Chapter 161: The Meaning Behind Dugu Bo's Submission
"That woman!!!"
An enraged Qian Renxue suddenly raised her hand.
Soul Power gathered in her palm without being released, golden light bursting forth.
The next second, the stone table beside her exploded with a loud bang.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
Fragments of stone scattered across the ground, dust billowing into the air.
Only this could vent even a fraction of the anger in her heart.
"Utterly shameless and depraved."
Her voice was as cold as millennia-old ice.
Each word was almost squeezed out through clenched teeth.
The hand gripping the letter turned pale at the knuckles, her chest rising and falling violently.
After a while,
She took a deep breath to steady herself and slowly loosened her fingers.
The letter was burned to ashes by the Angel flames in her hand.
She turned around and faced the map of the Heaven Dou Empire hanging on the inner wall of the secret chamber.
Her gaze swept past plains, rivers, and cities, finally landing in the direction of the imperial palace.
The fury in her golden eyes had already faded.
What replaced it was bone-chilling coldness.
"When I take control of the Heaven Dou Empire and inherit Spirit Hall, I will personally tear off that hypocritical mask of yours."
"I'll let the entire continent see what kind of person the so-called lofty Pope really is."
She withdrew her gaze.
Qian Renxue narrowed her golden eyes slightly, staring at the open light screen before her.
Messages in the chat group kept scrolling upward, her attention pausing again and again on several key phrases.
Her fingertip lightly tapped the edge of the screen as she calculated silently.
"This Ah Qing... Soul Ancestor cultivation."
That was all the information she currently had.
"And Zhu Zhuqing... this name needs to be investigated."
As she scrolled, she suddenly saw the part where Ning Rongrong mentioned "increasing the soul ring absorption limit."
Qian Renxue frowned, disbelief written all over her face.
Can the soul ring absorption limit be casually increased?
If something like this were real, then what had Spirit Hall been doing all these years?
Her grandfather Qian Daoliu stood at the very peak of the continent, yet he had never heard of such a heaven-defying method.
But the tone of Lin Qingmo and the others didn't sound like they were joking.
…
At Heaven Dou Royal Academy, the sunlight was just right, warmly illuminating the training grounds.
Yu Tianheng stood by the shade of a tree, holding a bouquet of roses, sincerity written all over his face.
He looked at the girl in green before him, took a deep breath, and was about to begin today's confession.
The failure of his last confession had not discouraged him.
"Yanzi, I…"
"Stop."
Dugu Yan raised her hand to block his face, not even sparing him a glance as she walked past him.
"!!!"
Yu Tianheng froze in place, awkwardly holding the roses.
"Yanzi, just hear me out."
"Not interested!"
Dugu Yan didn't look back, her steps quickening.
Yu Tianheng tried to chase after her, but she had already turned into a small grove nearby.
She found a shaded spot under a tree and leaned against it, finally letting out a breath of relief.
Opening the chat group screen, messages were still flooding in.
At a glance, she spotted the ID "Dad Douluo," her eyes lighting up for a moment before hesitation surfaced.
That day, what exactly did Ah Qing mean when he mentioned her in the group?
Biting her lip, she stared at that ID for a long time, her finger swiping back and forth across the screen, unsure how to start.
If she asked directly, would it be too abrupt?
If she didn't ask, her heart itched like a cat scratching at it.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally gritted her teeth and typed a line in the group:
[Yanzi]: @Dad Douluo, um… about what you said earlier regarding Dugu Yan…
After sending it, her heart pounded like a drum, her mind filled with unease.
What exactly would Ah Qing say?
The group went silent for two seconds.
Then Lin Qingmo replied:
[Dad Douluo]: Oh, you want to understand the real Dugu Yan of this world?
[Dad Douluo]: Yanzi, I know you're a fan of Dugu Yan, but unfortunately, I'm not at Heaven Dou Royal Academy right now, and I haven't met her yet.
Dugu Yan stared at those words, unable to find the words to describe what she felt.
What did he mean by "the real Dugu Yan of this world"?
It sounded as if she wasn't herself.
But she quickly realized that Lin Qingmo was speaking to "Yanzi," not to her.
[Dad Douluo]: However, her grandfather Dugu Bo is now under my master. If there's a chance, I can meet her and take some photos for you.
"???"
Dugu Yan froze.
Her eyes widened, her small mouth slightly open as the color drained from her face.
The light screen in her hand nearly slipped, wobbling before she grabbed it tightly.
What did he mean by her grandfather being under someone else's command? Under whose command?
Her grandfather was Poison Douluo Dugu Bo!
A Titled Douluo!
A figure who could walk sideways across the entire Heaven Dou Empire, someone even the royal families of the two great empires treated with the utmost respect!
"How could Grandpa possibly become someone else's subordinate?"
Dugu Yan snapped back to her senses, shaking her head vigorously to throw away those chaotic thoughts.
This was impossible. Absolutely impossible.
Couldn't she possibly not know her grandfather's temper?
He was as stubborn as a mule; once he decided on something, nine oxen couldn't pull him back.
Back then, when Spirit Hall invited him, the conditions offered were extremely generous, yet he rejected them without hesitation.
A person like that becoming someone else's subordinate?
Who would believe it!
But then she thought again, what reason would Ah Qing have to lie to her?
And he said, "under my master," which implied that Dugu Bo was under Ah Qing's master.
"So his master is also a Titled Douluo?"
Dugu Yan bit her lip, tapping her fingers on the screen repeatedly before finally sending another message:
[Yanzi]: Poi… Poison Douluo becoming someone else's subordinate? Isn't he really strong?
The group fell silent again for a few seconds.
Dugu Yan stared at the screen, her heart in her throat.
…
The scene shifts to Qian Renxue, who had just been about to close the chat group when a new message appeared.
Her finger paused as her gaze landed on that line.
"Poison Douluo becoming someone else's subordinate?"
That man who didn't even show regard for Spirit Hall.
She was also waiting for this answer.
To be honest, she didn't believe it either.
But what if it were true?
If Dugu Bo had really submitted to someone, then what kind of background did that person have? What force stood behind him? What were their intentions? Did they pose a threat to Spirit Hall?
These questions, as the Young Lady of Spirit Hall, she needed to consider.
Qian Renxue leaned back in her chair, her fingers unconsciously tapping the armrest.
She suddenly recalled the anxious expression on Prince Xuexing's face not long ago.
The man seemed to have close ties with Dugu Bo.
Combined with what Lin Qingmo had said…
These fragments swirled in her mind, gradually forming a vague outline, turning the impossible into something possible.
Behind Lin Qingmo, there might already be two Titled Douluo supporting him.
Qian Renxue straightened her posture, a trace of solemnity flashing through her golden eyes.
This matter was not that simple.
She needed to find an opportunity to meet this "Ah Qing" in person.
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