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Chapter 71 Taking the Initiative to Challenge Yu Tianheng
Board of Education.
The three education commissioners sat solemnly on carved wooden chairs.
Zhilin Soul Douluo broke the silence first: "Has His Majesty Bilin made things difficult for you these past few days?"
His voice carried a hint of concern, yet also a touch of helplessness.
After all, when Dugu Bo took Chu Xinghe and Ye Lingling away a few days ago, although he sent someone to inform the academy, given his status as a royal retainer and his strength as a titled Douluo, the academy indeed found it difficult to interfere.
Chu Xinghe stood in the center of the hall, smiling calmly, his brows revealing confidence: "His Majesty Bilin has treated me very well. He not only guided my cultivation but also agreed to my relationship with his granddaughter, Dugu Yan."
"What?!" The three education commissioners exclaimed in unison, and even the usually composed Meng Shenji couldn't help but stand up.
Everyone knows that Dugu Bo cherishes his granddaughter like a precious jewel, and usually looks down on even members of the royal family. How could he possibly agree to their relationship?
Chu Xinghe noticed the shocked looks from the three education committee members and humbly explained, "They probably saw my potential. After all, my martial soul has already evolved."
"Your martial spirit has successfully evolved?" Zhilin suddenly stood up. "Isn't your martial spirit supposed to evolve at level 30? I remember you were only level 25 before you left school."
"Thanks to a magical herb, I was able to reach level 30 ahead of schedule," Chu Xinghe said, raising his right hand slightly, a ball of leaping golden-red flame appearing in his palm. "In addition, with Senior Dugu's help in hunting for the soul ring, I was able to successfully complete the evolution."
Meng Shenji gently stroked his long, snow-white beard, his deep gaze seemingly piercing through Chu Xinghe: "Tell me in detail about your experiences these past few days."
He gestured to a servant to bring Chu Xinghe a cup of tea, saying, "Sit down and tell me slowly."
Chu Xinghe took the teacup and sat down on the carved wooden chair. He took a sip of tea and began to recount his experiences over the past few days.
He described the entire process vividly, from Dugu Bo leading them to Sunset Forest, to discovering the immortal herbs suitable for each of them, and then to hunting for soul rings.
But the clever man subtly concealed the existence of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, only mentioning the immortal herbs consumed by the group. After all, many rare medicinal herbs still grew there, and he didn't want to cause trouble for Dugu Bo.
"A third spirit ring that's 2,800 years old?" Bai Baoshan gasped, nearly dropping his teacup. "That's far beyond the theoretical limit!"
"That's true." Chu Xinghe nodded. "But after being tempered by the immortal herbs, my physique is now able to withstand it."
As he spoke, he released his martial spirit, and three spirit rings rose up one after another beneath his feet.
Two yellow and one purple, radiating astonishing soul power fluctuations.
The phantom of Tyrannosaurus Beast loomed behind him, its dragon aura causing the air in the entire Education Committee to freeze.
After hearing this explanation, Meng Shenji exchanged a meaningful glance with the two education commissioners.
He tapped the table lightly, pondered for a moment, and then made a decision: "Third brother, tomorrow you will take Chu Xinghe to pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince."
Zhilin nodded knowingly.
With the talent Chu Xinghe displayed, a Soul Master at less than eleven years old, he absorbed a Soul Ring beyond his level, and his Martial Soul underwent a second evolution.
If he is not introduced to the Crown Prince soon, other forces will likely take notice. Prince Xuexing, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and even the Spirit Hall will not let such a genius go.
"Chu Xinghe," Meng Shenji suddenly said seriously, "Do you know why I'm introducing you to His Highness the Crown Prince?"
Chu Xinghe put down his teacup, his gaze clear and firm: "I understand. The academy hopes that I can serve the Heaven Dou Empire."
"Not bad." Meng Shenji nodded in satisfaction. "But more importantly…"
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the majestic Tiandou City in the distance. "His Highness the Crown Prince is eager to find talented people and will surely give you the best opportunities for development. Your talent should not be buried."
Chu Xinghe solemnly rose and bowed: "This student will remember your teachings."
...
As Chu Xinghe walked out of the Education Committee building, he immediately saw Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling waiting for him not far away, while Dugu Bo had already disappeared.
"Where's Grandpa?" he asked as he stepped forward.
Dugu Yan pursed her lips, her tone helpless: "He went to seek revenge on Chrysanthemum Douluo again, saying that he must regain his face this time."
Chu Xinghe shook his head and smiled. Dugu Bo has been fighting Chrysanthemum Douluo for so many years, and he has never gained the upper hand in any of their encounters. Now that his physique has just improved, he is eager to challenge him again, and the result will probably be more losses than wins.
After all, the gap between level 92 and level 95 is not so easy to bridge.
"Let's go to the training ground," he said to the two of them, pulling himself out of his thoughts.
Dugu Yan blinked, somewhat puzzled: "What's the point of going to the training ground now? With our current strength, there's no point in continuing to train with the special training class, is there?"
Chu Xinghe looked at her, his gaze serious: "Go challenge Yu Tianheng and fulfill the promise I made to you back then."
Dugu Yan was taken aback, then her cheeks flushed slightly. Of course she remembered that Chu Xinghe had promised her that once he broke through to the Soul Venerable realm, he would take the initiative to challenge Yu Tianheng and then openly and honestly express his feelings to her.
She thought that now that they were together, this matter was no longer important, but she didn't expect that he still remembered it.
Ye Lingling smiled slightly, her gaze shifting between the two of them, and wisely refrained from interjecting.
...
Training ground.
Chu Xinghe strode in and called out loudly, "Yu Tianheng, come out and fight!"
Yu Tianheng, who was participating in his daily training, paused, then a playful smile appeared on his lips: "Oh? I didn't expect you to dare to challenge me."
He turned to face Chu Xinghe, his eyes growing increasingly fierce. "But since it was you who proposed it, don't blame me for showing no mercy."
During the few days that Chu Xinghe was away from the academy, Yu Tianheng diligently cultivated and raised his soul power to level thirty-three.
"That suits me perfectly." Chu Xinghe's eyes were piercing. "If you lose, you must never bother Sister Yanyan again."
Yu Tianheng snorted coldly: "I have a sincere heart for Yanzi, so how can you say I'm entangled? As for you, if you lose, you should withdraw on your own."
On the sidelines, Yu Feng nudged Oslo with his elbow: "Leopard, have you noticed? Xinghe seems to be even more handsome now."
Oslo slapped his hand away in disgust: "You don't actually have a crush on him, do you?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Yu Feng rolled his eyes. "Look for yourself, his whole demeanor is different."
Oslo then took a good look at Chu Xinghe and nodded: "Indeed... I used to think he was just handsome, but now he can really be described as dashing."
Their conversation drew the attention of the surrounding students.
Meanwhile, the female trainees in the special training class could no longer contain themselves, and cheers echoed across the training ground.
The shouts of "Chu Xinghe is so handsome!" and "We must win!" were endless.
"Leopard, should we cheer for our boss?" Yu Feng asked in a low voice.
Oslo glanced at the few supporters sparsely populated on the sidelines, shook his head, and sighed, "Let's just watch quietly. Look over there..."
He pointed to the crowd watching the battle, and saw that the vast majority of students were spontaneously supporting Chu Xinghe. Indeed, good looks are justice.
Looking around the entire training ground, only the Shi brothers remained firmly on Yu Tianheng's side.
The two brothers, Graphite and Millstone, stood with their arms crossed, their eyes fixed intently on the confrontation in the center of the arena.
Graphite whispered, "Boss is probably going to have a hard time winning this time."
Shi Mo nodded in response, "This Chu Xinghe dared to challenge the boss, so he must have made considerable progress."
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Chapter 72 A Belated Confession
In the center of the training field, the air seemed to freeze.
Yu Tianheng looked around at the few supporters he had, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips: "The peak produces false supporters, and twilight witnesses the true apostles."
He turned his gaze to the Shi brothers and said sincerely, "Shi Mo and Shi Mo, I will certainly not let you down."
Chu Xinghe frowned slightly and said calmly, "Villains die from talking too much."
"Hmph!" Yu Tianheng's eyes suddenly sharpened, and lightning surged around him. "I was careless last time, but this time I'll show you the true power of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex!"
"Whatever you say." Chu Xinghe's tone was frighteningly calm.
Veins bulged on Yu Tianheng's forehead as he roared, "How dare a mere newcomer look down on me, Yu Tianheng? Today I'll show you what it means to be awe-inspiring!"
Chu Xinghe said no more, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "Tyrannosaurus, possess me!"
In an instant, a blazing orange-red light shot into the sky. His body rapidly transformed into a dragon, with fine scales covering his entire body like armor, and sharp dragon claws gleaming with a cold, metallic light.
"This is impossible!" Yu Tianheng's pupils shrank sharply, and his voice changed. "How could your martial soul evolve?"
Chu Xinghe slowly raised his dragon claws, and three dazzling soul rings rose from beneath his feet. The yellow, purple, and light intertwined, illuminating the entire training ground in a dreamlike manner.
A sudden burst of exclamations erupted from the sidelines: "Look! Chu Xinghe has broken through to the Soul Master level! He actually has three Soul Rings!"
Yu Tianheng was struck dumb, staggering back half a step: "You've actually broken through to the Soul Venerable realm?"
His voice trembled slightly, and the arrogance on his face had vanished.
Chu Xinghe was too lazy to waste words with him. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly sprang up.
"First Soul Skill, Crimson Dragon Claw!"
With a low shout, his right claw suddenly burst into golden-red flames, the intense heat distorting the surrounding air. The sharp dragon claw, wreathed in raging fire, slammed down towards Yu Tianheng with the force of a thunderbolt.
"Despicable! You have no sportsmanship and resort to sneak attacks!"
Yu Tianheng roared in haste, his body surging with lightning. Blue-purple electric snakes snaked around him, instantly completing the Martial Soul Possession.
"First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"
His right claw, crackling with violent lightning, met Chu Xinghe's attack.
"boom!"
Two completely different energies collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar. Golden-red flames and blue-purple lightning intertwined, forming a brief energy vortex.
However, Yu Tianheng's expression changed drastically as soon as they made contact.
He felt an unbearable heat rushing up his right arm through the meridians; the temperature of the flames far exceeded his expectations.
Even more terrifying, the flames seemed to contain some kind of special energy that could penetrate his lightning protection and directly burn his flesh.
"Ugh!"
Yu Tianheng groaned, the force of the impact sending him staggering back seven or eight steps before he could barely regain his balance. His right sleeve was charred black, and the exposed fabric was covered with fine burn marks.
In contrast, Chu Xinghe only took a half step back, and the flames on his dragon claws continued to burn fiercely, showing no signs of weakening.
The excruciating pain in Yu Tianheng's right arm made his eyes bloodshot, and he was burning with rage.
He stomped his foot, and the thousand-year-old soul ring encircling his right arm suddenly emitted a dazzling purple light.
"Third Soul Skill, Thunderous Fury!"
A violent surge of blue-purple lightning erupted from his body, instantly transforming him into a humanoid bolt of lightning. A powerful electric current formed a lightning barrier around him, scorching the ground black.
Seeing this, Chu Xinghe snorted coldly and also activated his thousand-year soul ring. The golden-red flames on his body suddenly surged, as if they were about to incinerate everything in the world.
"Third Soul Skill, Tyrannosaurus Fury!"
Blazing flames danced across his body, forming a suit of fiery armor. The terrifying heat distorted the surrounding air, and the stone slabs beneath his feet began to melt.
"Again!"
The two roared simultaneously and unleashed their first soul skills in a clash once more.
This time, the moment the Crimson Dragon Claw collided with the Thunder Dragon Claw, the resulting energy shockwave cracked the surrounding ground.
"boom!"
Amidst the deafening explosion, Yu Tianheng's lightning power was completely suppressed the moment they made contact.
He was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, tracing a tragic arc in the air. Blood gushed from his mouth, reflecting a blinding crimson in the sunlight, and splattered onto the scorched ground.
Chu Xinghe stopped his attack and stood still, the flames gradually subsiding. He coldly looked at Yu Tianheng lying motionless on the ground in the distance, without the slightest pity in his eyes.
It must be said that the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul truly deserves to be called one of the top beast martial souls on the continent. Even after suffering such a severe injury, Yu Tianheng still stood up tenaciously.
He was covered in blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared like a madman, "I refuse to accept this!"
Before he could finish speaking, he disregarded his injuries and once again unleashed his soul power, charging towards Chu Xinghe like a madman.
A cold glint flashed in Chu Xinghe's eyes, and the flames on his dragon claws suddenly surged, clearly indicating that he was truly enraged and wanted to teach this ignorant opponent a lesson he would never forget.
At this critical moment, a dark figure suddenly appeared.
Teacher Qin Ming appeared between the two like a ghost, steadily catching Yu Tianheng's attack with one hand, and said in a deep voice, "Enough! Yu Tianheng, admit defeat immediately! This is just a friendly spar between students, it's enough to stop here!"
Yu Tianheng trembled all over, his eyes filled with resentment.
But under Qin Ming's stern gaze, he finally gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, one by one: "I... admit... defeat..."
Qin Ming then released his grip, turned around, and announced loudly: "In this match, Chu Xinghe wins!"
In an instant, the entire training ground erupted in cheers.
The students watching the match stood up and burst into thunderous applause and cheers.
Some people shouted Chu Xinghe's name, some waved their arms excitedly, and many female students had eyes that shone with admiration.
This exciting duel undoubtedly elevated Chu Xinghe's status in everyone's hearts.
Chu Xinghe took a deep breath and walked through the automatically parting crowd toward Dugu Yan.
Dozens of eyes were focused on the two of them, and the air in the training ground seemed to freeze.
Dugu Yan stood quietly in place, her surface calm as still water, but the slightly reddened tips of her ears betrayed the turmoil in her heart.
Her emerald eyes were fixed on the approaching boy, her fingers unconsciously tightening around the hem of her clothes.
When he was three steps away from her, Chu Xinghe stopped. He found his hands trembling slightly. This girl, who was willing to go through fire and water for him, deserved the most solemn confession in the world.
"Dugu Yan." He knelt on one knee, and the flame in his hand suddenly burst into flames, transforming into a bouquet of burning roses. "Will you be my girlfriend?"
The training ground erupted in chaos.
Some people excitedly stomped their feet and shouted "Say yes!", some covered their mouths in disbelief, and some girls were so moved that their eyes reddened.
Yu Tianheng stood at the edge of the crowd, his fists clenching unconsciously, an unprecedented sense of loss sweeping over him.
He understood that Yanzi would never belong to him again.
Dugu Yan gazed at the dancing flame rose before her, then looked into the boy's star-like eyes. Time stretched out infinitely in that moment, and even the sound of breathing could be clearly heard.
Suddenly, to everyone's astonishment, Dugu Yan made an unexpected move.
She took a step forward, cupped Chu Xinghe's cheeks with her slender hands, and leaned down to kiss his lips.
This fleeting, light kiss was enough to ignite the entire room.
When Dugu Yan stepped back, her fair cheeks were flushed with a blush like the sunset.
"Idiot," she murmured softly, her warm breath brushing against Chu Xinghe's ear, "I really like your confession."
Chu Xinghe was struck dumb, and the Flame Rose in his hand fell to the ground, turning into countless sparks that dissipated in the wind.
The next second, he suddenly stood up and tightly embraced the girl's slender body.
Deafening cheers pierced the sky, and thunderous applause echoed across the training ground.
In this boiling ocean, the two embraced seemed to be isolated from the world, only able to hear each other's heartbeats.
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Chapter 73 The League of the Disillusioned
Outside the bustling crowd, in a corner unnoticed by anyone, Yu Tianheng slumped against the wall.
Only the ever-silent blue-haired girl noticed his battered figure.
Ye Lingling moved gracefully, and the nine-hearted begonia quietly bloomed in her palm.
The gentle healing light poured down like moonlight, softly enveloping Yu Tianheng's wounds.
"Don't move." Her voice was like newly melted snow, clear and gentle. "Your injuries are serious and you need treatment immediately."
Yu Tianheng forced a bitter smile: "Why bother? Who cares about a loser like me now?"
Ye Lingling didn't reply, but instead concentrated the healing light even more intensely. Her lowered eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her face, and she was so focused that it seemed as if this was the only thing in the world worth her complete attention.
Yu Tianheng stared blankly at the person in front of him.
For the first time, he discovered that this girl, who always stood quietly at the edge of the crowd, possessed a more captivating charm than Dugu Yan.
Ye Lingling's light blue hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her eyes were like a clear spring, and even the soul power flowing through her fingertips carried a reassuring rhythm.
It turns out that all these years, he had been chasing after the dazzling Dugu Yan, but had neglected the bright moon beside him.
Nine-Heart Begonia and Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, healing and powerful attack, isn't this a match made in heaven?
"Ye Lingling..." he blurted out, but fell silent when he met her clear gaze. The pure concern in the girl's eyes made him feel ashamed of his own utilitarian thoughts for the first time.
A brief silence fell between the two under the healing light.
Yu Tianheng gazed at Ye Lingling's focused profile and suddenly asked softly, "Why are you always like this, silently healing everyone without ever asking for anything in return?"
Ye Lingling's fingers paused slightly, but she quickly continued to urge her soul power: "The destiny of the Nine Heart Begonia is to heal wounds, and this is my duty."
Yu Tianheng took a deep breath, and the pain in his wound seemed to lessen a bit.
"Lingling, thank you." Yu Tianheng's voice was much gentler than usual, with a touch of sincerity. "The experiences I've had during this time have taught me a lot and made me see many beautiful things that I had previously overlooked."
A blush crept onto Ye Lingling's ears, but the healing light in her hands remained steady: "I'm just following the academy's rules to provide treatment for injured students; it's simply my duty."
"No, you've done much more than that." Yu Tianheng suddenly raised his hand and gently grasped her wrist, his movements as careful as if he were touching fragile glass. "What I want to say is, are you willing to give me a chance to become your lover? I want to spend the rest of my life getting to know you and cherishing you."
Ye Lingling froze, and even the light of her healing seemed to momentarily malfunction, clearly not expecting Yu Tianheng to suddenly confess his feelings to her.
She opened her clear eyes wide and looked at Yu Tianheng in disbelief: "Are you delirious because your injuries are too severe?"
She subconsciously reached out to touch Yu Tianheng's forehead, but he grabbed her hand halfway there.
"I am very clear-headed, clear-headed more than ever." Yu Tianheng gave a bitter smile. "Perhaps I woke up too late, which is why I missed so many opportunities to get to know you."
Chu Xinghe strode over, and Ye Lingling immediately broke free from Yu Tianheng's hand, a hint of panic flashing across her face.
"Lingling's healing skills are indeed superb." Chu Xinghe naturally put his arm around Ye Lingling's shoulder, and looked at Yu Tianheng warily. "Brother Yu, you've recovered well. It seems we'll be able to spar again soon."
Yu Tianheng forced a polite smile: "I'm always ready."
Just then, Chu Xinghe suddenly did something that shocked everyone. He gently cupped Ye Lingling's face and placed a tender kiss on her smooth forehead.
"Oh, right, I also want to announce something." He looked around, his voice carrying clearly throughout the training ground, "From today onwards, Ye Lingling is also my girlfriend."
The entire training ground fell into dead silence. Everyone's expression froze on their faces, and even their breathing could be heard clearly.
Dugu Yan showed no displeasure whatsoever. Instead, she stepped forward with a smile and affectionately took Ye Lingling's other arm: "We've already discussed it. Someone as gentle and considerate as Lingling should naturally stay by our side."
Yu Tianheng shuddered, his gaze urgently turning to Ye Lingling, trying to find a trace of coercion on her face.
However, Ye Lingling simply lowered her head slightly, a faint blush rising on her fair cheeks. Her tacit agreement was more convincing than any words.
"What? Brother Yu seems to have something to say?" Chu Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, his tone carrying an undisguised sharpness.
Yu Tianheng's knuckles clenched until they turned white, then he slowly released them. He took a deep breath, his voice hoarse: "This is... your private matter."
Every word he uttered seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "I...bless you."
Ye Lingling finally raised her eyes, her clear eyes filled with complex emotions, but in the end she just pursed her lips slightly.
"Very good." Chu Xinghe's lips curled into a victorious smile. His left hand naturally encircled Dugu Yan's slender waist, while his right hand intertwined with Ye Lingling's fingers. "Today is a day worth celebrating."
The sight of the three of them walking away together caused a stir on the training field.
Yu Tianheng stood there, as if all his strength had been drained, with only his clenched fists revealing the surging resentment in his heart.
He felt even more pain in his chest than when he was injured.
First it was Dugu Yan, now it's Ye Lingling, why is it always Chu Xinghe?
Why do I always seem to be losing?
"It seems we are both in the same boat."
A hoarse voice sounded from behind. Yu Tianheng turned around and saw Yun Wuyai standing behind him, his usually dashing face now shrouded in gloom.
Yun Wuyai shook the wine flask in his hand; the amber liquid shimmered in the setting sun.
The two sat silently on the stone steps at the edge of the training field.
Yun Wuyai uncorked the bottle, and a strong aroma of wine immediately filled the air.
Yu Tianheng took the wine flask, tilted his head back, and drank it down, the scalding liquid burning into his heart as it traveled down his throat.
"You tell me..." Yu Tianheng stared at the winding wine stains on the wine bag, "What exactly are we?"
Yun Wuyai stared at the setting sun in the distance: "A defeated dog? A stray dog?"
He suddenly chuckled softly, "Or perhaps... we just haven't met our true star yet."
Yu Tianheng paused, then twirled the wine pouch in his palm: "A toast to those laughable losers."
"A toast to the dawn yet to come." Yun Wuyai's wine pouch gently bumped against his, producing a dull thud.
As dusk deepened, the shadows of the two disheartened individuals stretched long.
The wine, mixed with unspoken bitterness, was swallowed down. At least for tonight, the intoxication could temporarily numb the restless resentment and melancholy.
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Chapter 74 Seeing Xue Qinghe, an Unexpected Gain of Ning Rongrong
Tian Dou City, Crown Prince's Residence.
Morning light streamed through the carved window lattices, casting dappled shadows on the cloud-patterned floor tiles in the hall.
Xue Qinghe, dressed in a moon-white robe, sat opposite Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Incense smoke curled from the burner, and the finest snow bud tea unfurled in the glazed cups. Amidst the fragrant aroma, the two chatted freely, their conversation revolving around imperial politics and sect affairs.
On a brocade couch beside the hall, Ning Rongrong idly swung her legs. Between the girl's slender fingers, a pigeon-blood gemstone refracted brilliantly in the sunlight. Sometimes she would turn the gemstone up to the light, sometimes she would pout her cherry lips, her bright eyes filled with impatience.
"Father," she said in a clear, melodious voice, tinged with a hint of coquettishness, "all this political stuff is driving me crazy. When are we going back to the sect?"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head and chuckled. Just as he was about to reply, a servant bowed and entered, whispering in Xue Qinghe's ear: "Your Highness, the Zhilin Education Commissioner, along with Chu Xinghe from the Tiandou Royal Academy, requests an audience."
Xue Qinghe paused slightly in his cup, a hint of interest appearing on his gentle, jade-like face: "Oh? The Education Commissioner of Zhilin has come in person."
He set down his teacup and flicked his wide sleeves, saying, "Please come quickly."
Before long, Zhilin Education Committee led a boy into the hall.
The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, and his tall and slender figure was accentuated by his black outfit. His face was like jade, and his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes revealed a composure beyond his years. He walked with a calm and unhurried gait, exuding an air of elegance.
What's most striking are his jet-black eyes, so deep they seem to see right through people's hearts.
Ning Rongrong, who had been feeling listless, suddenly felt a sparkle in her eyes. She unconsciously sat up straight, her bright eyes following the boy's figure without blinking.
"This old minister greets Your Highness the Crown Prince and the Ning Clan Head."
Zhi Lin bowed respectfully, then stepped aside to introduce, "This is Chu Xinghe, the most outstanding student in our academy in recent years."
Chu Xinghe stepped forward, his posture respectful yet dignified: "Junior Chu Xinghe greets Your Highness the Crown Prince and Sect Master Ning."
His lowered eyelashes concealed the deep thoughts in his eyes. The gentle and refined prince before him was actually Qian Renxue, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, in disguise.
As a time traveler, he naturally knew this earth-shattering secret.
Xue Qinghe looked at the young man before him with a warm gaze, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "No need for formalities. I have long heard that the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy has produced a young prodigy, and seeing him today, I can see that his reputation is well-deserved."
Ning Fengzhi gently stroked his teacup and said with great interest, "To be personally recommended by the Zhilin Education Committee, young friend Chu must be extraordinary."
Chu Xinghe smiled slightly, not proud of the two people's praise, but humbly said: "Your Highness and Sect Leader Ning are too kind. Xinghe is just lucky to have some talent and still needs to work hard."
Ning Rongrong rested her chin on her hand, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
This suddenly appearing young man seemed more special than any of the scions of noble families she had ever met.
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, and she suddenly jumped off her seat, rushing to Chu Xinghe in a few steps.
She tilted her little head back, her big, dark eyes full of curiosity: "Hey, how old are you? What's your soul power level now?"
"Rongrong!" Ning Fengzhi called out softly, his tone tinged with helplessness, but his face was adorned with a doting smile.
Chu Xinghe looked down at the little girl who had suddenly come close to him.
Her face was as delicate as a porcelain doll, and her big eyes blinked. Although she had a bit of the arrogance of a young lady, she was surprisingly not annoying.
"Eleven years old, level thirty-three," he replied briefly.
"What?!" Ning Rongrong's eyes widened suddenly, and her little mouth involuntarily pouted. "Hmph, he's only a little bit taller than me!"
Although she said that, her bright, sparkling eyes betrayed her true thoughts.
As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, this was the first time she had encountered a Soul Master of the same age with a higher Soul Power than her.
She couldn't help but move closer to Chu Xinghe, as if she wanted to get a good look at him.
"An eleven-year-old Soul Master?" Ning Fengzhi's teacup trembled slightly, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.
He put down his teacup and looked at the boy in front of him again, his gaze now filled with scrutiny.
Xue Qinghe's gentle and refined face also showed surprise, and he asked with great interest, "Such talent is indeed rare. May I ask what Chu's martial soul is?"
"Your Highness," Chu Xinghe said calmly, his voice clear, "my martial soul is the Tyrannosaurus Beast, a mutated martial soul with dragon blood."
"A dragon-type martial soul?" Ning Fengzhi raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Zhilin. "No wonder Education Commissioner Zhilin values it so much. I wonder how it compares to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex?"
Zhi Lin stroked his beard and smiled, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes: "To my shame, Yu Tianheng of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan just had a sparring match with Xinghe yesterday."
Upon hearing this, the hall fell silent. Even Ning Rongrong pricked up her ears to listen carefully. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School were both among the top three sects, so it was inevitable that they would secretly compete with each other.
"Oh?" Xue Qinghe asked at the opportune moment, her eyes sparkling with curiosity, "What was the result?"
Zhi Lin said, slowly and deliberately, "Yu Tianheng, with thirty-three soul power."
He paused deliberately before continuing, "He was completely suppressed by Xinghe, who was of the same level, and finally collapsed with serious injuries. Xinghe, on the other hand, had no injuries, only a little dust on the hem of his clothes."
"What?!" Ning Rongrong exclaimed in surprise, tilting her head up in disbelief and asking, "You really defeated the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus in a battle against someone of the same level? That's the number one beast spirit in the world!"
Chu Xinghe smiled calmly: "Just lucky."
Ning Fengzhi's eyes showed even more admiration, and he gently patted his daughter's shoulder: "Rongrong, don't be rude."
When Ning Fengzhi looked at Chu Xinghe, his tone softened considerably: "Young friend Chu, you have achieved so much at such a young age; your future is limitless. Would you be willing to take some time to visit my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"
Before Chu Xinghe could answer, Ning Rongrong blurted out, "I've decided! I want to go to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy next year too!"
She turned to look at Chu Xinghe, her eyes sparkling with excitement: "I want to be your classmate!"
Chu Xinghe appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil.
According to the original plan, Ning Rongrong should have secretly run away to Shrek Academy because she couldn't stand the constraints of the sect's rules, but now she has changed her mind because of my appearance.
Tang San, it seems your Shrek Seven Devils are going to lose one of their strongest support players.
Xue Qinghe smiled and looked at everyone, her gaze lingering on Chu Xinghe for a while longer.
He clapped gently and said mildly, "Excellent! It's wonderful that the Heavenly Dou Empire has produced such a genius. Chu Xinghe, are you willing to serve the Empire?"
Chu Xinghe bowed respectfully: "It is my honor to serve the Empire."
Ning Fengzhi nodded in satisfaction, his gaze towards Chu Xinghe now resembling that of someone looking at a future powerhouse.
Ning Rongrong excitedly muttered to herself about enrolling next year, occasionally glancing at Chu Xinghe with anticipation in her eyes.
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Chapter 75: A Viscount's title and the fief of Nottingham.
Xue Qinghe gently put down his teacup and tapped his slender fingers three times on the table, immediately silencing the hall.
"Chu Xinghe," the Crown Prince's voice was gentle yet authoritative, "with your talent, you are destined for greatness. Today, on behalf of my father, I bestow upon you the title of Viscount. Do you accept it?"
"Viscount?" Ning Rongrong exclaimed in surprise, quickly covering her mouth.
Even Ning Fengzhi, who was used to seeing big scenes, couldn't help but widen his eyes, a look of shock appearing on his face.
Zhilin Education Committee was taken aback at first, then showed a relieved smile.
According to the rules of the Heaven Dou Empire, a Soul Master must reach level 40 to be granted the title of Viscount, while Chu Xinghe is only level 33. The Crown Prince is making an exception to promote him in order to attract talent.
Chu Xinghe placed his right hand on his chest, bowed, and said, "Thank you for your grace, Your Highness."
Xue Qinghe nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Not only that, I will also grant you a territory with real power."
These words exploded in the hall like a thunderclap.
A hint of surprise flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes. A territory with real power meant that Chu Xinghe would have true ruling power within the territory, including the power to tax, govern the army, and appoint and dismiss personnel.
Such rewards usually required the emperor's personal approval or approval by a high-level imperial meeting; even the crown prince could not make such a decision on his own.
Ning Fengzhi was secretly surprised: Xue Qinghe actually valued this young man so much?
Zhilin, the Education Commissioner, was so excited that his beard trembled. He understood all too well what this meant; his student was about to become a true elite in the empire.
"Your Highness's kindness is too much for me to bear," Chu Xinghe said, maintaining his bowing posture with a voice that was neither humble nor arrogant.
Xue Qinghe smiled slightly: "I'd like to hear your thoughts. Within the Fasno Province, apart from a few important cities, you can choose any place as your fiefdom."
He had already learned from Zhilin's report that Chu Xinghe was from the province of Fasno.
Xue Qinghe knew that according to the Heaven Dou Empire's requirements for bestowing titles, a Soul Master was eligible to be granted the title of Viscount. Chu Xinghe's soul power had now reached level thirty-three; if he didn't offer something substantial, how could he possibly recruit him?
Ning Rongrong excitedly tugged at Ning Fengzhi's sleeve and whispered, "He'll definitely choose the richest city, right?"
Ning Fengzhi did not answer, but stared at Chu Xinghe thoughtfully.
Chu Xinghe raised his head, his gaze clear and firm: "If Your Highness permits, Xinghe wishes to choose Notting City."
"Notting?" Xue Qinghe was slightly surprised. "That's a small border town."
"That's right." Chu Xinghe said sincerely, "Although Notting City is small, it is my hometown where I was born and raised. There are memories of my growth there, as well as teachers who taught me. If I can give back to my hometown, Xinghe will be eternally grateful."
A look of admiration flashed in Xue Qinghe's eyes: "Good! What a grateful young man! Granted!"
Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly, his evaluation of Chu Xinghe rising even higher. In this world where the strong are respected, to be able to abandon a prosperous land and choose to give back to one's hometown—such a character is truly rare.
Ning Rongrong's eyes sparkled as she looked at Chu Xinghe with admiration: "Not only is he strong, but he's also so loyal and righteous."
She muttered to herself, her cheeks slightly flushed.
Chu Xinghe bowed respectfully to express his gratitude, but in his heart he was secretly thinking: Notting City is where Tang San started out. If that arrogant guy knew that his former classmate had become the lord of his hometown, his face would definitely be quite interesting.
Xue Qinghe stood up and personally helped Chu Xinghe up: "Three days later, I will formally report this matter at the court meeting. At that time, you will be the youngest viscount with real power in the Heaven Dou Empire."
Chu Xinghe thanked him again, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the hall without making a sound.
Ning Fengzhi sipped his tea thoughtfully, while Education Commissioner Zhilin stroked his beard with a look of satisfaction, and Ning Rongrong blinked her starry eyes with admiration.
When his gaze swept over Xue Qinghe, he seemed to catch a subtle, almost imperceptible scheming in the depths of those seemingly gentle eyes.
Chu Xinghe's lips curled up almost imperceptibly. This game of power was developing in an increasingly interesting direction.
...
In front of the Crown Prince's residence, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the bluestone steps.
"Your Highness, we have troubled you for a long time today, so we will take our leave now." Zhilin bowed respectfully, his face beaming with joy.
Chu Xinghe stood beside Zhilin and solemnly cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you for your generous gift, Your Highness. I will do my utmost to live up to your expectations."
Xue Qinghe gently helped the two up: "Commissioner Zhilin, you're too kind. Xinghe, I admire you very much. From now on, just call me Brother Xue in private."
"This…" Chu Xinghe hesitated slightly.
"What? Do you think I'm not worthy to be your older brother?" Xue Qinghe teased.
"I dare not accept such high regard from Brother Xue; it is Xinghe's honor," Chu Xinghe quickly replied.
After watching the two leave, Xue Qinghe remained standing in front of the door.
A personal guard stepped forward and whispered, "Your Highness, it's getting late; it's time for dinner."
"No rush." Xue Qinghe waved his hand. "Go and check Chu Xinghe's information again, especially his relationship with Notting City."
The guard bowed and said, "I will take care of it immediately."
Xue Qinghe turned and walked into the mansion, thinking to himself: This young man is so talented and sensible. If I can recruit him, he will definitely become an important helper for me to take back the Spirit Hall in the future.
...
Meanwhile, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's carriage was traveling smoothly back to the sect.
"I absolutely have to go to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy!" Ning Rongrong leaned against the car window, her face flushed with excitement. "Chu Xinghe was actually able to defeat the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, who was at the same level! That's incredible!"
Ning Fengzhi gently stroked his daughter's hair, his tone soft but probing: "Rongrong, are you really sure? You're not going to Shrek Academy?"
"What's so great about that lousy academy!" Ning Rongrong curled her lips, looking disgusted. "It's not even half as good as the Heaven Dou Royal Academy."
Having changed her mind, Ning Rongrong began to belittle Shrek Academy without any restraint.
Her voice suddenly lowered, tinged with shyness, "And... Chu Xinghe is there..."
Ning Fengzhi did not respond immediately, but instead gazed thoughtfully out the window. The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the clouds a magnificent purplish-red, reflecting in his deep eyes.
"Dad?" Ning Rongrong tilted her head, looking at her father who had suddenly fallen silent, puzzled.
Ning Fengzhi snapped out of his reverie and smiled gently: "Since you've made up your mind, then go ahead. However..."
He paused, then said, "Remember, you are the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
"Okay!" Ning Rongrong happily jumped into her father's arms.
As the carriage rounded a bend, the magnificent buildings of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could be faintly seen in the distance.
Ning Fengzhi gazed at the gradually clearer outline of the sect, his mind filled with countless thoughts. Chu Xinghe's appearance and Xue Qinghe's attitude perhaps foreshadowed some new changes.
As the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he had to make plans early.
...
On the other side, Zhilin and Chuxinghe were strolling along the tree-lined path outside the academy.
"Xinghe, you did a great job today." Zhilin patted his shoulder with satisfaction, his tone full of praise. "However, choosing Notting City as your fiefdom was a bit of a surprise to me."
Chu Xinghe looked up at the lights in the distance, a faint smile appearing on his lips: "The Education Commission, after all, that's where I grew up."
Upon hearing this, Zhilin's eyes showed even greater admiration: "Not arrogant or impatient, grateful and repaying kindness, good! Very good!"
He stroked his beard, his face full of satisfaction.
As night deepened, the lights of Tiandou City lit up one by one, adorning the entire city like a dazzling galaxy.
Under the same starry sky, three different people are troubled by the same young man.
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