Chapter 173 Zhuang Xingyu: Qian Renxue, you don’t want your secret to be exposed!
Qian Renxue was born into a noble family. Her father died early and was disliked by her mother. She lacked love very much. When she was young, she had no friends around her. Except for her grandfather, there was almost no one else who talked to her.

When she was a little older, she was sent in as an undercover agent to fight for the throne, engage in intrigue and deception, and deal with old foxes like Ning Fengzhi all day long. She had no friends at all. People around her were either afraid of her, had something to ask of her, or wanted to use her, and would not communicate with her normally.

Qian Renxue considers herself to have a god-level martial soul, an innate super soul power of level 20, and she is the descendant of a god and the granddaughter of an Ultimate Douluo. She is very arrogant and self-admiring, and thinks that no one is worthy of standing on the same level with her.

Until she met Zhuang Xingyu, the heir of the gods who was highly praised by her grandfather Qian Daoliu, who was 13 years old and level 69, with purple, black and red soul rings, and a talent that was even more amazing than hers, and his background was not weak either. Qian Renxue had always set him as her strongest opponent in her heart, and she pondered every day about comparing herself with Zhuang Xingyu. After a long time, she actually had some different thoughts.

All we can say is that admiration for the strong is human instinct. It is an influence engraved in the genes of humans in primitive times in order to survive, resist danger, and spread bloodlines.

Perhaps, it was also due to Zhuang Xingyu's second martial soul. The Hongmeng Tianchi martial soul was the brightest and most holy martial soul in the world, and the level of the golden light of merit on it was countless levels higher than the angel's divine power. Therefore, Qian Renxue, who possessed the six-winged angel martial soul, was extremely attractive, and had a lot of good feelings when they first met.

Zhuang Xingyu patted Qian Renxue on the shoulder and said, "Brother Qinghe, you are a real man, why are you acting like a girl? A bosom friend is a friend indeed. As long as there is true love between friends, no matter where they are, it is no different as if they were together!"

Although Zhuang Xingyu is more than 9 years younger than Qian Renxue, he is now two meters tall, with a strong back and strong arms, showing his masculinity.

Qian Renxue savored the poem carefully and couldn't help but applaud, "A bosom friend afar brings a distant land near. Wonderful, so wonderful, I didn't expect that Xingyu, in addition to your unrivaled talent in cultivation, you also have such talent in poetry. This sentence alone has surpassed all the poems in the history of Douluo Continent, and it will be difficult for anyone to surpass it in the future. I admire you, I admire you!"

"Ahem, thank you for the compliment. I didn't write this poem. It was written by a talented young man named Wang whom I met while traveling." Zhuang Xingyu waved his hands quickly. He didn't want this kind of false reputation that didn't belong to him. If Zhuang Xingyu was a person with no soul power or low innate soul power, he would definitely copy a few poems and songs to make a living and increase his popularity. But with his current status, he doesn't need to create a literary giant to increase his own bargaining chips.

More importantly, it is not so easy to establish the character of a literary giant. It is not enough for you to just recite a few poems and not know any professional terms. Not to mention anything else, you may not even be able to explain the poems you have recited. You must have a solid foundation in poetry and songs.

You have to know that people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being fat, and tall trees attract the wind. Many people will be jealous of your talent and will trip you up. If you don't have real skills, you will be exposed if others come up with a few couplets you haven't seen before. After all, if you can write such a literary poem, but you can't do anything closely related to it, it's too fake.

Moreover, the speech, manners, and demeanor of such great writers are difficult to imitate, especially their eyes.

But the fact is: most people don’t even understand the most basic rhyme of poetry, including Zhuang Xingyu.

"Xingyu, you are too modest. The author of such a poem that is worthy of being sung for eternity cannot be unknown. Before you, I have never heard of any great poet named Wang. This is the first time I heard this poem from you. It is obvious that you, Xingyu, improvised it!" Xue Qinghe directly determined that it was written by Zhuang Xingyu.

Zhuang Xingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He raised his glass and clinked it with Xue Qinghe's. "Come on, drink, drink!"

"Okay, today, you and I won't go home until we are drunk!"

The wine was flowing and the dishes were in a mess. …

The two talked about life, philosophy, fun things and ideals. After some wrangling, they finally got down to business and talked about the current situation in Douluo Continent. Eh, it seems that no matter which world the intelligent creatures are from, they like to beat around the bush and win without fighting. Every sentence can hide a lot of meanings. People who don't understand think it's just a normal chat between ordinary friends, but in fact, they have completed the game and finalized the plan in a roundabout way and without making a sound.

(Please forgive the author's limited knowledge and level of writing for this level of dialogue. Please refer to the speeches of officials such as the Grand Herald of the Han Dynasty.)
Xue Qinghe asked: "Xingyu, what do you think of the Spirit Hall? Do you think the Spirit Hall will endanger your family's dominance in Douluo Continent?"

Zhuang Xingyu replied with certainty: "What do I think of the Spirit Hall? Before Bibi Dong took over, the Spirit Hall had more merits than faults; but after Bibi Dong took over, it had faults but no merits. If Bibi Dong is allowed to continue to do what she wants, without the intervention of other forces, within 15 years, the Spirit Hall will perish on its own and completely disappear into history."

"It's good that the Spirit Hall is destroyed. In this way, my Tiandou Empire and your Extreme Yin-Yang Leopard Clan don't have to worry about Bibi Dong disrupting the normal order of Douluo Continent." Xue Qinghe first pretended to agree and cheered, then changed the subject.
“However, Xingyu, why are you so sure that the Spirit Hall will perish? After all, the Spirit Hall is a force that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. It is said that it is also the inheritance of the Angel God. It shouldn’t be so easy to be destroyed!”

Zhuang Xingyu did not answer. Instead, he leaned forward and put his head next to Qian Renxue's ear, breathing his fiery masculine energy into Qian Renxue's ear.

Qian Renxue was very nervous, even her disguised form had a slightly red face. This was the first time she had such close contact with a member of the opposite sex other than Grandpa Chu and her father, and it was also a member of the opposite sex she had a crush on.

Zhuang Xingyu's voice rang in Qian Renxue's ears, "Then it depends on the game between the angels and the Rakshasa God!"

Qian Renxue was so nervous that she couldn't speak. "What, what do you mean? Isn't the legendary god of the Spirit Hall the Angel God? Why are they competing with the Rakshasa God? Which god is the Rakshasa God? Why can't I understand what you are saying at all? Xingyu, you must be drunk."

Zhuang Xingyu smiled and suddenly grabbed Qian Renxue's hands to prevent her from escaping. "You should know what I mean better than anyone else. You are the granddaughter of Qian Daoliu, the 99th-level Extreme Douluo Grand Priest of the Spirit Hall, the daughter of Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong, and the little angel Qian Renxue who is carrying out the plan to steal the country. Hello!" A portrait of Qian Renxue was also opened by Zhuang Xingyu using his soul power.

Qian Renxue thought her disguise was flawless. After hearing what Zhuang Xingyu said, she still thought that the other party was just trying to trick her and continued to try to make excuses. However, when she saw her own portrait, she no longer dared to harbor luck. She never expected that her biggest secret would be revealed (what she thought was her biggest secret). Without even thinking about why Zhuang Xingyu knew these things, she struggled violently and tried to escape.

But no matter how she struggled, she could not escape Zhuang Xingyu's restraints.

Zhuang Xingyu used the Chaos Orb's forbidden-breaking function in his mind to directly break Qian Renxue's disguise, revealing her true appearance. "Qian Renxue, you don't want your secret to be exposed, do you?"

Qian Renxue also regained her composure at this moment. Since the other party knew her identity and had a way to easily break her disguise, he chose to reveal her disguise in the room of Prince Qi's Mansion where there was no third person, and said this. It was obvious that he did not intend to reveal her identity to the public at this stage.

"Master Xingyu, what are your conditions?"

(End of this chapter)