Douluo: Becoming Qian Renxue

Chapter 288 Forced into the Palace
At night, the moonlight was blocked by dark clouds and darkness enveloped the earth.

Qian Renxue stood quietly on the eaves of the Tiandou Palace, her figure looming in the darkness.

She whistled softly, as if signaling to someone, and then whispered, "Hush, the show is about to begin."

Gu Yuena stood beside Qian Renxue, looking down coldly, with a hint of disdain in her eyes. She noticed Prince Xuexing who was about to enter the palace, but she just glanced at him lightly and then retracted her gaze.

Turning to Qian Renxue, he asked, "Do you like watching plays?"

Qian Renxue was slightly stunned, as if she had not expected Gu Yuena to ask this, but she quickly regained her composure.

The corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a sly smile, and she replied softly, "I like to see my prey struggle."

There was a cruelty and amusement in her tone, as if she enjoyed the painful expression of others.

Qian Renxue couldn't help but sigh that she was indeed the villain of destiny.

Below, Prince Xuexing rode a fine white horse and walked slowly. Prince Xuexing took a deep breath and calmed his mind. He believed that after today, the world would change. He looked at the palace gate in front of him, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he waved the whip in his hand and galloped towards the palace.

He glanced at the starry sky above, and a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart. He knew the purpose of entering the palace and the risks involved. However, he was more eager for power and looking forward to the future.

His ambition was like a burning fire, constantly driving him forward.

Since the previous emperor passed away half a month ago, the entire Tiandou Palace was filled with a sad atmosphere, depressing and dull.

The guards in the palace obviously did not expect someone to break into the palace at this time. They tried to stop Prince Xuexing in panic, but it was too late.

Prince Xuexing took a deep breath, calmed down, and led his confidants to gallop towards the palace. The sound of their horses' hooves resounded in the silent palace, causing a commotion.

As he got closer to the Emperor's bedroom, Prince Xuexing's heartbeat quickened. He secretly prayed that everything would go well, imagining the glorious scene after he ascended the throne.

However, when they finally arrived at the door of the palace, they found that the door was closed and the surroundings were heavily guarded. Prince Xuexing's face suddenly became gloomy, and he realized that things might not be as simple as he thought.

wrong.

Prince Xuexing turned around suddenly and looked behind him. Fortunately, his men were still there.

Why is the palace so strange today? The number of guards has obviously decreased.

"Creaky——" the tightly closed door was pushed open.

Xue Qinghe was dressed in plain white, looking grief-stricken over his father's death, "Uncle, what do you mean?"

However, standing next to him were three people from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Prince Xuexing looked at the scene in front of him, feeling uneasy. His face turned gloomy, and his eyes flashed with determination.

Behind him was the army of guards from the imperial palace.

No wonder there was something wrong with the palace today. The number of guards had obviously decreased. It turned out that Xue Qinghe had been prepared. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He knew that he had to stay calm at this time and not be swayed by his emotions. His eyes revealed firmness and determination, as if telling himself that no matter what difficulties he encountered, he would stick to it.

He held the whip tightly in his hand, feeling its power. His heart was filled with desire for power and obsession with the throne.

This was the chance of his life, and he couldn't let it go. No matter how many obstacles stood in his way, he would break through them and ascend to the throne.

His heart beat faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, his breathing became rapid, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

A hint of surprise flashed in Xue Qinghe's eyes, and his pupils dilated slightly, as if he had seen something incredible.

But soon, he regained his composure, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said softly, "Uncle, do you think that with just these people you brought, you can reverse the situation of my upcoming ascension to the throne?"

His voice was low and calm, with an irresistible majesty.

Prince Xue Xing's face turned gloomy, and his eyes flashed with angry flames. He sneered and responded: "Xue Qinghe, today, I will eradicate you, the scourge, for the empire!"

As he spoke, he had already unsheathed his sword and pointed it at Xue Qinghe. His movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

The three members of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect exchanged glances and instantly released powerful soul power, surrounding Prince Xuexing and the others. Their soul power was like a powerful storm, sweeping everything around them.

Prince Xue Xing's face became even uglier, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He knew that he could not be a match for these three Title Douluo, but he did not look panicked at all, because he believed that the mysterious Pavilion Master would definitely appear.

The three Title Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect also had some backup plans. They had long guessed that Prince Xuexing would cooperate with the Pavilion Master of Xueyan Pavilion. They had no idea whether the mysterious Pavilion Master would show up today. They stared at Prince Xuexing closely, as if they were waiting for something.

Seeing Jian Douluo's attacking spirit skills approaching, Prince Xuexing also quickly released his defensive spirit skills. A trace of anxiety appeared on his face, and he looked around in confusion, where is the master?
His heart was filled with doubts and uneasiness. He didn't know why the Pavilion Master hadn't appeared yet. A trace of fear surrounded Prince Xuexing. He didn't know how to deal with the situation.

A great war was about to break out, setting the palace on fire on a quiet night.

The army brought by Prince Xuexing launched a fierce battle with the royal army.

Inside the palace, the lights were on, and the soldiers' shouts and the clash of weapons intertwined to form a thrilling symphony.

Although Prince Xuexing's army had been trained for half a journey, they seemed a little powerless in front of the royal army. The soldiers of the royal army were well-trained, and their fighting skills and tacit cooperation made Prince Xuexing's army gradually at a disadvantage in the battle.

However, in just two hours, the people brought by Prince Xuexing were suppressed.

Prince Xuexing showed an anxious look on his face, and his eyes kept scanning the battlefield, looking for an opportunity to break through. His heart was filled with desire for the throne.

The victory of this battle will determine whether he can ascend the throne.

Prince Xuexing's soul power was gradually exhausted, and his body became weak. His face was pale, and sweat kept dripping from his forehead. His heart was filled with despair, and his army could no longer withstand the attack of the royal army.

He looked at Xie Xueqinghe who was standing there with an indifferent expression. In an instant, he saw a dark shadow standing behind him, watching everything coldly.

A hint of joy flashed across Prince Xuexing's face.

(End of this chapter)