Chapter 37: Qian Renxue's Brainwashing Plan

The mother and son returned to Gu Lei Royal City.

Just as Lan Xue had expected, upon learning of the two's achievements on this trip, Nan Tianchen immediately went crazy.

"Huang'er, my good Huang'er, why are you running? Let Father hug and kiss you." Inside the Imperial Study, Nan Tianchen tried hard to chase after his son. "Father is happy to have such an outstanding son as you. You never run when your mother hugs and kisses you. I am your father; you cannot be so biased."

"No, I have already grown up. I don't want you to hug me, and definitely not kiss me. Second Soul Skill, Eight Gates Golden Lock." While Nan Feihuang activated an Eight Gates Golden Lock to reduce Nan Tianchen's speed, he moved his short legs and scurried all over the room.

In fact, as a dignified high-level Spirit Saint, even if his speed was reduced, Nan Tianchen certainly would not be unable to catch Nan Feihuang, a mere Great Soul Master.

He was simply playing with his son.

He was usually busy with government affairs and rarely had the opportunity to romp and play with his son like this to strengthen their bond, so he naturally would not spoil the fun by using his Spirit Saint-level strength to bully the young.

Watching these two lively treasures, one big and one small, Lan Xue smiled helplessly. However, this was also everything she worked hard to cultivate and protect; they were the two most important people in the life of her, who had no father or mother.

"Huang'er, Mother will surely risk everything to protect you as you walk to the peak of this world," Lan Xue murmured.

A few more months passed, and during this time, Dian Wei, Lv Lingqi, and Xun Yu also successively broke through to level twenty and hunted their second Spirit Ring.

Dian Wei's second soul skill was Spinning Dragon, a two-stage attack. The twin halberds rotated, whipping up a powerful tornado that swept in all directions—a group attack. This was the first stage. When the Spinning Dragon was about to end, the tornado would transform into a wind dragon to slice at one opponent, carrying out the second stage of single-target attack; it was also a very good soul skill.

Lan Xue judged that his martial soul, even if it was not a god-level martial soul, was of the most top-tier kind, still above the Clear Sky Hammer, the Seven Kill Sword, and her own Mysterious Ice Halberd.

Lv Lingqi's second soul skill was Ice Pillar Stab. Her Feilian Halberd was inherently a multi-attribute martial soul, which included ice. This move was an instant-cast group attack, possessing both the speed of wind and the sharpness of ice. She would insert one blade of the ice-attribute Feilian Halberd into the ground, causing several ice pillars to emerge from the ground to assault the opponent.

Xun Yu was simple; he still summoned soldiers, but the Military Talisman now had one more type, the Archer Soldier, which could carry out long-range attacks.

Nan Feihuang was still corresponding with Xue Qinghe. After his eighth birthday, he informed her that he had broken through to level twenty and obtained a thousand-year second ring.

There was no help for it; this could not be hidden. After all, the Fangtian Halberd was his first martial soul and had to be used.

Once used, whether it was his level or his soul ring, it would inevitably be exposed to everyone's view.

Rather than hiding it, it was better to expose it proactively, so as to reflect the "trust" this "fanboy" had in her!

Breaking through to level twenty at eight years old, while also very terrifying, was still within an acceptable range for Xue Qinghe.

Inside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, after reading Nan Feihuang's letter, Xue Qinghe sighed, "Feihuang is even more outstanding than I imagined. To be able to break through to level twenty at eight years old—although he still cannot compare to me, at this speed, he will inevitably be able to advance to Soul Elder before twelve. This is already more than a notch above the Golden Generation in that woman's hands. And a thousand-year second ring? Could it be a matter of constitution? I noticed it when we met last time; his physique is unexpectedly strong."

Two dark figures suddenly appeared behind Xue Qinghe. They were about the same height, but one was fat and one was thin. The thinner one spoke, "Perhaps that youth possesses a very special constitution. There are always some geniuses in this world whose physical growth differs from ordinary people."

"When the Gu Lei Royal Family first spread word that his innate soul power was level eight, I am now very certain they deliberately concealed it. With such cultivation speed, it is undoubtedly innate full soul power. However, he seems too simple; he actually told you, Young Master, such intelligence without reservation, even stating the effect of his second soul skill." The other fat person complained.

As a Spirit Master, keeping one's own intelligence was a required course; there was no one like this Nan Feihuang who told Xue Qinghe everything.

Xue Qinghe smiled slightly. She had also guessed that Nan Feihuang should have innate full soul power, and he was smart enough not to waste time doing other things, constantly cultivating his soul power, which was the only way he could have progressed so quickly.

"Hehe, although Feihuang is very smart and precocious, he is only eight years old after all; it is impossible for him to be thorough in everything. From our last interaction, I felt it—he is just like Xue Ke, a fanboy of mine. As long as I let him come to my side, I have full confidence that I can completely turn him into my die-hard fan and have him contribute his faith to me."

As a member of the Angel Clan, Xue Qinghe was somewhat confident in her brainwashing ability; just look at Xue Ke now.

Xue Qinghe was confident that if she restored her original identity now and asked Xue Ke if she was willing to go with her, Xue Ke would nine times out of ten abandon the father-emperor with whom she had an average relationship, abandon that Princess status, and follow her to the ends of the earth.

She was now treating Xue Ke even better than before; another reason for this was the hope that through her, she could further grasp Nan Feihuang, a genius worth winning over both for himself and for the forces behind him.

"That woman is always showing off how outstanding the Golden Generation under her is. Hu Liena and the like, in my eyes, are nothing more than mediocre. And it is not just me; even a fanboy who worships me could easily surpass her," Xue Qinghe laughed. "She Shu, I will write a letter; you arrange for someone to send it to Gu Lei Kingdom as soon as possible. Since Feihuang has already broken through to Great Soul Master, I want to invite him to my Heaven Dou Royal Academy as an exchange student for three years in advance."

She hoped to get Nan Feihuang under her control as soon as possible; the younger he was, the better the time for brainwashing.

Otherwise, once he grew up and his temperament was fully mature, it would not be easy to handle.

"Yes!"

The man addressed by Xue Qinghe as She Shu immediately went down to make arrangements. He was actually one of the two Title Douluo sent by Qian Daoliu to protect Qian Renxue, the level ninety-two Snake Spear Douluo, She Long.

And the other fat man was the level ninety-two Citun Douluo, Ci Xue.

These two were the seventh and eighth Elders of the Spirit Hall. Their strength, perhaps, could only be ranked at the bottom among the many Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall, and even their soul ring configuration was not the standard optimal configuration of two yellow, two purple, and five black; the fifth ring for both of these men was purple.

However, these two also had their own specialties. Snake Spear Douluo's martial soul avatar beast spirit transformation ability could be called unique, and Citun Douluo was a Poison Spirit Master just like Dugu Bo. The chronic poison that Xue Qinghe later administered to the Great Emperor Xue Ye was partly his handiwork.

Snake Spear Douluo mobilized the intelligence personnel of the Spirit Hall, having them disguise themselves as ordinary messengers to deliver Xue Qinghe's letter to Nan Feihuang's hands at the fastest speed.

(End of this chapter)