In the Education Committee's office, Qian Renxue—dressed in black—sat opposite Meng Shenji, lifting her teacup and taking a light sip.
At this moment, there was an unexpected hint of nervousness in her heart.
Was this Su Cheng really the same person as her teacher?
Had he also experienced that same dream?
And the choices made within the dream—would they now become the choices he made in reality?
At this point, Qian Renxue instead felt fortunate that she still had the identity of Xue Qinghe.
She wouldn't need to meet Su Cheng in her original appearance. At the very least, she could observe him for a period of time.
Not long after, Su Cheng arrived at the Education Committee together with Ning Rongrong.
The two people inside the room stood up at the same time.
Meng Shenji smiled and said, "Let me introduce you. Su Cheng, this is His Highness the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe. After hearing about you from me, he specially came to meet you, this young genius."
As Ning Fengzhi's nominal disciple, Ning Rongrong already knew Xue Qinghe, so Meng Shenji did not elaborate further.
"Student Su Cheng greets Your Highness the Crown Prince," Su Cheng said with a slight bow, neither servile nor overbearing.
Yet inwardly, he felt a sense of doubt.
Something was off—this Xue Qinghe was also not right.
Although the other party's manners were calm and composed, his gaze gentle as he carefully observed Su Cheng, and there seemed to be nothing wrong on the surface, it was simply too calm, as if covered by a layer of mask.
But Su Cheng's senses were extraordinarily sharp.
From Xue Qinghe, he detected an extremely discordant aura.
Perhaps others wouldn't notice, but Su Cheng was far too familiar with Qian Renxue.
The person before him gave him a feeling of being both familiar and unfamiliar, carrying a faint, elusive chill that made his scalp tingle slightly.
Yet this Xue Qinghe was indeed Qian Renxue in disguise.
The sacred aura of the Angel martial soul was different from the swan martial soul aura of the Heaven Dou royal family.
An ordinary person who had never encountered the Six-Winged Angel martial soul might not be able to tell the difference—but Su Cheng could feel it.
Damn it, what exactly is wrong?!
And Xue Qinghe's attire was also strange.
Given his status, there truly weren't strict clothing requirements in non-important occasions, but being dressed entirely in black was still far too solemn.
In Su Cheng's memory, when Qian Renxue disguised herself as Xue Qinghe, she should always have appeared approachable and gentle.
"No need to be so distant. There's no need to keep calling me Crown Prince either. Su Cheng, you are a young talent—just call me Brother Xue," Xue Qinghe's warm voice rang out as Su Cheng's thoughts raced, carrying a faint hint of a smile.
"Brother… Xue."
Upon hearing Su Cheng's address, Xue Qinghe lifted his teacup to cover his face.
Only after taking a sip did he continue calmly, "I've heard that you broke through the theoretical limit of soul ring age, and that your second soul ring is of the thousand-year level. Might I trouble you to let this elder brother have a look?"
"No problem." Su Cheng had already expected such a request. Besides, so many people had already seen it—it wasn't something to hide.
He immediately summoned his martial soul, and three soul rings quietly circled his body.
Staring closely at the long sword in Su Cheng's hand, Xue Qinghe's eyes narrowed slightly, concealing his emotions.
No one present knew that what she was actually focusing on was not the eye-catching second soul ring.
It was the martial soul itself.
As expected… the Changsheng Sword!
Although it differed from the Changsheng Sword of the past—the material quality had improved significantly, and the attached soul rings were different—she still recognized it at a glance.
Looking at this familiar long sword martial soul, a complex emotion flashed through her eyes.
Then, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly as she softly praised, "A fine martial soul. Fine soul rings."
Su Cheng did not know that at this moment, Meng Shenji was even more astonished.
In recent years, Xue Qinghe's temperament had changed drastically—his actions became domineering and ruthless, rarely showing courtesy to anyone. While this caused many to keep their distance, it also earned him considerable praise.
Meng Shenji had almost believed that the Spirit Hall had changed its overall strategy.
But seeing him again today, the Xue Qinghe before him seemed to have returned to the demeanor he had from several years ago.
For a time, everyone present had complicated feelings—except for Ning Rongrong, who stood beside Su Cheng without noticing anything, casually pouring herself a cup of tea, looking as if she had returned home.
Xue Qinghe glanced at her, his gaze flickering slightly, and smiled. "Why did Rongrong come to the academy by herself today? Where's your teacher?"
"My father wants me to enroll here," Ning Rongrong replied casually after taking a sip of tea.
Hearing this, Meng Shenji was instantly overjoyed.
He had long tried to persuade Ning Fengzhi to send Ning Rongrong to study here—close to home and allowing her to meet more heirs of great sects and noble families. The benefits were numerous.
Unfortunately, Ning Rongrong had always shown little interest.
He hadn't expected her to suddenly change her mind now.
Xue Qinghe raised an eyebrow and asked casually, "Didn't Rongrong always say before that she didn't want to enroll here?"
"I came with my brother."
"Your brother?"
Hearing her answer, Meng Shenji froze slightly, while Xue Qinghe frowned.
"It's Brother Su Cheng. He's acknowledged Sword Grandpa as his master, and Father told us to address each other as siblings from now on."
Steady. Good sister—this was exactly the line we needed.
Su Cheng first felt a surge of joy, then his heart turned cold.
He abruptly looked toward Xue Qinghe.
Killing intent.
Although extremely faint and lasting only an instant, he was absolutely certain he hadn't misjudged it.
Just now, a trace of killing intent had appeared on Xue Qinghe's body.
What was going on—who was she targeting?
First of all, it definitely wasn't Ning Rongrong.
Xue Qinghe, disguised by Qian Renxue, was Ning Fengzhi's nominal disciple. To secure her position as Crown Prince, she needed the support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Moreover, Ning Rongrong had no real conflict of interest with her. On the contrary, Ning Rongrong enrolling in the academy would further bind the relationship between her and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Meng Shenji? That didn't seem right either. Just now, apart from being delighted at Ning Rongrong's enrollment, Meng Shenji hadn't said anything else.
So was it directed at himself?
But that made no sense either. Was it because joining the team might threaten the Spirit Hall Academy's team?
Qian Renxue's relationship with Spirit Hall wasn't that good yet, was it?
Or did she think his ties with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were too close, potentially disrupting her plans?
Everything was in chaos—completely chaotic. This script was nothing like what he had expected.
Xue Qinghe's killing intent vanished in an instant.
Aside from Su Cheng, no one present noticed it—not even Meng Shenji, the Soul Douluo, who was still immersed in the joy of Ning Rongrong enrolling.
At this moment, Xue Qinghe had once again returned to his usual elegant demeanor and praised, "Su Cheng, you truly live up to the title of young genius, to earn the favor of Sword Douluo. As far as I know, that senior's standards are exceptionally high. Even toward me, the Crown Prince, he's always been rather indifferent."
"Your Highness is too kind. To be favored by Sword Douluo, this junior feels unworthy," Su Cheng replied modestly, suppressing the doubts in his heart.
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