Tang Qing smiled noncommittally.
He looked towards the door again.
"Someone come here."
Another Xuanjia Army guard strode in and knelt on one knee.
"What are your orders, Your Highness?"
Tang Qing's voice suddenly took on a kingly majesty.
"Pass on my orders."
"A banquet will be held at the Prince's residence three days later."
"Within the Northern Territory, all heads of families and sects must come to pay their respects and offer tribute; there must be no mistake!"
"At the same time, spread the message throughout the continent. Any foreign forces that wish to attend the ceremony are also welcome in the Northern Territory."
The guard shuddered and responded loudly.
"yes!"
After saying that, he got up and left quickly.
Dugu Bo stood aside, listening to this extremely domineering command, his heart filled with excitement.
This is an open conspiracy!
This is a declaration to the entire continent that the Northern Territory has a new master!
Those who obey will prosper, those who defy will perish!
After finishing these matters, Tang Qing stood up and stretched.
It was already quite late.
Zhu Zhuqing also got up, walked to his side, and naturally took his arm.
Her captivating cat-like eyes shimmered with alluring light under the lamplight.
"Your Majesty, has everything been taken care of?"
"Well, that's all for now."
Zhu Zhuqing's red lips came close to his ear, her breath as fragrant as orchids.
"Then... shall I serve Your Majesty as you take a bath?"
...
The bathhouse deep within the Prince's Mansion was filled with steam.
The huge pool was filled with rare flower petals, emitting a faint fragrance.
Tang Qing leaned against the edge of the pool, closing her eyes to rest.
Zhu Zhuqing knelt behind him, her slender hands massaging his shoulders.
She changed out of her tight black leather outfit and wore only a sheer black silk nightgown.
The rising steam soaked the already thin fabric, causing it to cling tightly to her shapely body and outline breathtaking curves.
Especially her long, beautiful legs, encased in a black silk dress, were faintly visible in the water, exuding a deadly allure.
The usually aloof assassin has now transformed into the most docile cat, her wild yet alluring aura enough to drive any man mad.
Tang Qing opened her eyes and grabbed the hand that was still massaging her.
With a slight effort, he pulled the girl into his arms.
"ah..."
Zhu Zhuqing let out a soft cry and fell into his arms, splashing water everywhere.
"king..."
She tilted her pretty face up, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes misty with tears.
Tang Qing lowered her head and didn't speak, but responded with her actions.
Much later.
Tang Qing carried Zhu Zhuqing, who was limp and like a pool of spring water, out of the bath.
He did not return to his own palace, but went straight to Zhu Zhuqing's room.
He gently placed the beautiful woman in his arms on the soft bed.
The candlelight flickered by the bed, illuminating the girl's exquisite face.
Her skin was as white as jade, and it looked even more dazzling against the backdrop of her black silk dress.
Those two straight, slender, beautiful legs were slightly curled up.
The black lace trim left a faint mark at the base of her fair thighs, exuding an indescribable allure.
Tang Qing leaned down and kissed those alluring red lips again.
Outside the window, the moon's shadow slants westward.
...
at the same time.
Deep inside a dark and damp cave.
The moonstones embedded in the cave walls emitted a cold, eerie light, barely dispelling some of the darkness.
A burly man with a weathered face and a full beard sat cross-legged on a flat rock.
It was none other than Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao.
Scattered before him were more than a dozen files and intelligence reports, each pointing to the same person—the newly crowned King of the North, Tang Qing.
Tang Hao picked up one of the portions, his fingers turning slightly white from the pressure.
The document clearly records Tang Qing's age, awakened martial spirit, and his miraculous recovery ability.
The age... matches.
The martial soul, Blue Silver Grass... that makes sense.
Tang Hao's breathing gradually became heavy, and his eyes became bloodshot.
All signs have almost laid out the answer before him.
This Blue Silver King, who suddenly appeared and stirred up the winds and clouds of the continent, is very likely the son he abandoned back then!
"Hao..."
A clear and gentle female voice drifted from a strange blue silver grass beside Tang Hao.
The blue silver grass was a crystal-clear blue, with golden patterns inlaid on the edges of its leaves, and it exuded a faint sense of life.
It was Tang Hao's wife, the 100,000-year-old soul beast, the Blue Silver Emperor, named Ah Yin.
"What...did you find out?"
Ah Yin's voice carried a hint of urgency and anticipation.
Tang Hao remained silent for a moment.
"He is very likely...our child."
The leaves of the Blue Silver Grass trembled violently, and the golden veins shone brightly.
"My child...my child..."
Ah Yin's voice was tinged with an uncontrollable sob.
Excitement, ecstasy, and a deep sense of longing and guilt overwhelmed her in an instant.
She only saw him once, when the child was born.
That tiny, warm child, which belonged to her.
But then, Tang Hao cruelly took it away and abandoned it in some unknown corner.
Over the years, she has never stopped missing him or blaming herself.
She thought that the child might already be dead.
I never expected... he's still alive!
And yet, he lives such a... dazzling life!
"Is he...is he alright?" Ah Yin asked in a trembling voice.
Tang Hao put down the intelligence report in his hand, his eyes becoming complex and cold.
"Good? Of course he's good."
"Now he is the lord of the Northern Territory, proclaiming himself the 'Blue Silver King,' with 100,000 Xuanjia soldiers under his command. Even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School bows down to him."
"Three days later, he will hold a grand banquet in Blue Silver Royal City to announce his rise to power to the entire continent."
As Ah Yin listened, she felt both proud and heartbroken.
Her child must have suffered a lot to get to where he is today.
"Hao, can we...can we go see him?" she asked cautiously.
"Of course I'll go."
Tang Hao nodded, but a chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"On the day of the banquet, I will personally infiltrate the royal city."
"I will try to contact him."
Tang Hao paused, his voice extremely low, as if it came from the deepest hell.
"If the time is right, I will make a move."
"Kill him and reclaim your share of the bloodline!"
"No!!!"
Ah Yin let out a shrill scream, and the light of the entire Blue Silver Grass dimmed.
"You can't do this! Hao! He's our son too!"
Tang Hao's face remained completely expressionless.
"It is precisely because he could be our son that he should die for you."
"If he is truly our child, he should take the initiative to commit suicide, offering up his bloodline, his soul, and everything he has!"
"This is the only way to resurrect my mother!"
"This is what a son should do!"
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