Chapter 91 This tea is poisonous!_1

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Evil Moon expressed his confidence with assurance, "Your Holiness, we will surely seize the championship for Martial Soul Hall in this competition!"

Once he and his sister, Hulena, executed their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, all those other elite Soul Masters were nothing more than chickens and dogs!

Winning the championship was merely a matter of convenience.

Bi Bidong pursed her crimson lips and gently said, "You are the Golden Generation of Martial Soul Hall. It is inevitable for you to win the championship, but do not be negligent in the battles."

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After discussing for a while longer, Hulena's face showed concern as she looked at Bi Bidong and asked, "Teacher, is there still no message from Xu Sheng?"

Ever since he left the Martial Soul Hall, he had not sent them any messages, and Hulena feared that he might remain missing.

Hearing Hulena's words, the heads of Evil Moon and Flame dipped slightly...

Bi Bidong blinked her Beautiful Eyes, her emotions inscrutable, "You need not worry about Xu Sheng's affairs; just focus on winning the championship of this competition!"

Hulena quietly responded, "Yes."

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Meanwhile, Xu Sheng, who had departed from Slaughter City, was already outside the imperial palace of the Tiandou Empire.

In a room, Qian Renxue laid on the bed with her eyes closed, resting; a natural smile appeared on her lips. The next moment, she felt a sensation that gradually woke her from her slumber...

Qian Renxue couldn't help but touch her quickening heart, her face slightly flushed as she cursed silently, "Damn it! Why did I dream about that guy again?"

It was that guy who had kissed her forcefully, so why was he the first thing she thought of every time she fell asleep!

However... it had been three years since she met him, and despite sending people to Martial Soul Hall multiple times to inquire about Xu Sheng, they had all returned without success...

A measured knocking sound came from outside the door, "Tap, tap, tap."

The expression on Qian Renxue's face immediately cooled as she said indifferently, "Who is it?"

The man outside replied with caution, "Crown Prince, Your Majesty has requested your presence."

Qian Renxue furrowed her brows, slowly got up from the bed, and replied, "I know!"

Then, she slowly took out a bag of luminescent white powder from her storage bag and clenched it firmly in her hand...

She opened the door and headed towards the imperial palace...

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At the top seat in the imperial palace, Xue Ye's face softened upon seeing his son Xue Qinghe arrive...

He gestured to the seat beside him, "Qinghe, come and sit down."

Xue Qinghe nodded and calmly sat beside Xue Ye...

The former inquired with confusion, "Father, did you need to speak with me?"

Xue Ye nodded with a gentle smile, "Qinghe, you must be aware of my persistent ill health, and the reason I still occupy this seat owes much to your teacher, Ning Fengzhi."

Just as Xue Qinghe was about to speak...

He was interrupted by Xue Ye, "So I think, you now possess greater leadership capabilities than I, and you are more than capable of filling my position."

Xue Qinghe offered a slight smile, "Father, what are you saying? The Tian Dou Empire naturally needs your guidance more."

If Xue Ye were to let him take over his position earlier, it could perhaps spare him from death...

However, the next second, Xue Ye added, "Of course, my body should hold out for a few more months. During this period, think about how to make the Tian Dou Empire even more powerful after you inherit my position!"

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"Indeed!"

Subsequently, under Xue Ye's gratified gaze, Xue Qinghe rolled up his sleeves and brewed two cups of tea for both Xue Ye and himself. Within his tea-making technique was a blind spot that Xue Ye couldn't see.

Xue Qinghe placed the two cups of tea on the table and said respectfully, "Father, please."

Xue Ye scanned the two steaming, scalding cups of tea before him and slowly reached for one...

But he merely set the teacup before him without immediately tasting it...

This act caused Xue Qinghe's eyes to narrow slightly...

Both cups of tea were poisoned with a strong but slow-acting poison. After drinking, it would take at least three days for the victim's heart to fail and result in death.

Of course, she had already taken the antidote in advance, so that Xue Ye would drink without any hesitation...

Xue Qinghe lifted the cup and took a quiet sip, smiling, "Father? Is the tea not to your liking?"

Xue Ye's gaze moved to the door, "It's not that, but..."

As both looked towards the door, a voice came from outside, "Your Majesty Xue Ye, Prince Xue Xing requests an audience!"

Then, the door was slowly opened, and a middle-aged man with a full white beard entered, followed closely by a man in dark green attire. Wherever he went, it seemed as if even the air became tainted.

The visitors were none other than Prince Xue Xing and Poison Douluo, Du Gu Bo, behind him!

The latter, though likely the weakest among the Titled Douluo in combat ability, was feared by everyone due to his terrifying mastery of poisons.

Especially with the release of his ninth soul skill, he could easily take the lives of hundreds of thousands of people! That was the true horror of his power!

Upon seeing Du Gu Bo, Xue Qinghe's gaze sharply intensified...

This Du Gu Bo was a poison-expert Titled Douluo! If he sensed anything amiss...

She might not only reveal her identity but also be in mortal danger!

Upon seeing Xue Xing, a few traces of displeasure appeared in Xue Ye's eyes, "Oh? What brings Prince Xue Xing to me today?"

Prince Xue Xing gave a few embarrassed chuckles, "Your Majesty Xue Ye, what are you saying? Can't I come for a visit?"

Xue Ye gave an imperceptible cold "hmph" and motioned to a seat nearby, "Take a seat."

Even he did not have a good impression of this Prince Xue Xing. However, the prince was extraordinarily indulgent towards his own fourth son, Xue Beng.

And since his favorite among the princes was Xue Qinghe, followed by Xue Beng, naturally, he could not voice his dissatisfaction openly.

Xue Xing sat down unhesitantly, and Du Gu Bo just stood behind him.

Under such circumstances, Xue Qinghe was unsure whether to brew tea for him...

As soon as Xue Xing sat down, he smiled at Xue Qinghe, "Crown Prince, I've heard of your insight on tea. May I have the honor of tasting it today?"

Xue Qinghe tightened her thin lips and said with a gentle smile, "With Prince Xue Xing's status, of course, you may."

She then slowly brewed a cup of tea and gently handed it to Xue Xing...

Xue Ye watched his actions expressionlessly, perhaps the reason for his dislike of Xue Xing.

The latter, as if not sensing anything, silently lifted the teacup, sniffed at it, and the overwhelming fragrance tempted him...

Just as he was about to drink, Du Gu Bo's eyes flashed green, and he abruptly grabbed the cup before him...

"This tea is poisoned!"

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