Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

Indeed.

In the last Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament, Qianran had single-handedly crushed the entire Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy team, an event that Mingde Hall considered a profound humiliation.

However, even setting Qianran aside, the other Shrek Academy students had been extraordinarily strong—almost absurdly so.

Even with the best of luck, it seemed unlikely that Shrek Academy could have so many geniuses emerge simultaneously.

Perhaps Qianran held some secret method or treasure for rapidly enhancing strength, explaining both his own monstrous power and his ability to empower those around him.

And those "others"...

They all seemed to be women close to Qianran.

"Perhaps we should have Mengmeng get closer to him. Her talent far surpasses Nana's. If Mengmeng could also receive Qianran's help, her growth could skyrocket," Jing Hongchen mused.

If his granddaughter's strength could soar like Nana's, it might be worth even sacrificing her chastity.

A genius who reached the Soul Emperor rank before the age of 20 would have a high chance of breaking through to Titled Douluo under Mingde Hall's guidance.

And what of a genius who broke through to Soul Sage by 20?

That would practically guarantee the potential to become a Hyper Douluo.

For the Hongchen family, it had been generations since such a prodigy had appeared.

With a Hyper Douluo backing Mingde Hall, the creation of a Rank 10 Soul Engineer might not be a distant dream.

Most crucially, if Mengmeng bore Qianran's child, the next generation of the Hongchen family would undoubtedly possess an extraordinary martial soul.

Jing Hongchen swallowed hard at the thought, realizing he might have underestimated both Qianran and the mysterious Spirit Hall behind him.

In the Imperial Palace

Juzi slowly pushed a wheelchair through the opulent hallways. Seated in the chair was a young man in white robes, his legs gone from the upper thighs down, leaving the fabric of his lower garments eerily empty.

This man, though crippled, was none other than the Crown Prince of the Sun Moon Empire, Xu Tiannan—the first in line to the throne.

Juzi had encountered Xu Tiannan during her years wandering after her parents' death. At that time, Xu Tiannan had not yet been injured and had taken her under his wing, sponsoring her education at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.

Juzi's growth had not disappointed him. Despite the hardships she endured, her perseverance and rapid advancement had earned his trust. Their unique bond made her one of his most loyal confidants.

When Xu Tiannan had been ambushed and lost his legs, Juzi had shielded him with her own body, taking two vicious strikes and nearly losing her life. The incident devastated Xu Tiannan but cemented Juzi's position as his most trusted ally. Her cold, decisive nature and deep hatred for the Star Luo Empire only added to his admiration.

Though Xu Tiannan's position as Crown Prince had once seemed unshakable, his disability had caused his standing to falter. A crippled emperor was a liability to any nation, as it raised questions about strength and leadership.

Yet Xu Tiannan had swiftly silenced dissent, ruthlessly uncovering the plot behind his ambush and exposing one of his brothers as the perpetrator. That brother was publicly executed via slow slicing within his own palace, leaving the chambers a bloody ruin. From then on, no one dared openly challenge Xu Tiannan's position, and he retained his title as Crown Prince.

Xu Tiannan's cunning and willingness to endure humiliation for power only deepened after losing his ability to father children. This particular weakness was a secret he guarded fiercely, known only to Juzi through her keen intuition.

After all, no normal man, no matter how restrained, could remain entirely indifferent to beauty.

"You've made significant progress, Juzi. It seems that your half-month of training with Qianran has yielded remarkable results," Xu Tiannan remarked, his keen gaze noticing the changes in Juzi's aura as she entered the room.

While the increase in cultivation was notable, what surprised him more was the qualitative improvement in her aptitude.

This deepened Xu Tiannan's curiosity about Qianran.

Such talent was exceedingly rare.

Unfortunately, Qianran wasn't his. Even if Qianran were willing to join him, Xu Tiannan wouldn't keep him around. He allowed no variables he couldn't control within his sphere of power.

"Yes. Qianran is the most extraordinary person I've ever met. Even compared to the legends recorded in the annals of history, he's unparalleled," Juzi said earnestly, recalling Qianran's roguish charm and exceptional abilities.

Indeed, no one in history, not even the gods who had ascended in Douluo Continent's myths, could compare to him.

"Juzi, are you saying you've never felt anything for such an extraordinary man?" Xu Tiannan asked, a tinge of annoyance slipping into his voice.

No matter how awe-inspiring Qianran was, hearing Juzi's praise stung. Xu Tiannan couldn't compare to Qianran in any way—not even as a typical man.

"Your Highness, my life and everything I have belong to you. Juzi lives only to serve you," Juzi replied, her face turning pale.

"Let's not dwell on that. You repaid any debts with the blows you suffered protecting me. Now, you're my most trusted ally. That's why I'm entrusting you with this task," Xu Tiannan said, his tone heavy.

"I want you to get close to Qianran. Fulfill his every desire. I need to uncover the secrets he carries."

Juzi froze at his words. She hadn't expected this.

"Your Highness, does this mean you no longer trust me?" she asked, her voice trembling.

If Xu Tiannan distrusted her, it would shatter her plans for revenge against the Star Luo Empire, which depended entirely on gaining control of the Sun Moon Empire's military.

"No. Once this mission is complete, you'll become my consort, and I'll gradually grant you control over the empire's armies," Xu Tiannan replied.

"What?" Juzi's mind reeled.

He wanted her to get close to Qianran, even to the point of fulfilling his desires, only to return and become his consort?

What kind of man could tolerate such a thing?

But then it hit her—Xu Tiannan's condition truly left him no choice. To have heirs, he needed his consorts to conceive with other men. And if that were the case, the choice of whose bloodline to use became irrelevant.

Qianran, undeniably, was the most exceptional candidate.

(Chapter End)