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There were only three days of rest after the qualifier round ended.
During this period, the various academies had to pack their bags, adjust their state of mind, and make all the necessary preparations for battle to welcome the greater challenge in the future.
Three days later, fifteen teams would depart from Heaven Dou City. They would be escorted by the Royal Knights to Martial Spirit City to participate in the finals. The finals of this year's Soul Master Tournament will be held in Martial Spirit City.
Martial Spirit City was the headquarters of the Martial Spirit Hall. It was located at the border between the two empires. It was a special existence. Neither the Heaven Dou Empire nor the Star Luo Empire had the right to own Martial Spirit City. This majestic city belonged solely to the Martial Spirit Hall.
Most importantly, the Pontiff's Palace, one of the most majestic halls of the Martial Spirit Hall, was located in Martial Spirit City.
Martial Spirit City was the most majestic building on the Douluo Continent. It was also a holy city revered by tens of thousands of people.
Heaven Dou City was the imperial city of the Heaven Dou Empire, while Martial Spirit City was located at the border of the empire. The two cities were quite far from each other. It would take about twenty days to travel by horse carriage.
The finals would take another ten days.
Therefore, the Martial Spirit Hall would take about thirty days to decide the final champion of this year's Soul Master Tournament. Whether it was the participants or the audience, everyone was looking forward to the finals.
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Heaven Dou City, Imperial Palace Hall!
"This is how it is …"
In the center of the hall, Fang Xuan explained his plan to the Emperor. In the past two days, he had been running around everywhere. He had contacted Dugu Bo and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. The curtains had already been drawn …
Now, he just had to wait for the Emperor to make the final decision.
Fang Xuan stood calmly in the hall. He stared at the Emperor unblinkingly, waiting for the latter's reply.
The hall fell into a long silence. The Emperor leaned back on his dragon throne. He closed his eyes and furrowed his brows. He seemed to be thinking about something very important.
Fang Xuan didn't say anything. He just waited quietly. Now, everything was ready. All that was left was to see if the Snowy Night Emperor believed in Fang Xuan.
The hall was dead silent. There was not a single person within a hundred meters of the hall. Even the Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe, had been sent away by the Emperor. At this moment, only Fang Xuan and the Emperor were left in the hall.
Only the two of them knew how much risk this plan entailed. If things didn't go well … the country might perish.
After a long silence, the Snowy Night Emperor finally opened his eyes slowly. He looked at Fang Xuan expressionlessly and said solemnly, "You said that the Platinum Bishop, Salas, once sent assassins to assassinate you?"
"Okay." Fang Xuan nodded seriously.
"You're saying that we'll be intercepted by the Martial Spirit Palace on our way to the Martial Spirit City?" The Emperor continued.
"Yes." Fang Xuan's eyes were as calm as still water.
"You're also saying that the Martial Spirit Palace will even send a Titled Douluo for this assassination?" The Emperor's voice suddenly turned cold. It was as cold as the snow in winter, piercing to the bone.
Hearing this, Fang Xuan's heart turned cold. He couldn't help but sigh. He knew that this plan was most likely ruined. But it was also true. Since ancient times, Emperors have always been suspicious and unpredictable. They wouldn't trust anyone. Just based on Fang Xuan's words, the Emperor would bet the entire empire's treasure on Fang Xuan's plan.
Unrealistic.
There was no other way. Without the Emperor's approval, it would be difficult to gain the support of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. After all, Ning Fengzhi had always been close to the royal family. This meant that the only power Fang Xuan could borrow was Dugu Bo …
It was far from enough.
Fang Xuan was a little helpless. Knowing the future development of Douluo, he knew that on the way to Martial Spirit City, they would be intercepted by the Martial Spirit Palace. He and Tang San would both be included in the Martial Spirit Palace's must-kill list.
And in this assassination, the Martial Spirit Palace would send out more than a thousand elite assassins. There was no lack of powerful soul masters among them. Most importantly, there would be two Titled Douluo!
This was a life-and-death calamity. They had to be prepared in advance. At this moment, Fang Xuan couldn't help but think of Crazy 'Ole, who had been missing. If Crazy' Ole was here, together with Dugu Bo and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, they could beat Spirit Hall at their own game. They could wipe out all the assassins from the Martial Spirit Palace in one fell swoop and deal a heavy blow to the Martial Spirit Palace.
But it was a pity that there was no news of Crazy 'Ole. No one knew if he was dead or alive. Furthermore, the Snowy Night Emperor obviously wouldn't trust Fang Xuan so easily …
Fang Xuan frowned and fell into a dilemma.
"Fang Xuan, do you want me to gamble the entire empire and take the risk with you? Do you know what kind of risk this will entail? Do you want me to trust you with just a few words?"
The Emperor's voice deepened. It was obvious that he was furious. He stared at Fang Xuan without blinking.
"Since Your Majesty doesn't trust me, then I'll take my leave."
Fang Xuan sighed in his heart. He didn't say anything else. He bowed respectfully to the Snowy Night Emperor and prepared to leave.
"Wait! Who said I don't trust you?"
The Emperor suddenly smiled and stared seriously at Fang Xuan's research. He said resolutely, "I trust you because you are my son"
Eh, what a wonderful turn of events. What a trick! Fang Xuan was surprised and almost touched.
Fang Xuan, who was well-versed in the Thick Black Theory, knew that the Emperor was slapping him first, then a sweet date to eat. It was purely to win people's hearts.
However, he couldn't help but reveal a happy expression. The matter was settled.
"Thank you, Your Majesty"
Fang Xuan smiled and bowed seriously to the Emperor.
Now that the Emperor had passed, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect wouldn't have any problems. When the time came, the Heaven Dou Empire's elite troops, Dugu Bo, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect's Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo would join forces to kill the Martial Spirit Hall.
Fang Xuan was a little excited. It was as if he could see the blood-boiling battle in the future. Didn't Sacas try to kill him? Fang Xuan could beat him at his own game. He planned carefully along the way and took the opportunity to kill Sacas and the others!
"Fang Xuan, everything will go according to your plan. I will send the empire's most elite Soul Master troops disguised as ordinary soldiers to secretly escort you. I will also call the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to help you"
The Emperor smiled kindly and strongly supported Fang Xuan's plan.
He had been the emperor for dozens of years. He deeply understood that there would be a war between the empire and the Martial Spirit Palace sooner or later. If what Fang Xuan had predicted was true, of course, he wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity to weaken the Martial Spirit Palace.
"Oh right, Fang Xuan"
The Snowy Night Emperor suddenly thought of something important. He smiled and looked at Fang Xuan gently. "This journey will be dangerous. Your safety is unpredictable. I have a gift for you" He reminded Fang Xuan.
"Gift?"
Fang Xuan was slightly startled and gradually revealed a look of anticipation.