The Tree Realm Descends on Douluo Continent

Chapter 33 A Community of Shared Destiny

Li Xun approached Zhu Zhuqing and waved his hand in front of her eyes: "Why is it that every time we meet you, you seem to encounter danger?"

Look at the hand in front of you.

Zhu Zhuqing instantly regained her senses, a blush rising to her previously pale face: "Thank you..."

She felt somewhat embarrassed to have been seen in such a disheveled state twice in a row.

"What did you say?" Li Xun leaned closer to Zhu Zhuqing and asked.

Zhu Zhuqing quickly bowed her head: "...Thank you!"

"It's nothing...it's nothing, just a small favor. I only saved you twice, it's no big deal."

A smile appeared on Li Xun's face as he waved his hand repeatedly, as if he had done something insignificant.

"I will repay you," Zhu Zhuqing said, bowing her head as if she wanted to burrow into the ground.

Even his speech was somewhat intermittent.

She felt very embarrassed. She had just said that she would repay Li Xun that morning, but before she could do so, she was saved by him again.

Moreover, given my current situation, I'm not even sure if I can survive, so this verbal repayment is destined to be difficult to achieve.

She felt like someone who owed money but couldn't repay it, and a sense of guilt arose within her.

"If you continue like this, I feel like I won't live to see the day you repay me."

Li Xun's smile faded, and his expression slowly turned serious: "Miss Zhuqing, if you truly have no relatives left in Xingluo, then why not consider coming to Tiandou with me? Perhaps you will have a better future there."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Li Xun. I am a disciple of Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. This is Grandpa Sword, the sect's enshrined sword master."

"I'll let you in on a secret, Grandpa Sword is a Title Douluo," Li Xun whispered to Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly raised her head and looked at Li Xun and Sword Douluo.

As a member of the family, I can set aside other knowledge for now, but I must understand these famous powerful figures on the continent.

She never expected that these two people were core members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, one of the three upper sects.

Moreover, the middle-aged man standing on the sword next to him was none other than Chen Xin, the famous Sword Douluo of the continent.

"Greetings to His Majesty Chenxin, and greetings to Elder Brother Li Xun."

Zhu Zhuqing first bowed to Sword Douluo, and then looked at Li Xun.

For a moment, I didn't know how to address the other person.

The other person saved me twice, and out of respect, I didn't want to call them by their full name.

Li Xun's smile widened upon hearing this: "Sister Zhuqing, what do you think of what I said earlier?"

Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has a very good reputation on the mainland, and the flying sword under the middle-aged man's feet can indeed prove the identities of the two.

I don't need to worry about safety if I go with them.

But having grown up in the Zhu family, she carries a natural mission and shackles. If she were to run away now, wouldn't she be just like that coward?

Zhu Zhuqing was speechless for a moment, struggling internally.

"Your martial spirit is the Netherworld Cat. You are a direct descendant of the Zhu family? And judging from your age, you are very likely a child of this generation who will be married into the royal family."

Just as Zhu Zhuqing was wondering how to reply.

Sword Douluo sighed softly, "Xiao Xun probably won't come with us. From birth, her clan's fate is sealed; they are destined to marry princes and help them vie for the throne."

"Moreover, this process is extremely cruel, requiring brothers to kill each other until a final winner is determined. The loser will either die or be exiled."

Upon hearing Sword Douluo's words, Zhu Zhuqing's face turned pale instantly, and her hands unconsciously clenched her sleeves tightly.

"Grandpa Sword, can't we give up?"

Li Xun looked at Sword Douluo with a puzzled expression.

Sword Douluo's eyelids twitched. He took a deep breath and recited his lines: "No, only the strongest person in the Star Luo royal family can obtain the throne, and the victor will eliminate this threat to prevent the opponent from making a comeback."

Zhu Zhuqing trembled, bit her lip, and covered her injured left shoulder with her hand.

Royal rules are cruel; only through competition can one survive. As members of a marriage alliance, the Zhu sisters were forced to face the same choice.

However, the fact that someone still tried to escape under such rules undoubtedly gave up the chance for the two to live.

"Grandpa Sword, isn't the Star Luo royal family the Dai family? What does the death of the prince have to do with the Zhu family?" Li Xun pondered.

Sword Douluo's hand, which was behind his back, trembled involuntarily. Li Xun's words had deviated from the script they had agreed upon.

"The Zhu family women and the Dai family have a long history of intermarriage. When a member of the Dai family ascends the throne, a Zhu family woman becomes the empress. Do you think that's a connection?"

"Oh?"

Li Xun turned to Zhu Zhuqing and asked, "Do you want to be the Empress?"

Zhu Zhuqing was still immersed in her fear of royal rules.

Hearing Li Xun's question, he paused for a moment before slowly shaking his head.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"Do you like the prince you're marrying?" Li Xun stepped forward slowly, staring into Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.

The two were getting a little close, and Zhu Zhuqing subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but she was drawn in by Li Xun's words, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "I don't like it."

Her fate was only determined when she awakened her martial spirit, since she couldn't be too bad if she wanted to marry into the royal family.

She is only nine years old this year and has not spent much time with Dai Mubai, so it's too early to discuss whether she likes him or not.

It can only be said that the two are bound by fate.

"How strong is that prince? What is the strength of his subordinates? What are his opponents like?" Li Xun thought for a moment and asked three questions.

The two were very close.

They were so close that Zhu Zhuqing could clearly hear the other person's breathing.

But since it involved her own fate, and the other party was very likely to help her, Zhu Zhuqing blushed and endured the embarrassment without backing down.

"Dai Mubai is eleven years old this year, with a soul power level of twenty-five, and has not yet gained the support of other forces."

"His opponent is the First Prince, whose soul power level should be around level 40 now." Zhu Zhuqing's voice grew softer and softer until she fell silent.

"Is the difference in strength really that significant?"

Li Xun asked with some surprise, "How does that Dai Mubai plan to contend for the throne?"

"He escaped..." Zhu Zhuqing said, her voice low.

Li Xun grinned: "Then what are you still insisting on? Everyone else has run away, do you still want to compete for the Empress position by yourself?"

Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback upon hearing this, and felt a lump in her throat: "In the inescapable royal struggle, there is only the victor."

"I want to ask, if the prince is killed, will you, the Zhu sisters, die along with him?" Li Xun asked a question that had been on his mind.

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Zhu Zhuqing suddenly thought of her second sister and was speechless for a moment.

My second sister's fiancé was assassinated this year, but my second sister turned out to be a blessing in disguise and became free.

However, her situation was different from that of her second sister, whose eldest sister had sent assassins to kill her several times.

"But... my eldest sister won't let me go," Zhu Zhuqing said dejectedly, her eyes filled with sorrow.

嘶!

Li Xun gasped, scratching his head. "What's your eldest sister's soul power level now?"

If a person's thinking becomes rigid, they will truly be inflexible and stubborn.

(End of this chapter)