Chapter 26: Discussing the Dao with Xue Qinghe, the Use of Martial Soul Combat Techniques
Xue Qinghe spoke flawlessly; it was nothing more than the mutual appreciation between enthusiasts of combat techniques, simply unable to resist the itch to spar and wanting to make an acquaintance.
Aided by the concealment of the wide black robe, Xue Qinghe could not see Chu Chen's expression clearly.
Chu Chen smiled leisurely, extended his hand, and said, "Since Your Highness the Crown Prince has invited me, how could I refuse?"
"Haha, Brother Huimie, I am very happy to meet you."
Xue Qinghe extended his hand to shake hands with Chu Chen.
Immediately, the two left the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena together. Watching Xue Qinghe walking ahead of him, Chu Chen thought to himself, "Is this Qian Renxue truly interested in combat techniques, or did she see my ruthless methods and develop the intention to recruit me?"
After pondering for a while, Chu Chen did not yet know the answer.
"She was able to come to the Great Spirit Arena to observe the Deathmatch... aside from being driven by interest, it is likely to discover talent and then control it for her own use."
"This acquaintance also has its utility."
He understood Qian Renxue's personality; the latter naturally had the intention to recruit the strong, and she loved that feeling of control.
Just like her attitude towards Tang San in the future, she repeatedly tried to recruit Tang San, even allowing her inner state to be influenced by the extreme desire to conquer him. In other words, Qian Renxue liked to control Geniuses.
Chu Chen would naturally not be controlled by her.
But he could absolutely utilize this psychology of Qian Renxue!
Being able to befriend the latter could be considered a good thing for Chu Chen.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, it is so late, do you not need to return to the palace? I think if Your Highness the Crown Prince were to disappear for a night, the royal family would likely be in chaos."
After leaving the Great Spirit Arena, Chu Chen spoke to Xue Qinghe beside him.
Xue Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then spoke with a smile, "Brother Huimie, do you not consider me a friend? When I am in private with friends, I never view myself as the Crown Prince."
"Not at all, I am just not used to being friends with the Crown Prince of a country. Since that is the case, Brother Qinghe, if you have no urgent matters to return to the palace for, why don't we discuss these combat techniques together?"
Chu Chen laughed and said. The two left Heaven Dou City together and found a secluded place. It was late at night and deserted here; if they discussed the Dao here, they would not be disturbed by others.
"Just now, I saw that Brother Huimie did not use any Soul Skill during the battle, but relied solely on such sharp and ruthless combat techniques. Could this also be the Dao that Brother Huimie follows?"
The two sat on the ground, and Xue Qinghe brought it up first.
"It is merely a helpless move." Chu Chen shook his head, his voice sounding somewhat melancholy.
"Oh? Why do you say that?" Xue Qinghe looked over curiously.
"Brother Qinghe should know that my Martial Soul is merely Blue Silver Grass. Even if I Cultivate to the Soul Sect Realm, the effect that Blue Silver Grass can have is negligible."
Chu Chen said with feigned helplessness, "Therefore, I bitterly practiced combat techniques, just to make up for the defects of my Martial Soul."
Xue Qinghe was silent for a moment.
Blue Silver Grass?
He certainly knew the helplessness of possessing a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. Even if an ordinary Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul were lucky enough to be able to Cultivate, as the Rank increased, the disadvantages would become increasingly obvious.
By then, the Blue Silver Grass would be in an awkward position. In battles with others, such disadvantages would be infinitely magnified, eventually leading to the loss of one's life.
"Blue Silver Grass... although it is called a trash Martial Soul by everyone, this kind of small life that seems fragile but is actually tenacious is also quite extraordinary."
Xue Qinghe smiled, stood up, and said, "I wonder if Brother Huimie is willing to guide my combat techniques?"
"What I inherited is the royal Swan Martial Soul, which possesses more healing and purification skills. As the Crown Prince, I am constantly facing danger, so since I was young, I have wanted to use a specialized skill to make up for the defects of my Martial Soul."
He smiled and said, "Brother Huimie, in this regard, you and I are extremely similar."
"Then Brother Qinghe, please."
Chu Chen stood up and signaled for Xue Qinghe to make a move. Although both of them were somewhat bragging, the fiery intention to spar at this moment was genuine. After a brief confrontation, the two engaged in combat.
Dawn broke.
Chu Chen and Xue Qinghe lay on the ground, completely disregarding their image. It was unknown who suddenly laughed, "Satisfying!"
Xue Qinghe stood up, extended his hand to pull up Chu Chen who was lying on the ground, and said to the latter, "Brother Huimie, discussing the Dao with you last night was truly a fortunate event. I need to return to the palace, so I fear I must bid you farewell first."
"Farewell, Brother Qinghe," Chu Chen said.
From this night of discussing the Dao, he also gained a lot. It seemed that when they were engrossed in it, neither of them was tangled up in the other's identity, but were merely discussing the Dao, pouring out their hearts.
Xue Qinghe's understanding of combat techniques and the use of Martial Souls indeed had its own unique aspects.
"You and I have discussed the Dao all night, and we should both have gained something, yet I haven't even seen Brother Huimie's true face. Could it be that you are guarding against me?" Xue Qinghe walked up to Chu Chen and smiled gently.
"We are already brothers, what else is there to say?"
Chu Chen laughed, put his arm around Xue Qinghe's neck, and immediately took off his hat.
The momentary contact also made Chu Chen feel that Xue Qinghe's body was softer than that of a man, but he did not pay attention to it, instead heroically patting Xue Qinghe's back and saying loudly.
"Brother Qinghe, then see you next time!"
Xue Qinghe was not angry. After raising his eyes and seeing Chu Chen's flawless face, he could not help but be dazed for a moment.
He nodded with a smile and slowly turned around.
Having walked only a few steps, Xue Qinghe suddenly said, "Brother Huimie, our meeting is due to fate, but is fate manifest, or hidden?"
Chu Chen said with a free and easy smile, "Hidden... is to be concealed."
"Hidden... is to be concealed? Interesting." Xue Qinghe's eyes flashed, and he left with satisfaction.
And Chu Chen also strode towards the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
After Xue Qinghe left, two figures appeared beside him. One of the figures asked in a deep voice, "Young Lord, do you need us to investigate this person's identity?"
"How can a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul Cultivate to the Soul Sect Realm? There must be something strange."
Xue Qinghe's face turned cold, and he frowned, "No need. Brother Huimie and I are confidants, and this is a sincere acquaintance. The two Elders do not need to interfere. He has secrets, and do I not have them as well?"
"After discussing the Dao with him for a night, it made me feel suddenly enlightened regarding combat techniques and the use of Martial Souls. He is not simple. Without my permission, you two Elders should understand what to do."
At this moment, Chu Chen was walking slowly towards the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, facing the morning sun. Before long, he saw the gate of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and outside the gate, a beautiful figure was looking into the distance, as if expecting something.
Her gaze looked over and met Chu Chen's.
Even from a long distance away, Chu Chen could see the joy in the latter's eyes. He could not help but smile and walk over.
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