Ah, this...
Jing Ling and the others were at a loss for words.
A face full of shame.
...
By now, it was late at night, yet the lights within the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace were still bright.
Qian Renxue was reviewing the letters and memorials sent from various parts of the Tiandou Empire.
"Your Majesty, the list of participants from Blue Tyrant Academy for the Soul Master tournament has also come out,"
it was at this moment that Snakelance Douluo entered, holding a letter.
Blue Tyrant Academy?
Qian Renxue was briefly lost in thought, then information about Blue Tyrant Academy surfaced in her mind.
She remembered that, because of Qin Xiao, she had ordered someone to pay special attention to this academy.
"Elder, just tell me directly who is participating,"
"Alright."
Snakelance Douluo complied, opening the letter.
But when he saw the names on the letter, his expression suddenly changed, thinking he had read it wrong.
After repeatedly confirming, he was sure, he hadn't read it wrong—recorded on the letter was indeed that person's name...
Seeing that Snakelance Douluo did not speak for a long time, Qian Renxue frowned slightly.
She suddenly looked up and saw a strange expression on Snakelance Douluo's face.
"Elder, what has happened? Just speak freely,"
"Young Master, then I'll read it..." Snakelance Douluo read the content of the letter, "The team from Blue Tyrant Academy is called the Shrek squad, and the participants include Zhu Zhuqing..."
At the sound of that, Qian Renxue put down the memorial in her hand, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes, "Zhu Zhuqing? The empress of the Xingluo Empire? No wonder the Elder is so surprised, for such a figure to actually participate in the Soul Master tournament, indeed surprising..."
After speaking, she waved her hand, "Elder, please continue."
"Ning Rongrong..."
"Ning Fengzhi's daughter is also in this team..." Qian Renxue was again taken aback.
But this was not incomprehensible, since Ning Fengzhi regarded Ning Rongrong as his successor; it was normal for her to gain experience through the Soul Master tournament.
"Meng Yiran..."
"Heard she is the only descendant of the World-covering Dragons and Snakes couple..."
"Dugu Yan..."
"Du Gu Bo's granddaughter has joined them too? I thought that Du Gu Bo had taken his granddaughter somewhere for training."
It had to be said, every one of these people had a complex background.
However, hearing the next names on the list, Jing Ling, Jiang Zhu, Kizaru, Ah Yin, Qian Renxue calmed down quite a bit.
Finally, some normal people.
Suddenly, Snakelance Douluo hesitated a bit, "Young Master, the last person, you also know..."
"Oh? Who is it?"
"Qin Xiao!"
"Who?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's expression changed and she asked for confirmation again.
Snakelance Douluo said with a wry smile: "Young Master, you heard right, the last member of the Shrek squad is indeed Qin Xiao."
After a moment of silence, Qian Renxue was somewhat speechless, "What is this guy joining in the fun for..."
Snakelance Douluo couldn't help but complain, "Yeah, with Qin Xiao's strength, who could be his match? It's like a grown-up entering a children's play fight, a completely crushing situation."
"I even feel that there's no need for the competition, just have Martial Soul Hall give Qin Xiao the award directly."
He could already imagine the surprised faces of everyone when they saw Qin Xiao enter the stage...
How could others play then?
After a moment of silence, Qian Renxue's expression returned to normal, and she said indifferently: "Though it is outrageous for Qin Xiao to take part in the Soul Master tournament, it is not unexpected upon considering his age—Qin Xiao is just twenty years old, which is completely reasonable."
"Ah, who wouldn't agree?"
Snakelance Douluo sighed.
When someone is powerful and shameless, he believed them to be invincible.
Qian Renxue gently waved her hand and sat down again to peruse the memorials, saying lightly: "Forget it, as for this matter, Elder, don't think too much about it, just let it be as long as it fits the rules."
"Understood."
Snakelance Douluo nodded, then he seemed to remember something and said with a deep voice: "It's a pity about our Martial Soul Hall's Golden Generation. They were the strongest in history and were supposed to shine in this Soul Master tournament..."
"It's unfortunate to be born at the wrong time... all their brilliance will be overshadowed by Qin Xiao."
The Golden Generation, hmm? Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's eyes flickered and she sighed inwardly.
Undoubtedly, this was the sorrow of the Golden Generation.
...
Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and moon pass like a shuttle.
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
This day was also the official start of the Continental Soul Master Competition.
Qin Xiao, Zhu Zhuqing, Meng Yiran, and all the other team members preparing to compete were ready to burst forth.
It's worth mentioning that, at Qin Xiao's suggestion, the Shrek squad's uniform had been specially modified.
Gone was the green that reminded one of grasslands at first glance, replaced by a noble and mysterious purple.
It made each member look exceptionally heroic and extraordinary.
"Your Highness, before we set off, shall I go over the rules with everyone?"
Flanders asked.
But Qin Xiao slightly shook his head, "I don't think that's necessary. What we need to do is win each battle. That's it."
"Fight to the end, and the championship will be ours."
Ah... Hearing this, Flanders first froze, then nodded in firm agreement.
Indeed.
Qin Xiao made a lot of sense.
In the face of absolute power, any rule is just a passing cloud.
Zhao Wuji, upon hearing this, grinned, his admiration clear. "Not bad, Your Highness. That's exactly the kind of attitude I like."
Moreover, with Qin Xiao here, who else could snatch the championship away?
"Alright then, let's head to the soul fighting arena prepared by the Empire now. By now, quite a few people should have already arrived."
After saying this, Flanders took the lead.
...
Half an hour later.
The group reached their destination, the Great Soul Fighting Arena of Heaven Dou.
You see, for this grand event, the Tiandou Empire had already improved this place a long time ago.
However,
Before the group could enter, an old man approached them.
Qin Xiao recognized the elder and smiled, "President Meng, in such a hurry, what's the matter?"
In fact, he also noticed that Dream Divine Machine had come specifically for him.
Meanwhile, looking around discreetly, Dream Divine Machine moved closer to Qin Xiao and whispered, "Your Highness, His Majesty requests your presence."
Qin Xiao frowned, "At this time?"
Dream Divine Machine answered without hesitation, "Yes."
What does Qian Renxue want to do? All secretive... Qin Xiao muttered to himself but agreed, "Well then, I'll go."
With that, he informed everyone, "Er Long, Dean Flanders, Old Zhao, I have some matters to attend to. If I cannot return in time, Zhu Qing, lead the team onto the stage."
Everyone nodded in unison.
Afterward, Qin Xiao parted ways with the group.
Following Dream Divine Machine's lead, Qin Xiao arrived inside the grand soul fighting arena.
It must be said, it was huge.
Comparable to those football stadiums of his past life that could hold a hundred thousand spectators.
And it was even more luxurious, decorated with a silver theme throughout. Even though it was morning, specialized magic illuminators hung all around, giving off a sense of not just opulence, but grandeur and majesty too.
"Your Highness, this way please..."
Dream Divine Machine gestured invitingly.
Qin Xiao followed, and soon, the two found themselves in the VIP area.
A perplexed look appeared on his face, "What exactly is Qian Renxue up to?"
At this moment, several people in the front row of the VIP area had already stood up and turned their gaze toward them.
In the center was Qian Renxue, dressed in a gold and crimson robe, her head crowned with a luminous golden diadem. Different from before, her aura was now more composed, exuding an imperial majesty.
To the left of Qian Renxue stood an old man with snow-white hair.
Covered in a bright red robe, his head adorned with a pentagonal platinum crown, his thin and tall frame stood rigid like a javelin, and from his slightly closed eyes shone a sharpness that revealed his exceptionality.
Qin Xiao shifted in thought; this must be the Platinum Bishop Salas?
As for the person to the right of Qian Renxue, he was smiling at Qin Xiao.
Without a doubt, within the Tiandou Empire, the only one who could sit beside the emperor and be an old acquaintance of Qin Xiao was the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi.