Chapter 129: Xue Beng's Fear, Xue Qinghe Appears

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The moment he saw the brown-haired youth, Dai Weisi immediately recognized him—it was none other than Xue Beng, the fourth prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Due to Xue Qinghe's influence, Xue Beng had to pretend to be a pampered and arrogant noble. But in Dai Weisi's eyes, this didn't seem like an act; rather, Xue Beng truly was that kind of person to the core.

Seeing the prince's guards holding spears, about to forcibly take Chen Mo and Chen Xue away, Dai Weisi rushed forward and stepped between them.

"Stop right there!"

Dai Weisi shouted, drawing his Holy Lord Sword and flourishing it in the air, unleashing a dazzling arc of sword light—"A single sword chills fourteen provinces!"

With that one strike, all the guards' spears were instantly and uniformly sliced in half. Like a phantom, Dai Weisi appeared right in front of Chen Mo and Chen Xue.

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Xue, are you two alright?"

"Young master! Thank goodness—you've finally come. We're fine."

Seeing Dai Weisi descend like a god from the heavens, a warm smile spread across Chen Mo's delicate face. She lowered the dagger and the repeating flintlock pistol in her hands.

Had Dai Weisi arrived any later, she would have been forced to kill.

Relieved they were unharmed, Dai Weisi exhaled and asked, "Xiao Mo, how did you two run into this scumbag? Where are Zhu Yun and the others? What about Uncle Li and Dean Lin?"

"Young master, after we left Yuexuan, we split up. We were just strolling around Heaven Dou City when we ran into this guy. Steward Li and Dean Lin are protecting the two young mistresses."

Just earlier, Chen Mo and Chen Xue had been sampling some of Heaven Dou City's local delicacies when they encountered Xue Beng out for a walk.

Drawn by the girls' delicate looks, Xue Beng, driven by lust, decided to take them with him.

Trying to stop him, Chen Mo revealed she was a maid from the Star Luo Imperial Palace, hoping to intimidate him. But instead of backing off, it only aroused his beastly nature—he immediately ordered his armored guards to forcibly seize them.

After learning the full story, Dai Weisi sneered coldly. Is this guy really just pretending?

Calling Xue Beng a "spoiled prince" was an insult to spoiled princes everywhere. Dai Weisi was now certain—this man was nothing but scum, through and through.

"Hey, you little bastard! Who the hell do you think you are? Ignoring me? Do you even know who I am?"

Xue Beng barked arrogantly, puffing up his chest. "Hear my name and be frightened! I am none other than His Highness Xue Beng, the fourth prince of the Heaven Dou Empire! Since you're with these two Star Luo Empire chicks, you must be up to no good too!"

"Seize these spies from the Star Luo Empire! Break the man's limbs and throw him in the dungeon. As for the two pretty ladies... hehehe…"

Xue Beng revealed a perverted grin. "Take them to my room. I'll interrogate them myself tonight—make sure they confess everything! Go!"

At his command, a dozen iron-armored royal guards quickly surrounded the trio. Since their spears had been cut down, they drew their longswords instead. The sunlight reflected off the flashing blades in every direction.

The onlookers saw Xue Beng was serious and fled in every direction, treating him like a plague—desperate to avoid getting involved.

Sweeping his gaze across the encircling guards, Dai Weisi's lips curled into a cold smirk. He spat out four words calmly:

"Bunch of idiots."

"Holy Lord White Tiger, possess!"

Roar—Roar—Roar!

A thunderous tiger's roar erupted as Dai Weisi activated his Martial Soul. In an instant, the oppressive aura of a supreme ruler surged forth, engulfing Xue Beng and his men.

"W-What kind of Martial Soul is this?!"

With a loud thud, Xue Beng collapsed to the ground in terror. Staring at Dai Weisi's Martial Soul, he was overwhelmed with fear. He felt his own soul trembling—no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't summon his own Martial Soul.

What's going on? My Swan Martial Soul seems to be terrified of his!

Seeing Xue Beng frozen in fear, Dai Weisi sneered coldly in his heart. My Holy Lord White Tiger is the supreme ruler of all beasts. Its very aura alone is enough to suppress any beast-type Martial Soul.

Even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and Fire Dragon Martial Souls would hesitate to compete with the Holy Lord White Tiger in terms of dominance—let alone a mere Swan Martial Soul. Dai Weisi truly couldn't understand how the Xue family managed to establish themselves as Heaven Dou royalty with such a weak soul.

Terrified, Xue Beng stumbled backward, frantically pointing at the surrounding guards as he cursed, "You useless idiots! What are you waiting for? Seize him—!"

"Naïve."

Before he could finish his sentence, Dai Weisi launched forward like an arrow, crossing more than ten meters in the blink of an eye. In an instant, he appeared in front of Xue Beng and gripped him by the throat, squeezing lightly.

"So you're the Fourth Prince, huh? I'll give you one chance to rethink your words. Choose them wisely, or I swear—I can snap your neck in a second."

From Dai Weisi's voice, Xue Beng could hear the chilling breath of death. His heart trembled in terror as he stammered, "Y-You dare?! I am the Fourth Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire! If you kill me, you'll never walk out of this city alive!"

"Oh, really? The Star Luo Empire has been looking for an excuse to wage war against the Heaven Dou Empire. If my death serves that purpose, then so be it. What's one life compared to national interest?"

Then, Dai Weisi suddenly transmitted his voice using soul power and said with a cold smile, "After all, you're just a useless prince. But I—I'm the Crown Prince of Star Luo. If I die, the entire Heaven Dou Empire will pay with blood."

He paused briefly, then spoke aloud so everyone around could hear clearly:

"You now have two choices: One, kneel and apologize to my friends. Two... die."

"You... you-you-you—" Xue Beng stuttered in horror, staring at Dai Weisi. From the prince's voice alone, he could sense killing intent. If he refused to apologize, Dai Weisi would truly kill him.

"Tsk tsk... this Crown Prince of Star Luo is rather interesting."

Not far away, in a teahouse overlooking the street, a handsome blond youth with blue eyes watched the situation unfold from a window. From time to time, his cherry lips sipped from a fine cup of red tea.

This youth was none other than Xue Qinghe, Crown Prince of Heaven Dou Empire—and secretly, Qian Renxue, the heir to Spirit Hall.

"That idiot Xue Beng has finally kicked a steel plate. Hmph, hopefully he dies at Dai Weisi's hands—it'd save me the trouble of doing it myself."

Xue Qinghe murmured, taking another delicate sip of tea. His golden eyes remained fixed on Dai Weisi, filled with curiosity.

"Dai Weisi, huh? His Martial Soul isn't the Dai family's Evil-Eyed White Tiger. Could it be a mutated Martial Soul? If so, this one's power is truly remarkable—perhaps even comparable to my own Six-Winged Angel."

"Young master."

An elderly man appeared behind Xue Qinghe. Anyone who observed him closely would recognize that he was a powerhouse at the Soul Douluo level.

Clearly, this was a time before Snake Spear Douluo She Long and Porcupinefish Douluo Ci Xue had taken their places beside Xue Qinghe.

"According to reports from the Martial Soul Temple in Star Luo City, Dai Weisi has already been named the Crown Prince of Star Luo. He is said to possess extraordinary talent. Now that he's here in Heaven Dou… shall we…?"

The old man trailed off and made a throat-slitting gesture—his meaning unmistakable.

(End of Chapter)