Chapter 245: This Old Fogey Emperor Xue Ye Doesn’t Know What’s Good for Him

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Chapter 245: Chapter 245: This Old Fogey Emperor Xue Ye Doesn’t Know What’s Good for Him"Brother Xue, I won the match. Why don’t you look very happy?" Shen An said teasingly while stroking his cat. At the same time, he glanced at his own fame value, which made him unable to resist laughing out loud. The fame value that had been consumed by exchanging for the soul bone had, after this one battle, once again reached a massive million and was still continuously jumping. In the qualifiers of this Soul Master Tournament, each team had to go through twenty-seven rounds of battles, and in the end, five teams would be selected to participate in the promotion tournament. According to the current rate of increase, Shen An believed that in this Soul Master Tournament, which was comparable to the Olympics and the World Cup of his previous life, as long as he continuously showed his face, his fame value would reach a massive ten million before the finals, and obtaining his fifth soul ring would be a piece of cake. Xue Qinghe snorted lightly. "Have less contact with the people from Tianshui Academy. Those little vixens will only hinder your path to becoming stronger." "You must remember: with no woman in your heart, drawing the sword becomes divine." After saying these words, Xue Qinghe regretted it. What if Shen An really listened? When she recovered her identity as Qian Renxue, how would she get along with him? "What I just said was too extreme. You should play with those who are helpful to you, people who can walk the same path as you," Xue Qinghe corrected herself. Helpful, able to walk the same path... with Shen An’s displayed talent, in the entire continent, who else could it be but her? "Brother Xue, don’t tell me you don’t like women? If that’s the case, I think we should keep a certain distance." Shen An said, looking at Xue Qinghe with suspicion. Xue Qinghe snorted heavily and was about to throw a punch at Shen An’s lower abdomen. How dare you speak the plain truth! She’s a woman, of course she doesn’t like women! At the same time, the desire to stop being an undercover agent grew even stronger. Shen An quickly used his Tom-brand meat shield to block it. A perfectly good cat was beaten into a cat pancake by Xue Qinghe, with a tall, red lump rising on its flattened head. Tom looked at Shen An with small, teary eyes. Why is it always me who gets hurt? Emperor Xue Ye and Salas watched the fooling-around Shen An and Xue Qinghe and simultaneously showed gratified smiles. Our own child (Young Master) is on such good terms with a peerless genius like Shen An. In the future, he will definitely belong to our faction. Just thinking about it is exciting. The two old fellows looked at each other again, both strangely thinking to themselves, What is he smiling about? Hmph! Shen An coaxed Tom. Usually, giving him some food would do the trick, but today he puffed out his cheeks and turned his head to the side. Is Tom really angry? Shen An thought to himself. Immediately, Tom pointed his cat paw at the fighting students on the field. This time, it was Godwind Academy and some unknown academy on stage. Under the leadership of Feng Xiaotian, after only three dives, the other side was defeated. "You want to go on stage too?" Shen An asked, guessing. Tom nodded excitedly. Jerry’s little head did the same. The two of them had been bored to death recently and wanted to find something to do. Shen An... If the Cat and Mouse team goes on stage, others won’t have a chance to play at all. And, this is the Soul Master Tournament, not the Soul Beast Tournament! Tom and Jerry can’t get in! After a round of explanation, Tom and Jerry both lowered their heads with a lack of interest. At the side, Xue Qinghe’s eyes flickered, taking it all in. A soul master’s battle was rarely particularly time-consuming, so the third day of the qualifiers also came to an end. That evening, Xue Qinghe was ordered by Emperor Xue Ye to go to the imperial palace hall. The magnificent imperial palace, in Xue Qinghe’s eyes, was a huge cage that bound her. I really want to leave more and more. Xue Qinghe said to herself, then put on a fake smile and walked in. An answer was gradually forming in her heart. She was just a little hesitant. "Haha, Qinghe, Father came because I want to talk to you about the matter of Shen An," Emperor Xue Ye said with a loud laugh. "May Father please elaborate," Xue Qinghe bowed respectfully. "Shen An’s talent is too outstanding. If he can be tied to our Heaven Dou imperial family, it’s equivalent to having an additional peerless expert in the future. My imperial family will surely prosper." "And my meaning is, just relying on your relationship with Shen An is not enough. I want to betroth Xue Ke to him. What do you think?" Emperor Xue Ye stated his plan with a slightly smug tone. Xue Qinghe suddenly raised her head, her gaze icy, a surging killing intent in her heart. "Strange, why did it suddenly get cold in the room?" Emperor Xue Ye said with confusion. Seeing Emperor Xue Ye turn his gaze to her, Xue Qinghe quickly lowered her head again. Years of lurking had long made her emotions never show on the surface. It was just that in that brief moment, it involved both Shen An and Xue Ke. Thus, even with her shrewdness, a fluctuation was revealed. People are not grass or trees; who can be without feelings? Especially since Xue Ke had no conflict with her plan, and she was a simple person. After so many years, Xue Qinghe had long since come to regard Xue Ke as half a real younger sister. But in Emperor Xue Ye’s mouth, he had casually treated her as cargo to rope in a genius. And that genius happened to be Shen An. Xue Qinghe took a deep breath and put on a smiling face. "Father, Xue Ke is young, I’m afraid it’s inappropriate. Besides, Shen An may not be willing to accept." "What does that matter? At worst, we can give Xue Ke some soul-power-enhancing drugs, let her get her soul ring as soon as possible, and her appearance will change a bit." Xue Qinghe’s heart went cold upon hearing this. Those kinds of drugs that could enhance soul power all had huge side effects. Xue Ye was actually so ruthless. Forcibly suppressing the anger in her heart, Xue Qinghe said with a radiant smile: "This is just the qualifiers now. Why don’t we wait until the Soul Master Tournament is over and Shen An wins the championship? Then, we can take the opportunity to make the proposal, to show the imperial family’s intention to recruit a young talent." Emperor Xue Ye agreed with a look of approval. "Qinghe, you’re right. At that time, my Heaven Dou imperial family’s reputation for cherishing talent can also be spread." "However, those three soul bones from Spirit Hall are indeed priceless. If it really comes down to it, I can only take out that nation-suppressing treasure from the vault~~" A look of hesitation flashed in Emperor Xue Ye’s eyes, then it turned into determination. A nation-suppressing treasure plus his own biological daughter—he didn’t believe he couldn’t win Shen An’s heart. With Shen An’s potential, he was willing to take a gamble. "Then it’s decided. Qinghe, you may withdraw." "Yes, Father." Xue Qinghe, who had been smiling radiantly, her face instantly turned gloomy the moment she turned and walked out of the imperial palace. Looking at the deep night sky, Xue Qinghe’s heart was a sheet of ice. This old fogey Xue Ye truly doesn’t know what’s good for him. Bibi Dong has been urging me to make a move on you for a long time. It was I who was merciful and did not make a move on you, thinking of a peaceful transition of the throne. Now you, this old fogey, actually want to use Xue Ke as cargo to tie down someone else, especially when this person is Shen An. Xue Ye, oh Xue Ye, you have chosen the path to death. Xue Qinghe walked directly towards her own residence. As the crown prince, besides living in the imperial palace, she naturally had her own Prince’s Mansion. Along the way, Xue Qinghe thought back on her many years of lurking. What was it all for? Was it just for a weak Heaven Dou Empire? She suddenly felt it was laughable, feeling that her many years had been worthless. At this time, there was no one around. Xue Qinghe gently released her soul power. It was the golden soul power unique to the divine-level martial soul, the Six-Winged Seraphim. This was the power she truly possessed, the power that could change everything. A point of golden light bloomed, and the darkness was dispelled. "I don’t want to play this house-playing game anymore."

Chapter 245: This Old Fogey Emperor Xue Ye Doesn’t Know What’s Good for Him

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