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"Mr. Lu, I apologize for my unauthorized visit." Qian Renxue bowed respectfully, adopting a very humble posture.

"Your Highness's presence is an honor to my humble abode." Lu Ming stepped aside. "Please come in."

The two took their seats in the main hall. Lu Ming brewed a pot of tea, pushed it in front of Qian Renxue, and then picked up another cup to sip slowly, unhurriedly.

Qian Renxue was not in a hurry. She picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and exclaimed, "Excellent tea! I didn't expect Mr. Lu to not only be exceptionally skilled but also have such profound knowledge of tea."

"Miss Qian Renxue is too kind." Lu Ming put down his teacup and looked at her calmly. "Miss, there's no need for such flattery. This is just tea I bought on the street corner. I don't like beating around the bush, so I'll just say what I mean."

Qian Renxue's smile remained gentle, but her eyes had become sharp. A flash of golden light appeared on her body, and she returned to her original appearance. Her skin was as white as snow, her long golden hair reached her waist, her nose was straight, and her slightly slender phoenix eyes carried a hint of arrogance. Her appearance was more stunning than Lu Ming had ever seen before.

"Mr. Lu is straightforward, so I won't beat around the bush either." She gently placed the teacup on the table, her eyes sharp. "I've already had someone verify the information you gave me. Tang Hao did indeed appear in Holy Soul Village, and Tang San's twin martial souls are exactly as you described."

Lu Ming didn't respond, waiting quietly for him to continue.

"I've come to ask Mr. Lu two questions," Qian Renxue said, extending two slender fingers. "First, why are you so knowledgeable about the secrets of the Spirit Hall? Second, how did you know my true identity?"

When he asked these two questions, Qian Renxue's tone remained gentle, but a golden light slowly flowed deep within his eyes. The aura of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul diffused faintly, making the air in the main hall slightly heavier.

Lu Ming remained expressionless, picked up the teapot, and poured himself another cup.

"There are some things I really can't explain to you." His voice was as calm as water. "Just like I don't understand why the young master of the Spirit Hall would impersonate Xue Qinghe and waste his talent. This is the world of spirit masters, and even more so, the world of the strong. Instead of seizing the time to improve his strength, he's playing house here."

Qian Renxue raised her eyebrows slightly.

"You dare to question the decisions of the Spirit Hall's higher-ups?"

It wasn't a question, it was a statement. Her tone was as calm as if she were saying the weather was nice, but her golden eyes were already brimming with a storm—like a dam about to burst, with undercurrents surging beneath the surface.

Lu Ming didn't avoid her gaze, picked up his teacup and took another sip. The tea was warm, flowing smoothly down his throat, bringing a sense of peace to his stomach.

"The decision was made by the higher-ups; your life is your own." He placed the teacup back on the table, his voice soft but each word clear. "A six-winged angel martial soul, innate full strength level twenty—such talent, if not the best in history, would definitely place you in the top ten. Yet, at nearly twenty years old, you're only at the Soul Emperor level. Isn't this a waste of time?!"

"Furthermore, the Spirit Hall had you impersonate Xue Qinghe so that you could take over the Heaven Dou Empire without a sound. But why didn't you kill Xue Beng and Xue Ke at the same time, and then have Emperor Xue Ye suddenly die? Even if someone is not convinced by you, you will be able to secure your position as Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire because there is only one heir... Then you can use the power of the Spirit Hall to replace all those who are not convinced by you. That way you can easily control the Heaven Dou Empire."

"What's wrong with me saying you're wasting your time playing house?!"

Qian Renxue's fingers tightened slightly.

She wanted to argue, but she felt that what Lu Ming said made a lot of sense. However, she wasn't used to being seen through—especially by a young man younger than herself.

"Is that all your reasons?"

Qian Renxue's lips curled up slightly, but the smile did not reach her eyes. "More than ten years of planning, the hard work of countless people in the Spirit Hall, and my own efforts over the past ten years, do you think you can sway me with just a few words? Besides, the Heaven Dou Empire is ruled by the aristocratic families. Without the support of the soul masters from those aristocratic families, the throne is not secure at all."

"Then kill! As long as we kill enough, they will naturally submit." Lu Ming's voice was icy, but his expression held a hint of doubt as he looked at Qian Renxue, then countered, "Shouldn't the foundation of an empire be its millions of ordinary people?! And is the Spirit Hall really that short of Spirit Masters?! The combined Spirit Masters of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire probably don't even amount to half of the Spirit Hall's!"

He paused, then looked directly into Qian Renxue's eyes.

"Of course, if you think I'm wrong, then consider what I just said as a slip of the tongue."

silence.

Qian Renxue stared at Lu Ming for a long time, her golden eyes like two invisible blades, trying to dissect his mind and see what he was thinking!

But Lu Ming did not flinch, only calmly meeting his gaze.

Qian Renxue suddenly smiled.

The smile was more genuine than before, but also more dangerous.

"Interesting." She picked up the almost untouched cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "Lu Ming, you are the most interesting person I have ever met."

"You flatter me."

Qian Renxue waved her hand, regaining her gentle and refined demeanor, and smiled warmly, "Thank you for telling me so much! But now we should talk about our business. You gave me Tang Hao's information because you wanted me to help you deal with and hold Tang Hao back, so you could do your own thing!"

Lu Ming's heart stirred.

This woman had indeed guessed something, and might even have discovered Xiao Wu's existence. I had relied too much on the descriptions of the characters in the novel and underestimated this woman.

"It seems Miss Qian Renxue has found out something?!" Lu Ming asked with a smile.

"Isn't that 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast named Xiao Wu?! If I hadn't asked Uncle She to investigate personally, I really wouldn't have found that 100,000-year-old soul beast."

Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, Qian Renxue had noticed, but what Qian Renxue said next made him completely unable to sit still.

"You don't know yet, but when Uncle She was investigating, he saw the Bone Douluo Gu Rong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the shadows. It seems that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has also set its sights on that 100,000-year-old soul beast."

As soon as Qian Renxue finished speaking, Lu Ming suddenly stood up, his face extremely ugly. He had actually overlooked the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

In the original story, Xiao Wu's identity wasn't discovered by the two Title Douluos of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School because of the existence of the Acacia Heartbreak Red. But now, the Acacia Heartbreak Red is still lying inside the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

With Ning Rongrong's presence, Lu Ming subconsciously assumed that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wouldn't harm Xiao Wu. But that was a 100,000-year-old soul beast, representing a 100,000-year-old soul ring and soul bone.

Especially a 100,000-year-old soul bone; if it could be passed down, it could bring glory to a sect for many years. How could Ning Fengzhi possibly let it go?

As for Ning Rongrong, she'll probably be able to recover from her sadness after a while.