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Perhaps if you have this thought on the first day of the snowy night, you'll fall off the throne the next day.
The Xue family is not like the Xingluo Dai family; they do not have the powerful White Tiger Martial Soul, nor do they have a Martial Soul Fusion Technique that has been passed down for thousands of years.
For the sake of the Spirit Hall's long-standing plan to seize the country, she had no choice but to endure all of this and turn a blind eye to all the evil.
Over the years, without even realizing it, she had become accustomed to ignoring those evils.
However, looking at the much younger man in front of her, Qian Renxue felt that perhaps she could change things.
Perhaps with his help, she can be herself again.
She can turn everything around!
"Young man, you're right, it's time for some things to change!"
Qian Renxue recovered from her silence, and after some reflection, her golden eyes shone even brighter than before.
Looking at the spirited Qian Renxue in front of him, Mu Ci's serious expression disappeared, and he smiled from the bottom of his heart.
"Sister Xue, if you continue down this path, you might even become a god."
Hearing Mu Ci tease her like that, Qian Renxue couldn't help but chuckle, giving him a sidelong glance with her golden phoenix eyes.
“Little brother, didn’t your grandmother and Spirit Douluo tell you that my Qian family has a god ancestor to worship?”
"And I am the only descendant in thousands of years who has been blessed by the Divine Ancestor, and I am qualified to inherit the Divine Ancestor's divine position."
As Qian Renxue spoke, she slightly raised her snow-white chin, appearing quite proud.
Mu Ci was not surprised by Qian Renxue's answer; he knew, of course, that she could inherit the angelic position by following the proper procedures.
But Mu Ci still had different ideas.
"Sister Xue, are you only content with inheriting the position of the God Ancestor?"
"Ten thousand years ago, the angel god cleansed the darkness on the continent and ascended to godhood amidst the cheers of the people."
"And Sister Xue, as a descendant of the Angel God, don't you want to sweep across the continent again like your ancestors?"
"Use principles and justice as your sharpest weapons."
"Let the light of the six-winged angels shine once again on every corner of the Douluo Continent."
"Use the angelic sword and holy fire to judge once again the deeper darkness and sin on the continent."
Mu Ci's words were like a devil's seduction, deeply touching Qian Renxue's heart.
"You will surpass the God Ancestor without needing to inherit his legacy!"
Chapter 64 The Turmoil of Martial Soul Mutation
Tian Dou City, Dugu Mansion.
Mu Ci and Qian Renxue discussed for a long time at the Crown Prince's residence.
No matter how bright the future Mu Ci envisions, they now need to take each step steadily and practically.
Going to the palace to meet Emperor Xueye was the beginning of the overthrow of the empire.
In fact, Mu Ci's idea of becoming a god, which he told Qian Renxue at the end, was not just a casual remark; he had considered the feasibility of it.
When the first Angel God became a god, how many people were there in the Douluo Continent?
Under the checks and balances of the Spirit Hall, after thousands of years of development, the current population is at least ten times that of that time.
The faith generated by so many people, even if it's only a fraction of it, is enough to create another first-level deity.
When the time comes, the positions of the angel and the god will be combined. I dare not say he will become a god-king, but he will definitely become a quasi-god-king.
Given the deep-seated hatred between Mu Ci and the Haotian Sect, the sect's destruction was inevitable.
This means that he will inevitably have to confront Tang Hao. Following this logic, Tang San will definitely be a future enemy as well.
When facing the Asura God King who might appear behind Tang San, the more gods on his side, the greater his chances of victory.
After all, he didn't know what level of combat power the Fate Envoys in the Douluo Universe could achieve.
Furthermore, it is uncertain whether Shura's appearance will attract the attention of the other god-kings.
However, based on Mu Ci's speculation about the ninth-level walker, the envoy should be comparable to the God King in terms of realm, and even better in terms of combat power, perhaps stronger than the Golden Dragon King.
Even so, it's still a bit risky to fight five opponents at once.
When making plans, you should make the worst-case scenario plan.
Just in case, he still needs to take some preventative measures in advance, lest some people act desperately.
All of this is just taking precautions.
Thinking of this, Mu Ci looked up at the dim sky where starlight was already beginning to appear, and muttered to herself.
"Unfortunately, the Douluo Universe is too far from the Imaginary Tree, and the power of the Star God cannot be projected here."
Otherwise, if Sister Xue follows my plan firmly, she might just get a peek from the Emperor.
Mu Ci slowly walked into the courtyard.
Dugu Yan, who had just returned from the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, rushed over as soon as she saw the person and clung to Mu Ci.
Dugu Yan looked at her beloved in front of her, pouted her red lips and said, "Aci, I haven't seen you for several days. Have you missed me?"
"Of course I did."
Mu Ci put her arm around Dugu Yan's slender waist and kissed her slightly displeased face with a smile.
"Where is Grandpa Dugu? Is he home?"
Dugu Yan nodded obediently and got off Mu Ci.
Enter the house.
Dugu Bo sat on the sofa, smiling as he looked at Mu Ci, whose arm was being held by Dugu Yan.
Seeing the two sit down, he began to speak.
"Xiao Ci, what does His Highness the Crown Prince want to see you about?"
"It's because of Emperor Xueye's health issues these past few days. I've agreed to go to the palace with him tomorrow to help him recover."
Upon hearing this answer, Dugu Bo wore an expression as if he had already guessed it.
"As expected, Xuexing also sent someone to see me today to discuss this matter, but I don't know how to treat illnesses, so I declined."
"Xiao Ci, have you decided to side with Xue Qinghe?"
Mu Ci looked at Dugu Bo with some curiosity when she heard his follow-up question.
"Grandpa Dugu, why do you say that? Xue Qinghe is the Crown Prince, the future emperor. If we have to choose sides, then of course we should stand on his side."
"Does Grandpa Dugu have a different suggestion? Or do you think that Xue Beng is more suitable for that location than Xue Qinghe?"
Dugu Bo shook his head decisively.
"No, that's not it. Although I'm not particularly interested in who becomes emperor, if I had to choose between Xue Qinghe and Xue Beng, I would choose Xue Qinghe."
"But Xiao Ci, Xue Xing and Xue Beng, this uncle and nephew, are not as bad as the rumors in the city make them out to be!"
Dugu Bo did not explicitly state that the uncle and nephew actually harbored some desire for the throne.
Mu Ci nodded in agreement with Dugu Bo's statement, neither confirming nor denying it.
"Grandpa Dugu, without the support of powerful figures behind you, no matter how deep your schemes are, they are all in vain."
"But judging from Grandpa's tone, you must be struggling with the favor you owe Xuexing."
Dugu Bo sighed, which was a way of acknowledging Mu Ci's answer.
"Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you."
Dugu Bo didn't really care much about that favor; he was an eccentric person by nature.
Although I do value promises, if that day ever comes, I will definitely stand by my grandson-in-law's side.
However, Xue Xing doesn't seem to have any intention of doing so, so Dugu Bo will just pretend it doesn't exist. Perhaps one day he'll use up the favor and then never have to worry about their affairs again.
Dugu Yan looked at Mu Ci somewhat embarrassed as the two finished their conversation.
"Aci?"
"What's wrong, Yan Yan?"
Mu Ci and Dugu Bo's gazes also turned towards Dugu Yan because of her words.
"That's right. These past few days at the academy, I've been telling everyone that my appearance has returned to normal after the detoxification, and I haven't revealed anything about my martial soul."
"But today there's an intra-team spirit battle, so I inevitably had to reveal my mutated spirit to everyone, and everyone is very curious about it."
"Especially Lingling, she reacted very strongly to this matter. We all know about the Nine Heart Begonia incident, so I wanted to ask you, can Lingling's problem be resolved?"
Mu Ci frowned upon hearing this, and began to ponder the information revealed in Dugu Yan's words.
Upon witnessing this scene, both Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan held their breath, afraid of disturbing Mu Ci.
After a while, Dugu Yan spoke up weakly, "Aci, is Lingling's problem difficult to solve?"
Mu Ci suddenly came to her senses and smiled at Dugu Yan.
"Ah, no, it's not because of Ye Lingling's problem. Her martial soul problem is actually similar to yours, it's not something that's difficult to solve."
"What I'm thinking about is the uproar caused by the acquired mutation of the martial soul."
Hearing Mu Ci's answer, Dugu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and was genuinely happy for her little sister.
However, Dugu Bo, sitting opposite him, frowned just like Mu Ci had done earlier.
"Xiao Ci, do you mean that Yan Yan's martial soul mutation will attract the covetousness of many forces?"
Mu Ci nodded in response to Dugu Bo's question.
After a brief moment of joy, Dugu Yan was brought back to reality by Dugu Bo's words.
"Such a big matter will definitely attract attention, especially the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. They have been concerned about their own martial soul for many years, so it's impossible that they are not curious about the secrets it contains."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo's snake eyes narrowed, and his aura exploded forth.
"They wouldn't dare! If they dare to touch a single hair on Yan Yan's head, I'll make sure that only those two old men are left in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. It just so happens that I haven't had a chance to test the power of my Azure Phosphorous Poison yet."
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