The Emperor submits!
"Starting today, your team will have a new member."
As Tang Qing spoke, she turned slightly to the side.
Bai Chenxiang, who had been quietly following behind him, stepped forward.
"Bai Chenxiang, a level 43 agility-attack type Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul: Swift with Sharp Tail!"
Bai Chenxiang's voice wasn't loud, but her pronunciation was clear. She nodded slightly to Ning Rongrong and the other two.
Ning Rongrong curiously examined the purple-haired girl who had suddenly appeared, especially taking a few extra glances at the girl's seemingly perfect legs.
"Alright, now that we know each other."
Tang Qing clapped his hands.
"The Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies will begin in a few days. Tomorrow, I will take you to Heaven Dou City."
"Very good!"
Ning Rongrong jumped up excitedly.
"Let those guys see how powerful Blue Silver Academy is!"
Tang Qing ignored her excitement and changed the subject.
"But before that, let me check your cultivation."
His gaze fell on Dugu Yan.
"Yanzi, although your Jade Phosphorus Serpent Venom is domineering, your control is not pure enough, and sometimes it will harm yourself. I will teach you a method of circulating soul power, which can perfectly solve this problem."
As he spoke, he walked behind Dugu Yan, stretched out his finger, and touched the back of her smooth neck.
Dugu Yan's body stiffened as a gentle yet incredibly pure soul force flowed into her body through his fingertips, guiding her own soul force to circulate along a mysterious path.
A moment later, Dugu Yan felt a lightness all over her body, and the sluggish feeling she used to experience when circulating her soul power had completely disappeared.
Her gaze toward Tang Qing was filled with shock and admiration.
Then, Tang Qing looked at Ye Lingling.
"Lingling, your Nine Heart Begonia is a top-tier healing martial soul, but it relies too much on soul skills and its physical body is underdeveloped."
Remember, a martial spirit is an extension of the body…
As he spoke, he walked up to Ye Lingling, took her soft, boneless hand in his, and guided her to feel the connection between her martial spirit and her most fundamental self.
Ye Lingling's cheeks were as red as ripe apples. She lowered her head and let Tang Qing do as he pleased, but her heart was in turmoil.
Finally, Tang Qing's gaze fell on Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong was sitting cross-legged on the ground, her jade-like feet dangling playfully. When she saw Tang Qing looking over, she immediately showed an expectant expression.
"Master, what about me? What about me?"
"you..."
Tang Qing walked up to her, squatted down, and his gaze fell on her small and delicate feet.
"The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is known as the number one auxiliary martial soul in the world. Its power originates from its bloodline, and its foundation lies within itself."
"Your foundation is not solid enough."
As he spoke, he reached out and grasped Ning Rongrong's fair and delicate ankle.
"ah!"
Ning Rongrong gasped in surprise, feeling a warm current surge from the soles of her feet, instantly spreading throughout her body, and her whole body went limp.
Tang Qing ignored her reaction and focused on guiding her soul power to help her straighten out the slightly weak soul power foundation in her body after evolving into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
A moment later, he let go.
Ning Rongrong slumped to the ground, her face flushed and panting. Her eyes, which were shining brightly as she looked at Tang Qing, were filled with admiration and love.
Bai Chenxiang stood aside, taking in all of this, and her awe of this man deepened even further.
Not only is his strength extraordinary, but his understanding of Soul Master cultivation has also reached an unbelievable level.
With just a moment of guidance, the auras of Ning Rongrong and the other two became noticeably more solid and powerful.
This is simply a miracle.
...
The next day, in the Heavenly Dou Imperial City.
The magnificent arena, like a crouching giant beast, sits quietly in the center of the imperial city.
Here, the grand opening ceremony of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament is about to take place.
At this moment, the plaza outside the Soul Arena was packed with people, and the noise reached the sky. Young Soul Masters in various school uniforms gathered in small groups, their faces beaming with confidence and anticipation.
Tang Qing led the four girls from the Blue Silver Team slowly toward the registration area.
He was dressed simply in black, with a handsome face and a calm expression, yet he possessed a profound and dignified air.
Wherever he went, the crowded people unconsciously parted to make way for him.
It was as if there was an invisible aura that made people afraid to get close.
The four girls behind him each had their own unique charm, instantly attracting countless gazes.
Ning Rongrong was wearing a pink short skirt, and her pair of fair and slender legs dazzled in the sunlight. She looked around curiously, her little face full of excitement.
Wow, there are so many people!
She couldn't help but let out a sigh, her voice clear and melodious.
Dugu Yan stood beside her, dressed in purple, her demeanor cold and aloof. She spoke calmly upon hearing this:
"All the participating academy teams from across the continent have gathered here. For the next month or so, this will be the center of the entire Soul Master world, so of course there will be a lot of people here."
Ye Lingling followed quietly behind Tang Qing, dressed in a white dress, her temperament gentle and graceful.
The newly joined Bai Chenxiang was dressed in a purple outfit that accentuated her slender figure. She looked respectful, her gaze always following Tang Qing's back.
Just as the Blue Silver team was about to arrive at the registration area, a commotion came from the other end of the square.
The crowd parted to the sides like a tide, and a group of royal knights in golden armor led the way, their imposing presence commanding respect.
Following closely behind was a magnificent dragon carriage drawn by eight magnificent white horses.
"It's Emperor Xueye!"
"My God, His Majesty the Emperor himself is at the opening ceremony registration site!"
A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.
The imperial carriage stopped, and a middle-aged man dressed in a magnificent imperial robe, with a slightly haggard but still dignified appearance, stepped down. He was none other than Xue Ye, the emperor of the Heavenly Dou Empire.
Accompanying him were Prince Xuexing and Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.
What's even more striking is that standing beside Emperor Xueye is an elderly man in a platinum bishop's robe, who is none other than Salas, the person in charge of the Spirit Hall in Heaven Dou City.
Such a spectacle made everyone hold their breath.
However, what happened next made everyone's eyes nearly pop out.
After getting out of the car, Emperor Xueye quickly scanned the crowd.
When he saw Tang Qing, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and then he led the group quickly toward Tang Qing.
He put on a warm smile, adopting an extremely humble posture, even with a hint of ingratiation.
"Your Excellency, the Blue Silver King!"
Emperor Xueye stopped a few steps away from Tang Qing and bowed respectfully.
"I have heard about that rebellious son, Xue Beng. It is my fault for failing to raise him properly, allowing him to offend you. Please forgive me!"
He apologized right away, his attitude was extremely sincere.
The entire square fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone was stunned.
How could the mighty Emperor of Heavenly Dou be so obsequious to a young man?
He even apologized for his son being killed?
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