Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

“A twelve-year-old Soul Emperor’s combat power is far beyond that of an ordinary Soul Saint. The reason he hasn’t made a move is not because he’s afraid of you, nor is it because he’s afraid of the Heaven Dou Royal Family.”

"It's because he disdains you; in his eyes, you're not even a rival."

Avalanche's face was ashen.

Emperor Xueye turned around, walked back behind the dragon desk, and sat down.

"From this day forward, you shall remain in seclusion and reflect on your mistakes. Without my permission, you are not to step out of the palace."

Xue Beng opened his mouth, as if to say something, but was silenced by a single look from Emperor Xue Ye.

"Get out of here."

The avalanche retreated hastily.

The Imperial Study fell silent once more.

Xue Qinghe said softly, "Father, what about the Spirit Hall..."

Emperor Xueye remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking.

"Prepare a generous gift, and I will personally go to apologize."

Xue Qinghe was taken aback: "Father, you..."

"The Holy Son can let it go, and the Spirit Hall can overlook it. But the Heaven Dou Royal Family cannot pretend this never happened."

Emperor Xueye's voice was calm, "Those two retainers were sent by the royal family."

"No matter what they did, they are ultimately the people of Tiandou. Salas killed them, which is a slap in my face, but I cannot retaliate, because we are the ones in the wrong."

He looked at his eldest son with a deep gaze.

"Qinghe, remember this: on this continent, strength is the only true measure of power."

"The Spirit Hall has several Title Douluos, while the Heaven Dou Empire doesn't even have one. That's why they can kill people in Heaven Dou City, while I can only apologize."

Xue Qinghe lowered his head: "Your subject understands."

Emperor Xueye nodded and waved his hand: "Go, tomorrow morning, come with me to the inn."

Xue Qinghe bowed and withdrew.

Only Emperor Xueye remained in the imperial study. He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and murmured to himself.

"A twelve-year-old Soul Emperor... the Spirit Hall is truly blessed with great fortune."

Outside the window, the night was deep.

Many people in Tiandou City are destined to have a sleepless night.

The next morning, just as dawn broke, a group of people cleared out the streets outside the inn.

There were no banners waving, no drums and music playing.

Only one simple horse-drawn carriage, surrounded by a dozen plainclothes guards, slowly pulled up in front of the inn.

The Emperor alighted from his carriage on a snowy night, changed into casual clothes, and wore no crown or dragon robe, only a dark blue robe with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, looking like a wealthy old man.

But there was an imposing aura about him, even without anger.

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe followed behind him, also dressed simply, holding a brocade box in his hands.

Salas was already waiting at the inn's entrance.

Upon seeing Emperor Xueye arrive in person, he bowed slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"His Majesty."

Emperor Xueye looked at him calmly.

Yesterday, this man killed two of his Soul Saints in front of his son.

Today, however, he has come in person to apologize to him.

“Bishop Salas, I have come to see the Holy Son.”

Salas stepped aside to make way: "The Holy Son is already waiting for His Majesty."

Emperor Xueye nodded and strode into the inn.

Private room on the second floor.

Ling Feng sat by the window, a pot of tea on the table in front of him.

Qian Renxue and Jin Chen stood on either side of him behind him.

The door opened.

As the Snow Night Emperor entered the room, his gaze immediately fell upon the young man standing by the window.

Twelve years old.

No, according to bone age, he's not even twelve yet.

The boy sat there quietly, like an ordinary child.

But Emperor Xueye knew that it was this child who had caused the Spirit Hall to surge in strength in just a few years, making the nobles of the two empires restless and unable to eat or sleep.

"Holy Son." Emperor Xueye nodded slightly.

Ling Feng stood up and returned the greeting with a cupped hand: "Your Majesty is too kind. Please sit down."

Emperor Xue Ye sat down opposite him. Xue Qinghe placed the brocade box on the table and stepped back behind his father.

Chapter 91 An Apology on a Snowy Night

Ling Feng glanced at the brocade box but didn't ask what was inside.

Emperor Xueye remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking.

"What happened last night was due to my lax discipline. My unfilial son offended the Holy Son. I have come today to apologize."

He stood up and bowed deeply to Ling Feng.

Xue Qinghe also quickly followed suit and bowed.

Ling Feng did not get up, but simply looked at the emperor who was over fifty years old.

At this moment, he was not the emperor of the Heavenly Dou Empire, but simply a father cleaning up the mess his son had made.

"Your Majesty need not do this," Ling Feng said calmly. "What happened last night is over."

Emperor Xueye straightened up, looked at the young man, and sighed inwardly.

He had assumed that someone of the Holy Son's status would harbor some resentment at having his inn surrounded.

Unexpectedly, the child was even more composed than he had imagined.

"Your Majesty is so magnanimous, I am deeply grateful."

Emperor Xueye sat down again and looked at the brocade box. "It's just a small gift, nothing special. I hope the Holy Son will accept it."

He opened the brocade box.

Inside was a jade pendant that was smooth and lustrous, with a faint shimmering light.

That is the Heavenly Dou Royal Family's heirloom, the Heavenly Dou Warm Jade. Wearing it can nourish one's soul power and aid in cultivation.

Even with Ling Feng's current strength, wearing it for an extended period of time would still be somewhat useful.

Ling Feng glanced at it and nodded: "Your Majesty is very thoughtful."

The Snow Night Emperor closed the brocade box, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Ling Feng looked at him and suddenly said, "Your Majesty, please speak freely about whatever you wish to ask."

After a moment of silence, Emperor Xueye finally spoke.

"Your Highness, if I may be so bold as to ask, what exactly does the Spirit Hall want?"

He'd been holding this question in for a long time.

Improving weaponry, unifying soul masters, and reforming city-states... The things the Spirit Hall has done over the years are all shaking the foundations of the continent.

He couldn't figure out what this behemoth really wanted.

Ling Feng picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

"What does Your Majesty think the Spirit Hall wants?"

Emperor Xueye pondered for a moment: "To take over and rule the continent?"

Ling Feng shook his head.

"That……"

Ling Feng put down his teacup and looked at him.

"Your Majesty, have you ever seen Soul Masters running rampant in the marketplace, while commoners can't even see a Soul Ring, yet they are exploited at every turn?"

Have you ever seen city-states engulfed in war, with people displaced and without a safe place to live?

Have you ever seen a weak kingdom swallowed up by a powerful one, its people reduced to vassals, and even their right to choose taken away?

Emperor Xueye remained silent.

Ling Feng continued, "What the Spirit Hall wants is very simple: to ensure that spirit masters and commoners each find their place, to allow city-states and kingdoms to coexist peacefully, and to prevent the continent from experiencing unnecessary wars and turmoil."

Emperor Xueye looked at him with a complicated expression.

"that's it?"

"That's all." Ling Feng paused. "As for overthrowing the monarchy and unifying the territory, that's not something I should worry about. I'm just a twelve-year-old child."

Emperor Xueye paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

That smile contained relief, bitterness, and a hint of indescribable emotion.

“A twelve-year-old child…” he murmured, “a twelve-year-old child, already doing what I should be doing.”

Ling Feng remained silent.

Emperor Xueye stood up and cupped his hands in greeting to Ling Feng.

"Your Majesty, I have learned a great deal."