NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 214: Guide
If an Angel Spirit could disguise itself as a White Tiger and form a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with the Nether Spirit Cat, then Qian Renxue's first target would absolutely not be the Heaven Dou Empire.
The ruthless selection process of the Star Luo Empire is far "simpler" compared to the Heaven Dou Empire.
Survival of the fittest, where the defeated perish, determines who will become the next emperor of the Star Luo Empire.
Although this method is brutal, it produces exceptionally strong emperors and eliminates the risk of imperial division.
Princes vying for power?
That doesn't exist!
Qian Renxue, being quite familiar with the Star Luo Empire, understood this well.
What puzzled her, however, was Zhu Zhuqing—how did this girl know her identity?
As for Zhu Zhuqing's circumstances, Qian Renxue could sympathize but couldn't understand why Zhu Zhuqing sought her out.
"Can the plan succeed?"
After a brief moment of contemplation, Qian Renxue shook her head, dismissing this foolish question.
With Tang San and the others in their current state, who else could ruin her plan?
Emperor Xue Ye would love nothing more than to see all the Shrek team dead—how could he possibly trust them?
Moreover, in this lifetime, was there really any risk of her being exposed?
Looking at Zhu Zhuqing before her, Qian Renxue fell into deep thought once again.
And yet...
It had actually happened—she was exposed!
"Miss Zhuqing, I am somewhat aware of your situation, but you..."
Qian Renxue's expression became serious as she continued, "How exactly did you come to know my identity?"
If Zhu Zhuqing couldn't provide a satisfactory explanation, her life would end here!
Even in the face of a potential exposure, Qian Renxue remained calm and composed, showing no signs of being affected.
In truth, she wasn't afraid of her identity being revealed. In her dreams, she had faced similar situations before.
She was already prepared with a contingency plan!
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing snapped out of her thoughts, a faint smile on her face. Having come to terms with life and death, she now appeared extraordinarily composed.
"Your Highness, does it still matter how I know your identity?"
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Qian Renxue and spoke calmly and unhurriedly.
Indeed, since her identity was already exposed, how Zhu Zhuqing found out was no longer important.
Not important?
Like hell, it isn't! Does she think Qian Renxue is some naive fool?
Qian Renxue simply stared at Zhu Zhuqing. Their gazes locked, and a long silence ensued.
"Tell me, and we might have a chance to cooperate."
"If you don't, you should know the consequences."
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing understood that Qian Renxue wasn't joking.
But how was she supposed to explain?
Dreaming?
After a moment's thought, Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip, as if resolving to take a leap of faith, and said, "If I told you I dreamt it, would you believe me?"
To her, it didn't feel like a dream—it was more like another life, one she didn't wish to live.
Upon hearing her answer, Qian Renxue's pupils constricted, and she gave Zhu Zhuqing a surprised look.
No wonder... No wonder this Zhu Zhuqing seemed slightly different from the one in her memories.
Anyone else would never believe Zhu Zhuqing's "nonsense."
But this was Qian Renxue. She, too...
Silence.
A long silence once again.
After some time, Qian Renxue finally said softly, "How many years did you dream?"
"???"
Zhu Zhuqing froze, the smile on her face gradually stiffening, her beautiful eyes filled with astonishment.
What did Qian Renxue mean by this?
Asking how many years she dreamt?
Wait a minute, how did she know it was measured in years and not days?
Her mind was flooded with questions, and she felt her thoughts momentarily grind to a halt.
"Eight years, starting from the time of my Martial Soul Awakening."
After saying this, Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have thought of something and added, "Rest assured, I've never told anyone about this, and even if I did, no one would believe my nonsense…"
When Qian Renxue asked that question earlier, she regretted it immediately.
Logically, she should have asked Zhu Zhuqing, "Based on a mere dream, you deduced my identity?"
But the words were already spoken, and there was no taking them back.
Fortunately, it seemed Zhu Zhuqing wasn't particularly sharp.
"Alright, I believe you."
As soon as Qian Renxue said this, Paimon, standing nearby, was utterly shocked, her eyes widening in disbelief.
Even she, Paimon, didn't believe Zhu Zhuqing's words, yet Qian Renxue did?
Was Qian Renxue really this easy to deceive?
Even Zhu Zhuqing herself was surprised—she had never expected Qian Renxue to believe her story, full of loopholes as it was.
"Let's talk about cooperation."
Qian Renxue cut straight to the point, wanting to see what kind of cooperation Zhu Zhuqing had in mind.
She was also curious about what exactly Zhu Zhuqing had "dreamed."
This Zhu Zhuqing had always been one of the least noticeable members of the Shrek Seven Devils.
Partnering with her didn't seem to offer much benefit.
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Meanwhile, Zhongli, after leaving the Seven Treasures Hotel, flew directly toward where Wang Chen had gone.
Given Wang Chen's current strength, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was invincible below the level of a Titled Douluo.
But ultimately, he was still just a child. The City of Slaughter was fraught with danger, and without someone supporting him from behind the scenes, his fate could turn out to be quite tragic.
As Wang Chen's "guide," Zhongli had no desire to see that happen.
In his haste to leave, Zhongli didn't overhear the conversation between Zhu Zhuqing and Qian Renxue.
On his journey, Wang Chen didn't forget to help the weak while traveling, though he wasn't reckless in his aid—he would only intervene if justice was on their side.
If a weaker party instigated trouble, he certainly wouldn't support them.