Night.
Prince Xuexing's Mansion.
A shadow flickered swiftly into the compound.
Despite the tight security and patrols rotating shifts, none of the guards noticed the intruder.
After entering, Ziji immediately searched for Prince Xuexing.
"That bastard dared to mess with my brother-in-law and put him in a tough spot — he must die!"
With that thought, Ziji quickly identified a suspicious location.
By her logic, Prince Xuexing, as the master of the mansion, would definitely live in the largest room.
Clearly, the most luxurious and central building had to be his!
She darted toward it.
Hovering outside the rooftop window, Ziji waved her hand, and a purple flame appeared out of thin air.
In an instant, it burned a large hole into the window.
Ziji floated inside.
Indeed, this was a large bedroom. A middle-aged man lay snoring on a grand golden bed.
"Found you, you piece of trash!"
Ziji let out a cold snort and released her soul power. A purple-black spear materialized and was hurled instantly, piercing through the man's neck.
"Pffft…!!"
The man died on the spot!
He didn't even make a sound.
However, the release of soul power still alarmed the guards.
"Who's there?!"
"Someone dared to trespass into the prince's mansion?! Seize them immediately!"
The door burst open and a group of soul masters rushed in.
Ziji glanced at them coldly and turned to leave.
Had she not been worried about making too much noise and disturbing her brother-in-law, none of these people would have been left alive!
She vanished in a flash, too fast for anyone to pursue.
A Soul Saint arrived on the scene — his body still carried traces of perfume, his clothes messy, clearly having come in a rush.
"Did you see the killer?"
The Soul Saint asked.
"No, my lord… the intruder was too fast. They floated without even using a martial spirit. Might be… a Titled Douluo."
Several soul masters responded one after another.
"Nonsense! Why would a Titled Douluo come to assassinate a prince?"
The Soul Saint snorted and walked to the window. He turned the body over and examined the man who'd been killed.
The face looked very much like Prince Xuexing's — but it wasn't him.
As a royal prince, Xuexing had long taken precautions against assassination.
This was just one of his decoys.
The Soul Saint sighed, "We'll wait for His Highness to return and handle this. For now, double the security and find out how the intruder got in!"
"Yes, sir!!!"
Heaven Dou Palace.
Prince Xuexing was accompanying several elders from Spirit Hall, taking turns entertaining them.
After a period of time, the Heaven Dou royal family had grown used to this task. Relations were peaceful — the elders hadn't shown any signs of wanting to humiliate them.
So at first, Prince Xuexing didn't think much of it.
But today… something was different.
"Xuexing, why are you not joining us old fogeys? Could it be that you harbor resentment against us?"
Qian Daoliu sat in the main seat, gesturing toward a table across from him, speaking casually.
The other elders looked at Qian Daoliu with surprise.
They were puzzled by his sudden change of tone.
Prince Xuexing, visibly uneasy, sat down cautiously.
In front of each elder, there was a table — it looked like an elaborate banquet setup.
Previously, Xuexing had tried to win their favor with invitations and flattery, but got no response.
Now, Qian Daoliu was personally inviting him — a complete shock.
Too unusual.
Something must be going on behind the scenes!
"Grand Worship, I'm not sure if I…"
Prince Xuexing tried to ask if he had somehow offended them.
"Drink," Qian Daoliu raised his wine cup.
The other elders, though unclear on the situation, also picked up their cups and drank in unison.
Seeing this, Prince Xuexing could only suppress his doubts and follow suit.
The moment he drank it, his face twisted into a grimace.
He almost spit it out!
He had never tasted anything so vile!
It wasn't even wine — it was… urine!
Staring at Qian Daoliu in disbelief, he didn't know whether to spit it out or not.
"What? Does His Highness find my wine so repulsive? I might just get angry!"
Qian Daoliu slammed the table, clearly annoyed.
Prince Xuexing had no choice but to swallow it.
The sour expression on his face couldn't have been more miserable.
Qian Daoliu smiled faintly — the "wine" he had prepared was indeed urine, specifically from the prostitutes who had been gifted to Dan Heng.
Since Prince Xuexing had disrespected Mister Dan Heng, Qian Daoliu decided to return the favor in kind.
"Your Highness, I'm quite curious about you…"
Qian Daoliu spoke again, raising his cup.
The other elders followed suit.
Prince Xuexing forced a smile uglier than crying itself, and drank again.
His stomach churned — the stench made him feel like vomiting.
He felt as if his entire body had been soaked in urine.
Eventually, he finished the entire jug.
"Grand Worship, did I… offend you somehow? Please, just say it…"
Qian Daoliu waved his hand dismissively.
"Your Highness, don't be like that. Come, let's enjoy some music and dance."
He clapped his hands, and a group of over ten dancers entered.
But—
Each one was uglier than the last.
Older and older, their faces thick with makeup that couldn't conceal deep wrinkles.
Their dancing was unbearable to watch.
If Xuexing had sent a courtesan to Dan Heng, then what Qian Daoliu had prepared today was nothing but street prostitutes.
Prince Xuexing gagged occasionally, unable to stay still.
Watching these women dance was pure torture.
At last, the performance ended.
He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to excuse himself.
Otherwise, he feared he might be tortured to death!
"Your Highness, pick three of these women. Tonight, they'll serve you. If not, I'll consider my hospitality a failure."
Qian Daoliu suddenly said flatly.
The other elders burst into laughter.
Seriously?
Even though Prince Xuexing held immense power in the empire, he was now expected to sleep with three hideous old women?
And with their powerful soul senses, they could tell — these women weren't healthy either.
After all, constant exposure to such environments tends to leave a mark…
"???"
Prince Xuexing was stunned. This… this is a death sentence!
To sleep with these women? He'd rather be killed!
This was outright humiliation!
"BANG…!!"
Prince Xuexing slammed the table and stood up, furious.
"Enough! Grand Worship! I respect you, but don't push me too far!"
"To humiliate me like this — if you insist, then just kill me!"
"But know this: once that happens, Spirit Hall will never again find a place to stand on the Douluo Continent!"
He roared.
Qian Daoliu snorted coldly and released a wave of pressure, instantly forcing Prince Xuexing to his knees.
The other elders followed suit.
Prince Xuexing couldn't withstand it.
"Refuse, and I won't kill you — I'll castrate you!" Qian Daoliu said with a sinister tone.
"!!!" (To be continued)