was filled with doubt, but he kept a straight face and bowed respectfully, saying, "This humble subject greets Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Upon hearing this, Tailong and the others beside him also bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Highness!"

Xue Qinghe looked surprised.

This is my first time visiting the Kingdom of Barak. How did they come to know me?

"Oh, you know me?"

A glint of shrewdness gleamed in Xue Qinghe's eyes as he looked at Zhang Zhiwei with a half-smile.

"As citizens of Tiandou, surely no one is unfamiliar with His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Zhang Zhiwei immediately kicked the ball back.

Xue Qinghe naturally didn't believe this.

After all, the Heavenly Dou Empire has tens of millions of citizens, but how many of them can actually see his true face?

"That's true, but I saw what you did just now, young man. I greatly admire and yearn for someone as talented as you."

Xue Qinghe made no attempt to hide his admiration.

Zhang Zhiwei smiled slightly, politely declining: "Your Highness has so many heroes under your command, one more or one less makes no difference. I'd rather not embarrass Your Highness."

What a cunning little rascal!

Xue Qinghe sighed inwardly. She could sense from the faint soul power fluctuations around Zhang Zhiwei that he was at least a Soul Venerable.

Judging from his appearance, he was about fourteen or fifteen years old when he had already reached the Soul Master level.

This is undoubtedly a genius.

With the support of the Heaven Dou Empire's profound resources, he has a great chance of becoming a Title Douluo.

Most importantly, when she saw Zhang Zhiwei, her own martial spirit actually stirred slightly, even to the point of yearning.

You should know that her martial soul is a god-level martial soul, the Six-Winged Angel. Just what level must a martial soul be that even angels crave?

Xue Qinghe couldn't imagine it, nor dared to imagine it.

"What if I insist that you serve me?"

Xue Qinghe's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up a little.

In an instant, Zhang Zhiwei's expression turned strange.

Damn it, does this woman not understand human language?

Seeing his discomfiture, Xue Qinghe's smile deepened, thinking to himself, "Little rascal, you're not qualified to compete with me in the art of language. I've been doing this since I was eight..."

Thinking of this, she suddenly frowned slightly, clearly not wanting to reminisce about the past at all.

"Fine, I'll give you face today, but I'll keep an eye on you."

Tell me your name?

Xue Qinghe's gaze fell on Zhang Zhiwei, who was looking down below.

Zhang Zhiwei was overjoyed upon hearing this and quickly replied, "Your Highness, you may simply call me Zhang Zhiwei."

"Okay, I've got it."

Xue Qinghe gave him a mysterious smile, then quickly left.

Watching her retreating figure, Zhang Zhiwei muttered resentfully, "She's got cat syndrome!"

Luckily, I was clever and used an alias.

Indeed, when you're out in the world, you have to give yourself your own identity.

……

A VIP room.

"Miss, should we report this to Emperor Xueye?"

A tall, fierce-looking man asked cautiously.

And he is none other than the Porcupine Douluo.

On the stage, Xue Qinghe pondered deeply, took a deep breath, and made a decision: "I will tell Xue Ye the truth. I want to see how my sister will respond."

She immediately began writing furiously on the table, quickly producing a document which she then tossed to the porcupine.

The porcupine took the scroll, bowed respectfully, and then flew away.

"Uncle She!"

Xue Qinghe called out towards the empty hall.

Suddenly, a tall, thin figure in black robes appeared from the shadows; it was none other than the Serpent Spear Douluo.

"Miss!"

She Long bowed respectfully upwards, then lowered his head, not daring to offend the young lady in the slightest.

"Go back to the Papal Palace and tell her that Zhang Zhiwei is under my protection, and she'd better not try anything funny."

Xue Qinghe's eyes suddenly sharpened; even he had come to Barak to inquire about this exchange match.

She didn't believe Bibi Dong hadn't sent anyone.

"Yes!" After saying that, She Long was about to turn around and leave.

Xue Qinghe's cold voice came again:

"While you're at it, go ask Grandpa what kind of martial soul could make a six-winged angel feel a tremor."

"Yes!" She Long replied after leaving.

"I hope Grandpa will find something."

Holding the Martial Soul Encyclopedia that he had already read through once, Xue Qinghe sighed helplessly.

The latest novel is first published here!

……

Inside the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace at that time.

Dark clouds loomed over the city outside the window, threatening to crush it; inside the Golden Palace, the ministers bowed their heads and remained silent.

Xueye's face was as dark as a black pot, and he angrily threw down the seal in his hand: "What is Barak trying to do! Is he trying to rebel?"

Soul Masters are always the lifeblood of war, but the Barak Kingdom is now openly holding exchange competitions, clearly wanting to recruit the younger generation of Soul Masters.

Most importantly, he, the supreme emperor of the Heavenly Dou Empire, was the last to know that the Royal Fighting Team had gone to participate in the competition.

"And you, Xue Xing, why didn't you report such an important matter as participating in the Royal Tournament to the fore?"

Xue Xing was so startled that she shuddered involuntarily, and explained with a pale face, "Your Majesty, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Xueye.

"No need. From now on, you are no longer the dean of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy."

Xue Xing's face turned deathly pale, and she immediately knelt down, pleading, "Your Majesty, brother, elder brother, I'm still your younger brother!"

Xueye glared at him fiercely: "Hmph, it's precisely because you're my brother that I've been too lenient with you all these years."

Seeing that all hope was lost, Xuexing collapsed to the ground, feeling as if her spine had been broken, her heart filled with despair.

After all, we've been brothers for many years.

A hint of reluctance flashed in Xueye's eyes, but she softened her tone and said, "You should go and become the vice dean first. The dean's position will remain vacant for now, and will be given to a worthy minister in the future."

Xuexing's eyes lit up, and she quickly agreed.

He knew that Xueye was trying to exonerate him; after all, such a serious crime could not be tolerated without punishment.

Xueye surveyed his ministers below: "My esteemed ministers, Barak's wolfish ambitions are now plain to see. Do any of you have a good plan?"

Goron stepped forward first, confidently stating:

"Your Majesty, I believe that Barak is not a threat. He has only won over some commoner soul masters. Our Heavenly Dou Army has a million soldiers. I doubt he would dare to act recklessly."

Upon hearing this, Xueye pondered for a moment, and her previously anxious heart was instantly calmed down as if injected with a powerful stimulant.

"We agree with Marshal Goron's words!"

Seeing this, the other ministers also chimed in and echoed the sentiment.

Xueye nodded: "Alright, since that's the case, let's leave it at that. Court adjourned."

Little did they know that everything that was happening in the court was being observed by Citun, who then truthfully reported it to Qian Renxue.

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue was both angry and amused.

What angered him was that Marshal Golong of the Heaven Dou Empire, relying on his million-strong army, was so arrogant that he didn't even take Barak's large-scale recruitment of young soul masters seriously.

What's funny is that it's practically a done deal that she'll take over the Heaven Dou Empire in the future.

With such fools in the court, the country deserves to perish!

……

at the same time.

At this moment, in the royal city of Barak.

A grand Soul Master exchange competition is in full swing.

The beautiful host, Dou Dou, stood on the stage with great enthusiasm and announced, "Next up, please welcome the Royal Fighting Team of the Heavenly Dou Empire!"

(End of this chapter)