Douluo Continent: Ultimate Sea God Dragon, Inheriting Two Godhoods

"Just today?"

"Today."

As the palace maids changed and dressed her, Ouyang Ling felt like a clothes hanger being manipulated at will.

He was about to enter the palace, and there were many tedious formalities waiting for him, which gave him a headache just thinking about it.

"I'm back just in time..."

The murmurs were quite loud, just enough for Qian Renxue, who was already disguised as Xue Qinghe, to hear. A slight smile played on her lips; she seemed to be in a good mood.

"Yes, you've hit the jackpot."

Not afraid of being overheard by the palace maids, she said, "Soon you will be able to meet the leader of the second largest sect in the world, as well as the emperor of the empire. This is a rare honor."

"Heh—is that so?"

As Ouyang Ling flashed his crescent-shaped eyes, he felt a slight discomfort and instinctively tried to loosen his collar, but was stopped by the palace maid who was serving him, "Lord Ouyang..."

A soft call left him feeling helpless. He couldn't very well let these palace maids be punished, could he?

So he could only endure the discomfort in his neck and try to distract himself by talking about things.

"Brother Xue, why did you have to bring me along? Isn't this because you're going to become my apprentice?"

Even knowing that Ouyang Ling was just making conversation, Qian Renxue was happy to reply, "Who told you to be such a dazzling genius soul master? You know, quite a few people are very curious about you."

"Is that so..."

Time passed slowly as they chatted about trivial matters. Only after all the palace maids had left the room, leaving only Ouyang Ling and Qian Renxue, did the atmosphere inside change.

"Changing clothes is such a hassle."

Ouyang Ling wanted to pull her away, but didn't. She just looked at Qian Renxue with a resentful gaze, who was smiling and teasing.

"I'm not participating next time."

"That's not up to you. Who told you to be best buddies with the Crown Prince? We're in cahoots." Qian Renxue stepped forward, giving him the final touches on his hair. After looking him up and down, she said with a hint of pride, "My brother is so handsome!"

"That's right."

Ouyang Ling accepted the praise without a second thought, then quickly suppressed her smile and put on a serious expression.

"Sister Xue'er, Emperor Xueye made you become Ning Fengzhi's disciple in order to help you gain the support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and then completely pull the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School onto the Heaven Dou Empire's ship?"

It appears to be a question, but the tone is actually quite certain.

"He does have that idea."

Qian Renxue leaned closer to the mirror, gave Xue Qinghe a disapproving look at his appearance, and continued:

"Also, it was because of the Fallen Ones that Xueye realized the crisis, so she accelerated the process. Besides, Ning Fengzhi was happy to do so as well." As she spoke, she revealed a contemptuous smile.

"He's a smart man; he's afraid of the Spirit Hall."

"That's perfect."

Ouyang Ling's words were ambiguous, yet Qian Renxue nodded. Clearly, she understood the meaning of those three words.

The fear of the Spirit Hall is understandable; it stems from the worry that the Spirit Hall's dominance would allow it to seize control of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's interests. Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader, while possessing a businessman's sensibilities, is more like a politician. Regardless, such a person will weigh the pros and cons for personal gain. So, who is the easiest to win over?

They're just that kind of people.

"I do indeed need the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's assistance." A glint of ambition flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes.

"Whether it's the power of Soul Masters or the wealth of money, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is a rich treasure trove. Since Ning Fengzhi intends to place such a huge bet on me, then he can forget about getting off halfway."

Ouyang Ling nodded and pointed out:

"It's simply a matter of each getting what they need."

In the original timeline, Ning Fengzhi's actions were actually understandable. A sect is just a sect; once you reach the level of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, further advancement becomes extremely difficult. Furthermore, with the Spirit Hall lurking like a tiger at his side, he could only seek the empire's protection. Unfortunately, the crown prince never ascended the throne; he was a fake, forcing Ning Fengzhi to place all his hopes on Tang San.

Yes, the point isn't that the crown prince is fake.

Rather, it was because the crown prince did not ascend the throne and become emperor.

As he thought this, Qian Renxue's voice rang out softly, "Yes, each gets what they need."

……

Not long after, inside the Heavenly Dou Palace, Qian Renxue took Ouyang Ling to meet Emperor Xueye.

As they stepped into the hall, Ouyang Ling felt three pairs of eyes turn toward him one after another.

One is appreciative yet authoritative, another is gentle yet scrutinizing, and yet another is indifferent yet sharp.

Only the last dish sent chills down my spine.

Ouyang Ling felt that he was about to be seen through.

Furthermore, why use such an unreliable method as mental scanning?

Inside the hall, at the head of the procession was Xue Ye, the emperor of the Heavenly Dou Empire, dressed in a crimson-gold robe. Below him stood a refined and gentle middle-aged man, with an elderly man in white standing behind him.

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Chenxin.

Two names flashed through Ouyang Ling's mind.

However, he remained outwardly calm, simply following closely behind Qian Renxue as she bowed and called out, "Baron Ouyang greets Your Majesty and Sect Leader Ning."

"Rise."

Emperor Xueye spoke, and Ning Fengzhi smiled but nodded without saying a word. Only Chen Xin's gaze remained unchanged.

"Baron Ouyang is indeed a handsome and talented man."

Seemingly in no hurry to become an apprentice, Emperor Xueye instead took an interest in Ouyang Ling. "I've heard the Crown Prince mention you; you've already broken through to level 25 at only eight years old. It seems that heroes truly emerge from among the young."

Ouyang Ling was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Your Highness is too kind."

Emperor Xueye smiled and looked at Ning Fengzhi, "Sect Master Ning must have met quite a few young Soul Masters. What are your thoughts?"

"Of course, she is exceptionally talented."

Ning Fengzhi was generous with his praise.

"Such a genius Soul Master is rare in this world. It won't be difficult for him to break through to the Title Douluo level in the future. His Highness the Crown Prince has excellent judgment."

"Hahaha--"

With no one else present, Emperor Xueye couldn't help but chuckle with a touch of smugness upon hearing Ning Fengzhi's speech.

It's a great thing that the Crown Prince has such good judgment!

A future Title Douluo is the future guardian of the Heaven Dou Empire, capable of protecting the next three generations of emperors and ensuring the safety of the royal family.

"Sect Leader Ning is right."

After praising Ouyang Ling, Emperor Xueye beckoned to Qian Renxue, "Sect Leader Ning, although my judgment as the Crown Prince is indeed excellent, he will still need your help to truly grow. Come, Crown Prince, greet your teacher."

Qian Renxue walked up to Ning Fengzhi and bowed without hesitation. "Qinghe greets Teacher."

Ning Fengzhi stood up and smiled slightly.

"Your Highness, there's no need for such formalities."

As a proper ceremony for the Crown Prince to formally become his teacher, it would require the joint witnessing of court officials and several noble families, and would certainly not be done so hastily. This meeting and bowing was merely a formality.

After some discussion, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo did not linger and soon bid farewell to Emperor Xueye.

After they left the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace,

"Uncle Jian, what do you think?"

Chen Xin's eyes were very serious.

"Sect Master, that child is an undisputed genius. He's already... level 34."

Chen Xin paused slightly as he said this.

There was no way around it, the pressure was just too much!

"Level 34!?"

Ning Fengzhi stopped in his tracks, his face showing shock.

"He's only 9 years old!"

In just one year, I've already leveled up 9 times!?

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi's expression had become serious.

What does it mean to have 9 levels in one year?

In his view, it was absolutely impossible!

Because if a Soul Master wants to improve their cultivation, they must proceed steadily. If they are too hasty, they may be in danger of losing their life.

Coincidentally, there are evil cultivation methods in the world of Soul Masters, which involve sacrificing one's own life to gain faster strength, or... becoming a fallen Soul Master!

"Uncle Jian, he..."

Ning Fengzhi's thoughts had drifted to the almost unrelated matter of the avalanche being attacked by the Fallen.

If the boy named "Ouyang Ling" was practicing evil cultivation methods, does that mean that there is indeed one or more degenerates behind his disciple?

However, at that moment, "Sect Leader."

Chen Xin shook his head at this moment, "When I sensed his cultivation level, I used my spiritual power to examine his entire being, and there was nothing wrong with it. That young man has a solid foundation, condensed soul power, and his aura is also righteous and pure. He definitely did not adopt any evil cultivation methods."

That's fine.

Chen Xin's judgment relieved Ning Fengzhi. But then, he couldn't help but sigh.

"I never imagined there really were such monstrous Soul Masters!"

Nine years old, level 34!

It's like he's cheating!

After a moment of silence, Chen Xin spoke, "Perhaps that young man will be the next peerless one after those three invincible ones, and in the future he will be able to suppress an era."

Ning Fengzhi's heart stirred.

He naturally knew what "peerless" meant.

"Uncle Jian, how likely do you think it is?"

"It's hard to say, but he has the best chance."

Chen Xin couldn't guarantee it, because breaking through to the peerless realm required more than just talent in soul power cultivation. The most important thing was the understanding and comprehension of one's martial soul.

"I see..."

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment, then a thought began to form in his mind.

"Then what do you think about marrying Rongrong to him?"

"What!?"

Chen Xin's expression darkened, but it wasn't too bad.

"Fengzhi, what do you mean?"

"Uncle Jian, don't worry."

Ning Fengzhi looked helpless.

Honestly, when they're in a good mood they call someone "Sect Leader," but when they're in a bad mood they call someone "Charm."

After calming Sword Douluo down, he explained, "I originally intended to marry Rongrong to Xue Qinghe. However, the Crown Prince and Rongrong are far too different, and besides, my feelings for her weren't particularly strong to begin with. Now, isn't that young man named Ouyang Ling a better candidate?"

Chen Xin's expression shifted, and she couldn't help but feel somewhat troubled.

Is he a good candidate?

Of course it's good.

Because his beloved Rongrong is the candidate for the next sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she must be a Battle Soul Master.

So in this era, is there anyone more outstanding than "Ouyang Ling"?

It's almost impossible.

For a moment, Chen Xin remained silent.

He both agreed and disagreed.

"Fengzhi, no matter what, Rongrong has to like this person herself. I won't express my opinion, but the old man has to agree first."

Ning Fengzhi chuckled softly, "Alright, alright..."

Having said that, he looked ahead.

He could tell that Ouyang Ling and Xue Qinghe had a very good relationship. If he could get Ouyang Ling onto the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's side, then the relationship between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heaven Dou Royal Family would be further strengthened.

But the problem is...

There is also a little princess in the royal family.

Does this mean two women will share one husband?

……

at the same time,

Inside the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace, Ouyang Ling had already left, but Qian Renxue was left behind by Emperor Xueye.

"Father."

"Qinghe."

At this moment, Emperor Xueye spoke frankly:

"What is your relationship with that Baron Ouyang?"

Why are you asking this?

Qian Renxue's heart stirred slightly, and she said:

"As close as brothers."

"Is that so?"

Emperor Xueye remained noncommittal, saying, "Although you are as close as brothers, you are ultimately not blood brothers."

Qian Renxue sensed something was wrong: "..."

What exactly is this old emperor trying to say?

The very next second, Emperor Xueye revealed his true purpose: "Qinghe, I think Ke'er's age isn't much different from that Baron Ouyang's. What do you think, how about we betroth Ke'er to him and make him a prince of my Heavenly Dou Empire?"

Qian Renxue: "..."

You old bastard! How dare you steal from my house!

Suppressing his anger, he feigned a concern for Xue Ke, saying, "Father, Ke Ke is still too young. Isn't it a bit premature to say these things now?"

"Hehe, it's getting late."

Emperor Xueye stroked his beard gently, "While you're young, cultivate your relationship. After all, childhood sweethearts are always more reliable."

Qian Renxue: "..."

I will endure!

Forcing a smile, she said, "But Father, Keke is still too young and doesn't understand things, while Xiaoling is very precocious. If they spend too much time together, Xiaoling might start treating Keke like a younger sister. Then what about the future betrothal..."

At this point, Qian Renxue stopped talking.

Because if it really comes to that point, and Ouyang Ling refuses, then the Heavenly Dou Royal Family cannot force him.

Emperor Xueye naturally understood.

He looked thoughtful: Indeed, that would be difficult.

"Qinghe, what do you think we should do?"

Qian Renxue pretended to think about it seriously for a moment, and suggested, "With Xiao Ling's age and strength, he should be able to represent the Heaven Dou Royal Academy in the Soul Master Competition at the age of 16, and has a great chance of winning the championship."

"If all else fails, he can still compete when he's 21, at which point he'll be invincible. Or we can wait until he wins glory for the empire and then betroth Coco to him. That way, there won't be any rumors. Father, what do you think?"

The Snow Night Emperor was easily swayed and, upon hearing this, thought it made sense.

"In that case, let's arrange it this way."

"Yes."

Qian Renxue lowered her head, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes. Just you wait, you won't live to see that day!

Still 21?

hehe--

I'll spare your life for at most seven years!