Chapter 116: The Heart of the Sea God!
The Heavenly Beacon Palace, East Palace Study.
Xue Qinghe, dressed in a light gold robe, stood by the window, holding a cup of still-warm tea with a few tender green buds floating on the surface.
He didn't drink tea, but listened quietly to the reports from the servants behind him.
"Your Highness, according to the information relayed by our people in Thunder City, Yu Tianxin, the captain of the Thunder Academy team and a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, was defeated in one move during his battle with Ye Xuanming and fell unconscious on the spot."
"Over at Blazing Fire Academy, Huo Wu used her innate ability 'Fusion Ring' to unleash a fireball comparable to a Soul King's full-force attack, but Ye Xuanming blocked it with just the cocoon formed by his martial soul, remaining completely unharmed."
"Feng Xiaotian of Shenfeng Academy, who was proud of his self-created soul skill 'Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes of Gale Wolf', was also defeated by Ye Xuanming with a single shot."
"As for the last one, Tianshui Academy..."
The servant paused, as if organizing his thoughts.
"The captain of the Tianshui team, Shui Bing'er, and the vice-captain, Xue Wu, unleashed their martial soul fusion skill, 'Falling Snow and Ice,' summoning a giant ice phoenix. Ye Xuanming... alone, also unleashed a fusion soul skill, condensing a long spear that completely annihilated the ice phoenix."
With each report from the attendant, Xue Qinghe's breathing became more steady.
He already knew about Ye Xuanming's talent through Ning Fengzhi's connection.
But the more detailed battle reports sent back by his subordinates still gave him a profound sense of awe.
Especially the last sentence, "Alone, he also unleashed a fusion soul skill."
This completely overturned the common sense in the Soul Master world.
After the attendant finished reporting, he bowed and withdrew, quietly closing the study door behind him.
Xue Qinghe slowly turned around, placed the teacup in his hand on the desk, and made a crisp, light sound.
"What a Ye Xuanming."
"He truly is the person I've set my sights on."
This talent, this ability, this mindset.
Either one of them would be enough to drive any force in the world crazy.
He must be mine.
It can only be mine.
Just then, a palace maid's soft voice came from outside the door to report.
"Your Highness, Young Master Ye Xuanming has arrived."
"Let him in."
Xue Qinghe's expression instantly softened, and he reverted to his usual gentle and refined prince persona.
The study door was pushed open, and Ye Xuanming, dressed in simple casual clothes, walked in, led by a palace maid.
He looked around the study; the furnishings were simple yet grand, consistent with the impression that Prince Xue Qinghe always gave people.
"You can go down now."
Xue Qinghe waved to the palace maid.
"Yes, Your Highness."
The palace maid bowed and took her leave, leaving only the two of them in the large study.
"Your visit to the four academies was a resounding success, awe-inspiring to the heavens and earth. Congratulations, Xuanming!"
Xue Qinghe took the initiative to speak, his voice carrying a sincere smile.
"Your Highness is mistaken. I just won a few games by luck."
Ye Xuanming responded modestly.
"If this is also a lie, then all the geniuses in the world would probably be ashamed."
Xue Qinghe poured him a cup of tea and gestured for him to sit down and talk.
"I heard that you were ambushed by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan outside Thunder City."
Xue Qinghe abruptly changed the subject and got straight to the point.
His expression became slightly more serious.
"Five Soul Douluos, one of whom is the second-in-command, Yu Luomian. What a grand gesture."
Ye Xuanming picked up his teacup but didn't say anything.
He knew that Xue Qinghe's summons must be about this important matter.
"Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo made their move and killed four people, while Jade Luomian committed suicide."
Although the person is dead, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan insists that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School attacked and killed their sect elder without cause.
"Father…doesn't want to completely break ties with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the three upper sects, at this time."
This was exactly what Ye Xuanming expected.
Although Emperor Xueye was not foolish, he ultimately lacked some decisiveness.
"However..."
Xue Qinghe looked at Ye Xuanming, his voice carrying a unique meaning.
"You represent, after all, the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, the face of the empire. What they are doing is tantamount to slapping the royal family in the face. Father can tolerate it, but I cannot."
Ye Xuanming looked up and met his gaze.
"Therefore, I propose to my father that a treasure from the national treasury be given to you as a reward for the honor you have brought to the empire this time. It is also a small compensation from me personally to you."
Xue Qinghe's smile became somewhat unfathomable.
"Father has already agreed."
"What is it?"
Ye Xuanming asked, but he already had the answer in his heart.
Xue Qinghe did not answer directly, but instead brought up another matter.
"The story you told me last time was only half told. I'm curious, what was the girl's final fate?"
They've arrived.
Ye Xuanming put down his teacup.
"What Your Highness wants to know is either the ending of the story, or whether what I can give you is worth that treasure?"
Xue Qinghe was taken aback, then burst into laughter.
"You're always so direct."
He suppressed his smile and said seriously:
"That treasure is called the Vast Ocean Universe Cover. It's the one you wanted before."
Vast Ocean Universe Cover!
Heart of the Sea God!
Ye Xuanming smiled slightly, it seemed he could take it away today.
Xue Qinghe smiled and said:
"If you can give me a satisfactory answer, it's yours."
Ye Xuanming did not answer immediately, but instead took out a letter that he had prepared in advance from his bosom.
He gently pushed the envelope in front of Xue Qinghe.
"Everything Your Highness wants to know is inside."
Xue Qinghe looked at the letter and remained silent for a moment.
He reached out, picked up the letter, and unwrapped the sealing wax.
In the study, only the rustling sound of paper being rubbed together remained.
Xue Qinghe read it quickly, but as time went on, his hand holding the letter began to tremble uncontrollably.
The color gradually faded from his usually gentle face, turning it pale.
As he read the last few lines of the letter, a glistening drop of liquid slid down his cheek, landed on the paper, and smeared into a small blot of ink.
Then came the second drop, the third drop...
He suddenly raised his head, and his eyes, which were usually filled with a gentle smile, were now bloodshot.
"Is everything written here... true?"
Qian Renxue's voice was hoarse and dry.
"My mother…she…"
"I...I really am..."
The letter slipped from Qian Renxue's trembling hand and scattered on the ground.
At this moment, the content written above completely shattered the hard shell he had maintained for more than twenty years.
The contents of this letter could not possibly be known to anyone outside of herself and the most core members of the Spirit Hall.
But Ye Xuanming wrote all of this down on paper.
It was as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.
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