novelraw Chapter 237 Huo Yuhao Enters the Heavenly Battle, a Joyful Little Angel
Chapter 237 Huo Yuhao Enters the Heavenly Battle, a Joyful Little Angel
Chapter 237 Huo Yuhao Enters the Heavenly Battle, a Joyful Little Angel
Huo Yuhao's carriage moved slowly forward in the early morning light, the sound of the wheels rolling and the horses' hooves creating a melodious journey.
After a day and a night of travel, the carriage finally slowly made its way to the city gate of the Heavenly Dou Empire just as the sun was rising above the horizon the next day.
Tian Dou City, as the heart of the Tian Dou Empire, is not only the political center but also the cultural and economic hub. Its prosperity and importance are unmatched in the entire empire.
The city walls of Tiandou City soar into the clouds, and the solid stone walls are etched with the marks of time, each stone seemingly telling the story of the vicissitudes of history.
The towering gate towers above the city gates stood majestic and imposing, guards clad in gleaming armor, spears in hand, their eyes sharp and watchful as they vigilantly observed every traveler entering and leaving. An invisible aura of authority emanated from this ancient city, inspiring awe in all who beheld it.
"Crunch..."
The carriage door slowly opened, and Huo Yuhao cautiously peeked out. His gaze passed through the crowd and settled on the majestic city wall.
Huo Yuhao couldn't help but sigh. The defensive layout of Tiandou City had indeed reached an extremely high level. Clearly, the nobles of the Tiandou Empire had not overlooked the importance of the city walls. They knew that once the city walls were breached, the entire city and even the empire would face a huge crisis.
Zhu Zhuqing was equally captivated by the scene before her. Her eyes sparkled with the curious light unique to cats, filled with a desire to explore this ancient and magnificent city.
The stationed soldiers, sharp-eyed and alert, were constantly on guard for any movement around them. Suddenly, their gaze was drawn to a carriage slowly approaching from afar.
This carriage was not only luxuriously decorated, but its iconic insignia gleamed in the sunlight, making it instantly recognizable as the exclusive carriage of the Spirit Hall. The garrison soldiers knew that anyone who could ride in such a carriage was no ordinary person.
After all, the two carriages in front of them were simply too luxurious. The carriages were inlaid with various gems, which shone with a dazzling light in the sunlight. Each gem was priceless, highlighting the noble status of the carriage owner.
The two horses pulling the carriage were even more precious; their coats were as smooth as satin, and their gait was strong and powerful, clearly indicating that they were carefully selected and trained steeds.
Such horses are almost impossible to find on the market; their very existence is a symbol of wealth and status.
The garrison of the Heavenly Dou Empire's city walls estimated that even the coachman was no ordinary person.
After all, his aura was simply too strong, so strong that even these Soul Master level experts felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Therefore, the garrison dared not be negligent in the slightest, as they knew that the person in the car must be someone of great importance.
They sprang into action; some immediately notified their superiors, while others hurried down from the city wall to prepare to welcome the arriving dignitaries.
They knew that such an important figure's arrival in Tiandou City must have something special to do.
Just as the soldiers of the Heavenly Dou Empire went to greet Huo Yuhao and his group, at the same time, undercurrents surged within Heavenly Dou City.
The various factions within the city began to stir.
The entire Tiandou City seemed to be shrouded in an invisible force, and everyone was preparing for the impending changes.
In the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace, at the Crown Prince's residence, the morning sunlight streamed through the carved window frames and fell upon Qian Renxue's bed.
She stretched and opened her eyes groggily, as if still immersed in last night's dream.
Since she secretly replaced all the guards and maids with her own trusted confidants, Qian Renxue no longer needed to pretend to be Xue Qinghe.
She could finally shed that heavy pretense and enjoy being herself again—the ease and freedom of a sweet and soft little princess.
After all, pretending to be someone else, no matter how perfect, is always exhausting.
Just as Qian Renxue was arranging for her maid to wash up, she suddenly sensed a very familiar aura.
This aura seemed to come from the distant past, carrying a hint of nostalgia and warmth. The moment she sensed it, Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes widened instantly, her expression momentarily surprised, as if she were unexpectedly delighted.
Then, a joyful smile bloomed on her face, and even Qian Renxue's eyes lit up, as if she were overjoyed at a long-awaited reunion.
"Quickly, get me washed up right now, and also, prepare the car immediately!"
She eagerly gave instructions to the maid beside her, her voice filled with anticipation and excitement.
The maids immediately busied themselves, some bringing warm water, others bringing exquisite toiletries, and still others preparing her favorite clothes. The entire Crown Prince's residence became lively because of her order.
Deep within the imperial palace of the Heavenly Dou Empire lies a mysterious and sacred place.
This place is a forbidden area of the entire empire, surrounded by strict guards and numerous legal mechanisms.
It is said that this is the stabilizing force of the Heavenly Dou Empire, and the place where the Swan Ancestor Xue Qian went into seclusion to cultivate.
Xue Qian, this legendary figure, is said to be a level 98 Super Douluo, and to the Heaven Dou Empire, he is like a guardian deity.
However, despite the widespread legends surrounding him, no one has ever actually seen this ancestor.
His existence may just be a legend, or perhaps this swan ancestor has already perished.
However, the royal family members of the Heaven Dou Empire firmly believed that once the Heaven Dou Empire faced a true life-or-death crisis, this Swan Ancestor would definitely break through his seclusion and emerge.
Deep within this mysterious and forbidden place, in a dark basement, an old man suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes revealed a profound light, as if they could see through everything in the world.
This old man was none other than Swan Ancestor Xue Qian. Although his face was marked by the passage of time, his eyes remained as sharp as ever.
His white hair fell like silver threads, and he wore an ancient-style robe, making him appear both solemn and mysterious.
Then, Old Ancestor Xueqian slowly opened his somewhat chapped lips, seemingly talking to himself, "Such a powerful aura. This aura has definitely reached level ninety-seven, or even ninety-eight. However, this aura is so unfamiliar. I wonder who has broken through to such a realm?"
His voice carried a hint of surprise, and a hint of anticipation. His voice echoed in the empty basement, as if it could penetrate the walls and reach the entire palace.
Over the years, although Patriarch Xueqian had been in seclusion for cultivation, he was not entirely unaware of the changes in the outside world.
Every ten years, he would emerge from seclusion to learn about world affairs.
He knew that the world was constantly changing, and he needed to continuously improve himself to cope with potential crises.
He collected information through various channels, from royal secrets to rumors in the martial arts world, and paid attention to everything.
He knew every corner of the empire, the movements of every important figure, and the lurking crises.
There's another Super Douluo at level 98! There wasn't one when I came out of seclusion eight years ago, but now there's suddenly another one.
Old Ancestor Xueqian felt that he had missed many important events in just eight years.
He realized that the world was undergoing tremendous changes, and that he needed to re-examine it.
He began to ponder what had happened during his years of seclusion, and what kind of power had allowed a level 98 Douluo to rise quietly.
"It seems I'll have to emerge from seclusion early this time to see how the world has changed."
In the luxurious bedroom of Prince Xue Beng's residence, the morning sunlight shone through the heavy curtains, illuminating the face of the Fourth Prince, Xue Beng.
Two beautiful young girls lay beside him, their long hair scattered on the pillow, traces of tears still remaining in the corners of their eyes, and their bodies covered with bruises, revealing the painful experience of the previous night.
These two young girls, once as beautiful as flowers, suffered unspeakable torment last night. Their faces were filled with fear and helplessness, and they curled up in their warm blankets, seemingly seeking a sense of security.
Suddenly, a loud crash shattered the silence of the room. The door was kicked open with tremendous force, the sound shaking the entire room. Avalanche was jolted awake by the commotion; his sweet dream had been ruthlessly interrupted. "Who is it? How dare they disturb my sleep? Do they want to die?" Avalanche sat up angrily, his voice filled with rage and discontent. He glanced around, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
For Avalanche, nothing was more unbearable than being disturbed in his sleep. He was usually extremely sensitive to such things, and now this intruder had undoubtedly crossed his line.
"What time is it? Still sleeping, you brat! Get up now!"
A stern voice came from outside the door, interrupting Avalanche's roar. Upon hearing this voice, Avalanche's previously angry eyes suddenly became much clearer, and he immediately jumped out of bed and straightened his disheveled robe.
It turned out that the person standing at the door was none other than his own uncle, Prince Xuexing.
Prince Xuexing was a robust man with a stern face, his eyes revealing an undeniable authority. He wore a magnificent court robe and a golden crown, clearly having just arrived from the court.
Avalanche held his uncle in deep awe, for Prince Snowstar was not only his elder but also his political mentor and protector.
Prince Xuexing entered the room, his gaze sweeping over the two girls on the bed. His brow furrowed, clearly displeased with the scene before him. He turned to Xue Beng and said sternly, "Look at the time! Still indulging in pleasure here? I told you to pretend to be a playboy in front of others, not to actually become one."
"Uncle, why are you here?"
"I think you're still half asleep. Why would I come here so early if it weren't for something important?"
Xuexing's face showed a hint of impatience. He waved his hand, signaling his attendants to quickly prepare clothes for the avalanche.
As Xue Beng put on his clothes, he anxiously asked, "Uncle, what happened? Please tell me quickly so I can prepare in advance."
Although Avalanche was a spoiled prince, he was not stupid. He could sense the urgency and importance of the matter.
After all, her uncle was always a steady person who cared a lot about his image. He wouldn't kick open her door unless it was something really serious.
"The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall has arrived! The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, Huo Yuhao!"
Upon hearing Xuexing's words, Xue Beng's eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets.
Xue Beng, as a prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, naturally knew about this Holy Son of the Spirit Hall.
This was someone on par with the Grand Elder and the Pope of the Spirit Hall, one of the most powerful people in the entire history of the Spirit Hall. Huo Yuhao's fame had already spread throughout the entire continent.
Compared to the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, he, the Fourth Prince whose life was in imminent danger, was like a nag compared to a phoenix, or a crow compared to a unicorn. Xue Beng knew that his status was far inferior to Huo Yuhao's, and a strange sense of inferiority welled up in his heart.
Moreover, setting aside power and influence, the various legends surrounding the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall made Xue Beng realize the diversity of geniuses in this world. It is said that Huo Yuhao not only has astonishing talent in spirit cultivation, but he also invented the spirit tools that are currently causing a great stir.
A thought immediately flashed through Xue Beng's mind, and he asked with a hint of disbelief, "Uncle, do you mean we're going to make contact with some Holy Son?"
Upon hearing Xue Beng's words, Xue Xing's face showed a satisfied smile. He nodded and answered affirmatively, "Hmm, not too stupid. The reason I'm in such a hurry to take you there is to get to know Huo Yuhao before Xue Qinghe."
However, a deep struggle was evident on Xue Beng's face. He knew that Huo Yuhao, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, was far stronger than himself and his uncle. He worriedly voiced his concerns: "But, Uncle, the Spirit Hall is ambitious. If we contact the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, wouldn't that be like asking a tiger for its skin?"
Xue Beng was filled with inner conflict. He was certain that Huo Yuhao was far superior to him and his uncle in both wisdom and strength. To associate with such a person was like playing with fire—extremely risky.
Xuexing smiled slightly as she looked at Xue Beng's struggling expression, seemingly having anticipated his worries: "It seems you have indeed improved over the years. But do you think I can't think of what you can think of?"
Xue Beng was completely confused by his uncle's words. He asked in bewilderment, "Uncle, since you know this, why do you still say it? Is there something you're relying on?"
Xue Xing stared intently at Xue Beng, her tone tinged with seriousness and expectation: "Xue Beng, remember this: the Spirit Hall's wolfish ambitions are something you should consider after you become emperor. Right now, you only need to consider one thing: how to become the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire!"