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Looking at Ning Rongrong and Dongfang Yao in front of her, one possessing the number one auxiliary martial soul in the world, and the other a little monster who can fight against a thousand-year-old mutated soul beast, she couldn't help but get excited.
If we could recruit them into the team
Ning Rongrong became much quieter.
Perhaps influenced by Dongfang Yao, this little princess has also begun to learn to calm down and think things through before acting impulsively.
She had just asked her two older sisters about their soul power levels, and the answer she received left her feeling a little uneasy.
Putting aside Yao'er, that little monster, just looking at the age and soul power of the two older sisters, their innate soul power and cultivation aptitude are definitely not as good as mine, but now they are already outstanding among their peers, with a bright future ahead of them.
A surge of competitive spirit rose within Ning Rongrong, and she began to consider whether she should slack off less and spend more time cultivating after returning home.
Dongfang Yao then flipped through the rubbings of "One Hundred Solutions to Hidden Weapons".
She confirmed that what she had just bought was indeed a crystal sheet, which could be made into something like dragon beard needles.
However, the most precious thing was the piece of cold iron mother that Rongrong gave her. The scroll said that it was the hardest metal and was priceless.
Of course, the above also mentioned something called "deep-sea sunken silver mother," which is the most durable and precious, but unfortunately she didn't find it at the stall.
The little girl was making plans in her mind.
I should pay more attention to these rare metals in the future and buy them all to give to my brother!
As she walked, Dugu Yan made up her mind.
Whether it's to make genuine friends or for the sake of the team's future, I need to maintain a good relationship with these two younger sisters.
She began by asking, "It's a bit early to ask you now, but have you decided which college you'll be attending?"
Seeing that the two shook their heads, she suggested, "How about we come and visit the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"
Ning Rongrong looked at Dongfang Yao indifferently; they had already done almost everything they wanted to do.
Dongfang Yao didn't think much of it, but when she thought about the Soul Master Competition, she couldn't help but think of Dongfang Jing:
Will my brother participate in the future? And which academy will he join?
As the four girls walked along the main road to the grand gate of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, they happened to run into Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Xue Qinghe as they walked out of the academy.
"Dad?" Ning Rongrong exclaimed in surprise.
"Rongrong? What's going on here?" Ning Fengzhi was taken aback when he saw the four girls with different styles standing together.
He looked at Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling and felt that they looked familiar, but he couldn't remember whose children they were.
"Hehe, your daughter is becoming more and more lively and adorable." Xue Qinghe said with a gentle smile, his gaze sweeping over everyone.
"Brother Xue." Ning Rongrong greeted him respectfully.
Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Dongfang Yao, who were standing beside him, also quickly bowed and said, "Your Highness, the First Prince."
Xue Qinghe smiled and waved his hand, "No need for such formalities, gentlemen."
His gaze immediately fell on Dongfang Yao. He had a lot of information about Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, but this little girl...
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"Who is this young lady?"
Xue Qinghe looked at Ning Fengzhi with a questioning expression.
Ning Fengzhi thought about it and felt that there was no need to hide it, and it was impossible to hide it anyway.
Since we plan to support Xue Qinghe in the future, this is a good opportunity to show our stance.
Once the Crown Prince finds out, he will also report it to Emperor Xueye to avoid arousing unnecessary suspicion in the emperor.
He then introduced with a smile: "Qinghe, this is a disciple who follows Sword Douluo in his cultivation, named Dongfang Yao."
"Yao'er, the person beside me is the eldest prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, and also the current crown prince, His Highness Xue Qinghe."
Dongfang Yao had already guessed it, but she still managed to show just the right amount of surprise on her face and bowed slightly: "So it is Your Highness the Crown Prince. Dongfang Yao greets you."
'Dongfang Yao?'
Qian Renxue silently recited the words in her mind, quickly searching her memory, but found nothing.
He remained composed, still offering a gentle and complimentary remark: "So you are the esteemed disciple of Sword Douluo. It's a pleasure to meet you. If you don't mind, please call me Brother Xue, just like Rongrong did."
Dongfang Yao readily agreed and nodded obediently, "Okay, Brother Xue."
After exchanging pleasantries, Ning Fengzhi, having completed his business, decided to return to his sect and bid farewell to his daughter and Dongfang Yao.
The original plan to visit the college was thus abandoned.
"Sister Dugu, Sister Ye, we'll come visit you again next time we have time."
"Okay, you can come to the academy to find us anytime."
Watching the carriage depart, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling bowed to Xue Qinghe and took their leave: "Your Highness, please excuse us."
"Yes, please give my regards to Senior Dugu and Senior Ye."
"must."
Xue Qinghe returned to his own bedroom in the palace and dismissed all the servants.
After confirming that no one was around, she reached into her front and, with a flick of her wrist, quickly lifted an exquisite mask that was attached deep to her hair bun, revealing her true face.
With skin as white as snow, a straight nose, and slightly slender yet imposing phoenix eyes, this is her, Qian Renxue.
"Uncle She, have you found out?" she asked in a cold voice.
The figure of Serpent Spear Douluo She Long appeared silently, kneeling on one knee: "Young Master, this matter is somewhat strange. The Spirit Hall has no records of that girl."
He changed the subject and handed over a document: "However, there is no one with the same name, but there is one with the same surname, and the information is quite surprising."
Qian Renxue took the documents, quickly scanned them, and softly read out the key information:
"Dongfang Jing, born with full soul power, seven years old, possesses two thousand-year soul rings, and has mastered a strange escape technique. He once silently escaped the pursuit of the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and is suspected of knowing a method to increase the absorption age of soul rings. He is accompanied by his younger sister."
"When he reappeared two years later, according to Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, this boy had already become a Soul Master. He was later chased to the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest by Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao."
Upon reading this, Qian Renxue couldn't help but gasp, her pupils contracting slightly.
This person's talent sounds even more extraordinary than mine!
She continued reading: "The Spirit Hall dispatched two hundred elite soldiers deep into the forest to search, but to no avail. They determined he was dead."
Qian Renxue's fingers tightened unconsciously, crumpling the edges of the paper, her voice carrying a suppressed coldness:
"Why is such crucial intelligence only being reported to me now? What use is it now that the person is dead!"
Sweat beaded on She Long's forehead as he respectfully replied, "Young Master, this intelligence was only recently secretly transmitted."
Qian Renxue instantly understood, and an inexplicable anger surged in her chest.
"That woman again!"
She practically spat out those words through gritted teeth.
Since they discovered such a genius so early on, why didn't they inform me in time? They kept it a secret until now!
She knew without even thinking that the woman's thoughts were probably still revolving around that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang!
Now that Tang Hao has been identified as the man who killed her father, why doesn't that woman go after him? Doesn't she have any conscience at all?
Qian Renxue used her hand to soothe her burning heart and lungs, her palm inadvertently touching her soft pectoral muscles.
This Dongfang Jing possesses exceptional talent; if it could be put to use, it would undoubtedly be a great asset in realizing one's grand ambitions.
But the person is already dead, how could she possibly bring them back to life?
"So, that Dongfang Yao is his sister?" Qian Renxue suppressed her anger and analyzed calmly.
"Judging from her age, characteristics, and relationships, it should be her. As for why there is no record of her martial soul, it is very likely that she awakened it in private. But for now, her identity as a disciple of Sword Douluo is beyond doubt."
Qian Renxue remained silent for a moment, then walked to the candlestick, brought a corner of the document in her hand close to the flame, and watched it slowly curl, char, and finally turn to ashes.
"There's no rush with Dongfang Yao's matter. 'Xue Qinghe' is now Ning Fengzhi's disciple, and it's perfectly reasonable for a disciple to visit his teacher at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. I'll have my own way of subtly inquiring about it then. You may leave now."
"Yes."
She Long's figure disappeared quietly.
Qian Renxue was the only one left in the room.
She stared at the ashes falling beside the candlelight, her eyelids twitching slightly without warning.
She subconsciously brushed her fingers across the fine ash.
A strange feeling inexplicably swept through my heart.
"what happened?"
She furrowed her beautiful eyebrows slightly and murmured to herself.
As time passed, the dampness of warm spring was evaporated by the scorching summer sun, and even the air became sweltering.
Inside the bamboo and wood house meticulously crafted by Dongfang Jing in the core area of the Starry Sky Forest.
Brigitte lay gracefully in a rocking chair, which her obedient apprentice had specially prepared for her.
She held a steaming cup of coffee in her slender fingers, took a small sip, and the mellow aroma made her squint her eyes slightly, clearly showing her fondness for this drink from the human world.
In her other hand, she held the book "One Hundred Explanations of Hidden Weapons," which she was flipping through with great interest, especially the chapters about "Qiankun Wenqing Valley" and many rare medicinal herbs.
A gust of wind carrying the scent of grass and trees blew into the wooden house, ruffling her emerald green hair.
On the table,
An ancient bamboo scroll titled "The Core Array of Soul Guidance Devices: A Beginner's Guide" rustled in the wind.
"clang!"
"clang!"
"clang!"
A rhythmic, heavy tapping sound came from outside the window, steady and powerful.
Brigitte's lips curved slightly upward. She rested her chin on her palm and gazed tenderly out the window.
Dongfang Jing was shirtless, sweating profusely in the open space.