I am in Douluo, but I am the favorite of the soul beast group.

Chapter 410: Emperor Xueye's Back-up Plan

After a pause, Xue Qinghe looked at Emperor Xue Ye with sharp eyes and continued.

"But the current situation is not completely hopeless. Although the attack of the Xingluo Empire is a huge crisis for us, from another perspective, it is also an opportunity for the empire to be reborn. Now, our Tiandou Empire has gotten rid of the external interference and constraints of the Spirit Hall. As long as we can completely centralize the power of the empire in our hands and open the door wide to recruit spirit masters scattered outside, in time, our Tiandou Empire will be able to break through and then stand up again."
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After hearing these words, Emperor Xue Ye's complexion obviously improved a lot, but he still couldn't hide his deep worry, and said. His tone was thoughtful and hesitant.

"Qinghe, your idea certainly makes sense, but considering the current urgent situation, I'm afraid the Xingluo Empire will not easily give us this opportunity to recuperate."

Xue Qinghe bowed again and spoke in an orderly manner.

"Father, that is why we should take the initiative to seek peace with the Xingluo Empire. By paying a certain price, we can buy a few years of precious peaceful development time. In this way, we can preserve our existing military forces to the maximum extent and avoid unnecessary losses. We can also take the opportunity to thoroughly consolidate the power structure of the empire and integrate resources from all parties. When the time is right, we will have enough confidence and strength to compete with the Xingluo Empire."

At this time, Prince Xuexing said with a folded hand. His voice was anxious and worried.

"Your Majesty, this matter needs to be carefully considered. The Xingluo Empire has always been ambitious. They may not sincerely accept our peace request. They may take this opportunity to propose extremely harsh conditions that we cannot bear."

Xue Qinghe turned to look at Prince Xuexing and raised his eyebrows.

"Your Excellency, the situation is urgent now. Even if they want some land, just give it to them. If we give it to them now, we still have a chance to fight them. Do we have to just sit there and watch the empire fall?"

"Besides, if we keep the green mountains, we will not be afraid of running out of firewood. Even if we don't give them the green mountains, who can stop them from attacking? By then, they will conquer us on their own, and we will not even have the conditions to cede land and seek peace."

Emperor Xue Ye also understood the seriousness of the matter, and said after thinking for a moment.

"What Qinghe said makes sense. No matter what, we should send an envoy to test the Xingluo Empire's attitude first. We can make further decisions after we understand their true intentions and bottom line."

After the discussion, Xue Qinghe returned to the palace with a heavy face. He entered the study, frowned, and paced back and forth in the spacious study, his steps seemed a little hurried and messy. His eyes were sometimes focused on the ground, sometimes looking out the window, his heart was like the surging waves, constantly weighing the pros and cons.

After a long while, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, walked slowly to the desk, and slowly sat down. He took a deep breath, reached out and picked up a pen and began to write on the white paper.

After writing the last word, Xue Qinghe gently put down the brush and carefully checked the letter from beginning to end. After confirming that it was correct, he carefully folded it, put it in an exquisite envelope, and carefully sealed it with sealing wax.

Then he stood up, walked to the door, and called softly.

"Ghost leopard."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow instantly appeared in front of him. Ghost Leopard Douluo bowed his head respectfully, clasped his hands together, and said.

"Young master, what are your orders?"

Xue Qinghe handed the letter in his hand to Ghost Leopard Douluo, with a serious look and unquestionable determination in his eyes, and said.

"Hand it over to Bibi Dong." Although he didn't like Bibi Dong, after all, Bibi Dong was the one in charge of the Spirit Hall, and for the sake of the Spirit Hall, he had no choice but to do this.

Ghost Leopard Douluo nodded solemnly and took the letter with both hands. "Don't worry, young master. I'll go right away." After saying that, he flashed and disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only a breeze gently blowing the curtains of the study.

On the other side, after the parliament ended, the master took Emperor Xue Ye away from the court with a solemn atmosphere and walked towards the National Master's Mansion.

In the carriage, both of them were silent. Emperor Xue Ye had a gloomy face and frowned, thinking over and over again what everyone had said in the council and the difficult situation they were facing. The master had a serious expression and a steady pace, as if he had made some plans in his mind.

After arriving at the Imperial Master's Mansion, I don't know how many times I walked around before I finally came to a rockery.

The master gently pushed open the seemingly ordinary stone door. With a creaking sound, a hole appeared on the ground and a damp and cold breath immediately blew in his face.

Going down the cave entrance, there was a secret room. The light in the room was dim. There were only a few oil lamps in the corner emitting faint and swaying light, making the whole space look gloomy and terrifying.

Emperor Xue Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and after adapting to the dim light, he looked closely and saw that there were many jars of various shapes densely placed below. Those jars were large or small, tall or short, some had rough surfaces, and some were relatively smooth, but without exception, they all exuded a strange and disturbing atmosphere.

Emperor Xue Ye's heart tightened, and he involuntarily took a few steps forward, approaching the jars, with deep doubt and uneasiness in his eyes. He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch one of the jars, but he hesitated and retracted it when he was about to touch it.

"Master, is this the strange altar of the god of war that you mentioned?" Emperor Xue Ye spoke in a low voice with a slight tremor.

The master walked forward, stood beside Emperor Xue Ye, nodded solemnly, and spoke slowly.

"Your Majesty, these are the God of War. They are our last secret weapon."

Emperor Xue Ye frowned and looked at the jars carefully again, trying to find some clues from their appearance.

"Does this really have such miraculous effects as you said? Just through these jars, can ordinary soldiers have strength beyond the Soul Master level?"

The master took a deep breath, looked at Emperor Xue Ye with a firm gaze, and explained.

"Your Majesty, this Weapon God Altar is made through secret methods. As long as an ordinary soldier goes through this special refining process, he can gain powerful strength, and his strength far exceeds the Soul Master level. Moreover, the higher the strength of the soldier himself, the greater the increase in strength after refining the Weapon God Altar, and it can even double."

Emperor Xue Ye listened to the master's explanation, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. He was full of desire for this powerful force that could change the situation of the war, but he also felt deeply uneasy and suspicious about this mysterious and cruel refining method.

After hesitating for a long time, Emperor Xue Ye finally couldn't help but ask.

"Master, how many of these can you train in a year?"

The master lowered his head, pondered for a moment, then raised his head and answered with a firm gaze.

"Your Majesty, with the current conditions and resources, we can train at least tens of thousands of them."