Chapter 250: The Departed Martial Soul Hall, The Reborn Thunder Emperor City_1

(Brothers, let's continue with the Soul Land storyline. No more laying the groundwork, let's get straight to the point, playing for real.)

Time flies.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye.

Now, Spirit City has been fully repaired.

It's just that the Spirit City of today is very different from before.

No.

To be precise, Spirit City can no longer be called Spirit City.

The once Holy Land for Soul Masters is now just a part of the newly built city, the inner city.

On its outer side, an even vaster city sprawls.

Encompassing hundreds of miles.

This feat was achieved only by harnessing the power of the entire Douluo Continent. In the past, no single power could have achieved this step.

It's worth mentioning that whether it's the newly built outer city or the former Spirit City, on the city gate plaque, written in bold silver on iron, are three large characters: Thunder Emperor City!

In memory of that young man who turned the tide at a critical moment and saved the entire Douluo Continent.

And the headquarters of the Douluo Federation is located in Thunder Emperor City.

According to the plans of those big shots with decision-making power within the federation, the inner layer remains unchanged, just like before, as a Holy Land for Soul Masters.

The outer layer is for the common people to live.

For such a large city, accommodating millions of people is no issue whatsoever.

As for the area surrounding Thunder Emperor City, it's also quite extraordinary.

The mountain range to the south of Thunder Emperor City is where the Seven Treasures Glaze Sect has begun anew.

To the north, the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Clan has migrated here with the entire clan.

To the east, the forces and Soul Master Families from the Tiandou Empire reside.

The west belongs to the Xingluo Empire, aligning many of its dependencies.

Today, Thunder Emperor City is like the moon surrounded by stars.

The Douluo Continent has never been so united before.

It's believed that before long, everyone will recover from the catastrophic changes and create a better world.

As for the former Martial Soul Hall, they chose not to claim any land.

Grand Worshipper Qian Daoliu even announced that he plans to make a significant declaration at the first federation conference in three days.

...

Meanwhile.

Thunder Emperor City, inner city.

In the square where the Pope Hall once stood, a massive statue has been erected, at least twenty or thirty meters tall.

The person carved is handsome and dashing, with sword-shaped brows and starry eyes, unparalleled in elegance.

Below the statue stands a slender figure in a golden long dress.

Her figure is graceful, her skin is fairer than snow, and her face is exceedingly beautiful, brimming with heroic spirit. However, her lovely eyes are filled with complex emotions.

There's reminiscence, sighs, longing... and finally, all these expressions conglomerate into reproach.

"Stinky Qin Xiao, you've really gone too far."

"You left for such a long time without even saying goodbye to me."

"What do you take me for, do I even have a place in your heart!"

"Do you dislike me, Qian Renxue, that much?"

"It's excessive, truly too excessive."

Seeing that there was no one around, she couldn't hold it back any longer, stamping her foot in anger.

After cursing for a while and still feeling unreleased, she strode over to the statue of Qin Xiao and kicked it repeatedly.

She was completely venting on the statue as if it was Qin Xiao himself.

"Hehehe."

"Is this the same revered and wise monarch of the Tiandou Empire, known as Emperor Qinghe?"

"I think she's just a little woman full of grievances."

At this moment, laughter came from behind her.

Upon hearing it, Qian Renxue's body stiffened as if struck by a freezing spell.

No one could see the color draining from her face, revealing her embarrassment.

I, the great Emperor Qinghe, so dignified and severe, if someone were to spread this scene, how could I live it down?

Do I not care about my public image?

Qian Renxue's mind was racing.

Even though her identity was revealed by that comment, she wasn't at all flustered.

She knew the person by the sound of his voice.

Anyone in the world might harm her, but the man speaking would not.

"Little Xue, you don't plan to kill your grandfather to silence him, do you?"

As the voice ended, the figure of Qiandaoliu emerged from the shadows.

Seeing that Qian Renxue did not turn around for quite some time, he teased her.

"Grandfather..." Finally, Qian Renxue calmed down, then turned around and called out somewhat coyly.

It was only in front of Qiandaoliu that she would truly let down her guard and show the demeanor of a young girl.

Glancing at the pits Qian Renxue had kicked into the statue, Qiandaoliu clicked his tongue, "Tsk tsk tsk. Look at those few kicks you gave, it will take at least three golden soul coins to repair."

"If you have something to say, say it to the lad. The statue didn't provoke or offend anyone, why take it out on him?"

Upon hearing Qiandaoliu's words, Qian Renxue's anger flared up instantly, "You think I don't want to? He better hope I don't see him. Otherwise, I'll just like this... like this... like this..."

As she spoke, she threw punches at the air, as if Qin Xiao's figure had already appeared in front of her.

"Alright, alright." Qian Daoliu waved his hand to interrupt Qian Renxue's gesture, pouring cold water without hesitation, "Are you sure you can really hurt Qin Xiao with your 'like this... like this... like this'? Remember, he's already ascended to godhood, at least a Level One God. Not just you, even if you and I teamed up, we'd be no match for him."

Qian Renxue: "..."

I'm aware of Qin Xiao's cultivation level, can't I fantasize about winning even if I can't beat him?

Qiandaoliu seemed to read Qian Renxue's thoughts, "If your cultivation level isn't enough, work hard to improve it. Everyone must have dreams; what if one day they come true?"

Upon hearing this, the anger on Qian Renxue's face lessened quite a bit, replaced by a bitter expression, "Grandfather, if you were talking about someone else, I'd still be confident in trying to catch up and perhaps realize my dreams. But as for Qin Xiao, I might as well give up..."