Tang Qing's Speed is of the Essence! Arriving at Xingluo!
Tang Chen continued, "I really can't understand what kind of parents on this continent could give birth to such an outstanding son!"
boom!
These words struck Tang San like a thunderbolt.
Am I... inferior to him?
On what grounds?
I am the chosen one! Twin Martial Souls!
He possesses innate full soul power! He also possesses the ultimate techniques of the Tang Sect!
I am the most outstanding person of this era!
A surge of jealousy and resentment instantly filled Tang San's chest, distorting his pale face.
Why is that Blue Silver King better than me?
He doesn't deserve it!
He took my mother away, crippled my right leg, and now, even my most prized talent is being surpassed by him.
Blue Silver King...
You have already chosen the path to your death!
Unlike Tang San's burning hatred, Tang Hao's expression became somewhat complicated after hearing Tang Chen's sentiments.
The image of the baby he had abandoned years ago kept flashing uncontrollably into his mind.
At first, he only felt that it was a burden left behind by Ah Yin.
But now...
A hint of regret quietly spread through his heart.
Did I make a mistake back then?
I thought he was a good-for-nothing, that's why I abandoned him... But now it seems he... has some potential...
Even the useless Blue Silver Emperor martial soul, in his hands, is almost as powerful as my Clear Sky Hammer.
Tang Hao's heart was in turmoil.
...
Blue Silver City.
Blue Silver Royal Palace.
In the brightly lit study, everything was ready.
Military maps covered the entire desktop, and all the orders had been issued. Tomorrow morning, an unprecedented ghost army would embark on its journey.
Tang Qing picked up the teacup and gently blew on the floating tea leaves, her movements elegant and composed.
His gaze fell on the "Crown Prince" who had been sitting there blankly since the beginning.
"Your Highness, what are you daydreaming about?"
Tang Qing's voice was very calm.
"Have some tea."
Xue Qinghe snapped back to her senses. Looking at the composed man before her, the turmoil in her heart remained unsettled.
Whether it was the divine means that could bring artisans back to life, or the "Shadowless" soul tool that could overturn the form of war, both profoundly impacted her understanding.
She picked up the teacup but didn't drink it, her beautiful eyes fixed on Tang Qing.
"I'm just... still in shock from what just happened."
Xue Qinghe's voice trembled slightly.
"Blue Silver King, you are truly a man of great hidden talent."
"That 'Shadow Concealment' soul tool is extraordinary. Once it appears, the landscape of the continent could very well be completely overturned."
As the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, Qian Renxue's judgment is incredibly sharp.
She immediately saw through the terrifying strategic value hidden behind this small badge.
This is not only a powerful weapon against Xingluo, but also a terrifying existence that could threaten the Spirit Hall in the future.
Tang Qing neither confirmed nor denied this, only offering a faint smile.
Xue Qinghe hesitated for a moment, seemingly finding it difficult to speak, but finally opened his mouth.
"Um... Blue Silver King, I have a favor to ask."
"Could I... ask you for a few sets of... those snow-white soul tools?"
"A snow-white soul tool?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Qing raised an eyebrow, revealing a hint of doubt.
He had Lou Gao develop a wide variety of civilian soul tools, but he couldn't recall any of them being completely white.
Seeing Tang Qing's puzzled look, Xue Qinghe's cheeks flushed red instantly, all the way to her ears.
She lowered her head, her voice barely audible.
"It's...it's that...sanitary napkin."
"puff--!"
Tang Qing suddenly spat out the mouthful of hot tea he had just taken a sip of.
The warm tea, mixed with a few tea leaves, spilled precisely onto Xue Qinghe's magnificent prince robes, instantly soaking a large area.
The air in the study seemed to freeze at that moment.
Tang Qing stared blankly at Xue Qinghe's wet clothes.
Xue Qinghe was extremely embarrassed at this moment.
She could feel the dampness of the fabric clinging to her skin, and she could also feel Tang Qing's astonished gaze.
Anyone would think a grown man who asks for women's products is a pervert.
But she really needed it.
The comfort and convenience of that thing are unmatched by any old-fashioned menstrual belt.
Seeing the atmosphere growing increasingly strange, Xue Qinghe quickly made an excuse and hurriedly explained:
"You, you mustn't misunderstand! I... I was asking for my sister Xueke!"
"Didn't Father say he was going to give Xue Ke to you as a concubine? So... as her older brother, I'm preparing some things for her in advance..."
"Your Highness, there's no need for explanation."
Tang Qing interrupted her directly, his expression returning to calm, though a hint of amusement flickered in his eyes.
"We're all brothers, I won't interfere with your personal preferences."
Xue Qinghe: "..."
Looking at Xue Qinghe's pretty face, which was both shy and angry, yet unable to refute, Tang Qing suddenly stood up.
He walked up to Xue Qinghe, his gaze falling on her wet clothes.
"It's never comfortable to wear wet clothes."
Before Xue Qinghe could react, Tang Qing stretched out his arm and picked her up by the waist.
"ah!"
Xue Qinghe exclaimed in surprise and instinctively wrapped her arms around Tang Qing's neck.
Tang Qing held the soft, warm body in his arms, a smile playing on his lips, and stepped into the inner room.
"Let's go take a bath."
"Tomorrow, together we will storm the Star Luo stronghold."
The bathroom was filled with the allure of spring.
The air was filled with mist, and the lamplight flickered.
...
Five days later.
The night was as thick as ink, impossible to dispel.
Xingluo City, a majestic city standing in the western part of the continent, symbolizing iron-blooded power, is now quietly lying in the darkness.
The city walls towered high, like the spine of a black behemoth, casting huge shadows under the sparse starlight.
Outside the city, on the boundless plain, there was a deathly silence.
Ten thousand Soul Master soldiers clad in jet-black armor silently gathered here, like a ghostly forest blending into the night.
Each of them wore a completely black, dull "Shadow" badge on their chest.
This small badge completely isolated their soul power fluctuations and auras, as if they did not exist in this world at all.
At the very front of the group, Tang Qing, dressed in black, stood with his hands behind his back, calmly gazing at the slumbering giant city in the distance.
Beside him stood Xue Qinghe, dressed in a close-fitting outfit, his long golden hair tied into a neat ponytail. His handsome face was filled with solemnity.
Looking at the impregnable city walls and sensing the eerie silence of the army, her heart was still churning with turmoil.
Five days.
Starting from Blue Silver City, they traversed half the continent and arrived at Star Luo City in just five days.
This marching speed was completely beyond her comprehension.
"We... we've arrived like this?"
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