Douluo Continent: Twin Golden and Silver Dragons Shock Bibi Dong

"Generally speaking, one must reach at least the level 70 Soul Saint realm, activate the Martial Soul True Body, and allow one's spiritual power and soul power to enter another level before there is a possibility of successfully condensing it."

"If you force it to condense, you will only end up with a shattered dantian and your cultivation completely ruined."

“Then this herb…” Qian Renxue pointed to the Hunyuan Immortal Herb.

"It is a seed."

Xuan Hao explained, "It can help you purify your soul power and help you plant the prototype of a soul core in your body in advance."

"With it, when you break through to Soul Saint in the future, the success rate of condensing a Soul Core will be greatly improved, and the quality will definitely be top-notch."

"How is it? Is this gift substantial enough?"

Qian Renxue looked at the Primordial Immortal Herb, then at Xuan Hao who looked completely calm, but did not reach out to take it immediately.

in contrast.

Her expression became somewhat unnatural, even carrying a hint of deep suspicion.

"you……"

Qian Renxue hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help asking:

Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?

"You tried every means to extort money from me before, and you wanted to empty the royal treasury."

"Now, not only are they offering me this incredible treasure, but they're also sharing this top-secret cultivation theory with me..."

Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing Xuan Hao:

“Xuanhao, tell me the truth.”

"Is there... some kind of conspiracy involved?"

"Or is there some kind of slow-acting poison in this herb that you're trying to control?"

"..."

Xuan Hao's smile froze instantly.

Looking at the suspicious woman in front of him, he felt that his good intentions had been taken for granted.

"You big dummy, you think I'm plotting against you?!"

Xuan Hao slammed the Primordial Immortal Herb onto the table in annoyance:

"Take it or leave it! If you don't want it, fine!"

I wouldn't give it to you even if I fed it to the pigs!

Qian Renxue reacted quickly, snatching the Primordial Immortal Herb away before Xuan Hao could actually take it back, and carefully stored it in her soul tool.

Although they say they have doubts, their actions tell a different story.

As a six-winged angel soul master, she could clearly feel the attraction of this immortal herb to her; that yearning originating from the essence of her martial soul was genuine.

After carefully storing the immortal herbs, Qian Renxue looked at Xuan Hao again. Although the wariness in her eyes had lessened somewhat, her doubts had deepened.

"Since it's not to control me, and there's no conspiracy..."

"So what is the reason for this sudden change in your attitude?"

Qian Renxue frowned. "Don't give me that nonsense about liking me. I don't believe it. You may only be nine years old, but you're shrewd enough to do anything for personal gain. You're the kind of person who won't do anything without a reason."

"Alas, where has the most basic trust between people gone?"

Xuan Hao sighed, leaned back in his chair, put his hands behind his head, and said casually:

"Your Highness, you must understand one thing."

"After all, I'll be stationed in Tiandou City for a long time. We'll be seeing each other all the time. If I don't build a good relationship with you, the local bigwig, and you happen to be in a bad mood one day and trip me up or do something behind my back, I'll be in a lot of trouble."

"Trying to trip you up?"

Qian Renxue pointed to herself as if she had heard a joke, looking speechless:

"Xuanhao, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"I am Xue Qinghe now! I am the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire!"

"In order to win over you, this reclusive young master with a powerful background, and to maintain my image of being good at recognizing and employing talent in front of my father, even if you're a complete scoundrel, I still have to pamper, coax, and fawn over you!"

"Would I dare to trip you up? Do you think I'm too comfortable sitting in my position as crown prince?"

"It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark."

Xuan Hao waved his hand, not caring about her rebuttal:

"It's always better to have one more friend than one more enemy. Although I'm a bit greedy, I'm fundamentally a peace-loving person. I prefer making friends to making enemies everywhere."

"and……"

Xuan Hao looked at Qian Renxue, a playful smile curving his lips:

"Although Your Highness has a bad temper, you are not without your cunning."

"But at least, you are a smart person and a person of taste."

"After I beat him up back then, he accepted the bet and even though he was seething with hatred, he never thought of calling in people to retaliate against me like that good-for-nothing Xue Beng did."

"Based on this alone, I think you are a million times better than that shameless fool Xue Beng. You are a person who can do great things and a friend worth making friends with."

Hearing Xuan Hao compare her to Xue Beng, that good-for-nothing playboy, Qian Renxue's lips twitched. For a moment, she didn't know whether to be angry or happy.

"Just because of this?" Qian Renxue still felt the reason was not sufficient.

"Of course not."

Xuan Hao's playful expression faded, his gaze deepening as he looked into Qian Renxue's eyes and said softly:

"The more important reason is..."

"I'm doing this because of someone else."

Chapter 120 Someone's Face

……

"Someone?"

Qian Renxue was taken aback, then asked, "Who?"

Xuan Hao did not answer directly, but instead picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and looked out the window.

Who?

Who else could.

Naturally, it was Pope Bibi Dong, who resided in Wuhun City, seemingly cold and ruthless, but in reality, more conflicted than anyone else.

During those days at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, besides guiding his cultivation, Bibi Dong had subtly probed him, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Although you've picked all the medicinal herbs here, do you... have any left? Or are there any that are suitable for strengthening the body's foundation and enhancing potential?"

Xuanhao found it strange at the time.

Hu Liena had already consumed the "Bewitching Lotus" and the "Longing Dew," and Bibi Dong herself was already a peerless Douluo; these immortal herbs had negligible effect on her. Furthermore, in the Papal Palace, besides Hu Liena, she paid no attention to any other juniors.

So, for whom could she be asking this question?

It can only be Qian Renxue.

That daughter whom she nominally didn't want to see, and even somewhat loathed, but whom she couldn't sever ties with by blood.

Moreover, before leaving, Bibi Dong had hinted at it to him on several occasions:

“Xuanhao, while you should remain neutral in your actions in Tiandou City, you can be a little more polite to Xue Qinghe.”

"If necessary, it wouldn't be a bad idea to give her some benefits without affecting your own interests."

If Xuan Hao still doesn't understand now that things have been said this far, then he's lived in vain.

Bibi Dong's feelings for Qian Renxue were undoubtedly extremely complex.

That was a hatred that extended to everything connected to the source of her hatred; it was proof of that unbearable past. She didn't want to see Qian Renxue, or even hear any news about her.

But her maternal instincts, or perhaps a subconscious sense of guilt, prevented her from truly ignoring Qian Renxue.

She couldn't care for Qian Renxue like a normal mother, so she could only awkwardly send her something through Xuan Hao, the "middleman," to help her out.

"Who exactly is it?"

Seeing that Xuan Hao remained silent, Qian Renxue's strange feeling grew stronger and stronger, and she couldn't help but ask again.

"It cannot be spoken, it cannot be spoken."

Xuan Hao put down his teacup, stood up, and resumed his usual nonchalant demeanor:

"Anyway, as long as you know that this magical herb came from a legitimate source and I never intended to harm you, that's enough."

"Alright, the goods have been delivered, I should go now."

"Go back and refine it properly. Don't let this immortal herb down, and don't let..."

Xuan Hao walked to the door, turned his back to Qian Renxue, waved, and lowered his voice:

"Don't let this sentiment go to waste."

After saying that, he opened the door and strode away from the Crown Prince's residence, leaving Qian Renxue alone in the study, staring blankly at the Hunyuan Immortal Herb in her hand that emitted a faint halo.

"Someone's face..."

Qian Renxue murmured softly, as images flashed through her mind.

Grandpa? Impossible. This bastard doesn't even know her grandfather, let alone respect him with his lawless temper.

Who else could it be?

Could it be...?

A figure she both longed for and resented flashed through her mind, but she quickly dismissed it.

"Ha, how could that be?"

Qian Renxue shook her head self-deprecatingly, a hint of loneliness flashing in her eyes: