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Shui Bing'er felt a little embarrassed when her mother looked at her. Her cheeks flushed slightly and she said shyly:
"I...I promised Tianxing that I would attend Senior Liu's celebration banquet. I can't go back on my word."
"Is it just for a date?"
Shui Wuyue asked, with a somewhat inquiring look in his eyes, and then continued:
"So after you go this time, do you plan to return to our Tianshui College?"
This sentence was like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing Shui Bing'er's excitement.
She lowered her head, twisting the corner of her clothes nervously with her fingers, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
Since she was promoted to Soul Master, she tried to practice at home and found that the speed of soul power circulation was indeed much slower as Xue Tianxing said. This is the trouble with the ultimate martial soul, which becomes more obvious after level 30.
If I could practice with Xue Tianxing and use the bonus of the martial soul fusion technique, I would definitely be able to break through this predicament.
But if she stayed in the Barak Kingdom, it would mean leaving her mother, her sister Shuiyueer, and the Tianshui Academy where she grew up.
On one side is the bright prospect of cultivation, and on the other side is the deep bond of family affection. She is caught in a dilemma.
Shui Wuyue noticed her daughter's hesitation and patted her shoulder gently.
"Mom isn't trying to force you, I just want you to think it over carefully. I've already investigated the little prince of the Barak Kingdom, Xue Tianxing. He's only eight years old, four years younger than you.
He may be sincere to you now, but can you guarantee that when he grows up, he will still treat you well like this for the rest of his life?"
Shui Bing'er opened her mouth, but found that she could not refute her mother's concerns.
But the image of the Far North involuntarily emerged in my mind:
The back of Xue Tianxing standing in front of her to fight against the wind and snow birds, the tacit understanding when triggering the martial soul fusion technique, the sincerity when inviting her to practice together... and the gratitude for him risking his life to save her.
These memories surged in her heart like a warm current.
Suddenly, Shui Bing'er raised her head, with a determined light in her eyes, and said to Shui Wuyue:
"Mom, I believe in Tianxing. Although he's young, he's calm and steady, and treats people sincerely. When I'm with him, I can feel myself improving. I want to go to the Barak Kingdom and give it a try. Even if something unexpected happens in the future, I won't regret it."
Seeing the unprecedented determination in her daughter's eyes, Shui Wuyue's worries gradually dissipated, replaced by a sense of relief.
She knew that her daughter had grown up and had her own ideas and decisions.
She reached out and gently stroked Shui Bing'er's hair:
"Silly child, I didn't say I wouldn't let you go. I just wanted you to think it over carefully and not make an impulsive decision. Since you believe in him, I support you."
Shui Bing'er suddenly raised her head, her eyes full of surprise:
"Mother, do you agree?"
"Agreed."
Shui Wuyue smiled and nodded, then continued:
"I'm going to the Barak Kingdom with you for this celebration banquet. Firstly, I'm representing Tianshui College, and secondly, I'm taking this opportunity to see if Xue Tianxing is someone you can trust. If he dares to bully you, I'll be the first one to not forgive him!"
"Thank you, Mom!"
Shui Bing'er hugged Shui Wu Yue excitedly, her eyes slightly red.
She knew that behind her mother's support lay deep concern and reluctance.
Shui Wuyue patted her daughter's back and said softly:
"Okay, don't get too excited. Go pack your bags, we'll be leaving in a few days. Oh, and bring your sister Yue'er with you too, so she can see the world and see that little guy who can trigger a martial arts fusion technique with you."
"Um!"
Shui Bing'er nodded vigorously and immediately stood up to start packing her luggage.
Looking at her daughter's busy figure, Shui Wuyue picked up the invitation on the dressing table, and a complex light flashed in her eyes - the rise of the Barak Kingdom is a foregone conclusion, and her daughter's choice may be right.
But as a mother, she had to go and see the boy and the Kingdom of Barak in person before she could truly feel at ease.
Time flies, and a month passes in a flash.
On this day, Barak City was particularly lively, with lights and decorations on both sides of the streets, and crowds of people - most of the prominent forces on the Douluo Continent sent representatives to attend Liu Tianfeng's Titled Douluo celebration banquet.
The palace was heavily guarded inside and outside, with guards in armor and solemn expressions welcoming guests from all directions.
Xue Tianxing was woken up by the eunuch early in the morning, changed into a luxurious brocade robe embroidered with an ice phoenix pattern, and after dressing up carefully, followed his father Xuezhe to the banquet hall.
At this time, the hall has already been arranged:
The huge crystal chandelier emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire hall; the maids, dressed in uniform, carried trays and shuttled around, busy but orderly.
Officials from the Barak Kingdom had already gathered in the hall, chatting in groups of three or four, their faces filled with unconcealable pride and excitement - the kingdom finally had its own Titled Douluo, an honor worthy of being recorded in history.
Xue Tianxing found his seat and sat down, his eyes occasionally glancing towards the temple door, vaguely expecting a figure to appear.
Not long after, a notification was heard outside the hall, and representatives from various forces arrived one after another.
The first person to walk in was Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. He was dressed in a moon-white robe, holding a folding fan and smiling gently.
Next to him was a tall and straight man with a stern face. He was one of the two pillars of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Sword Douluo Chen Xin.
On the other side of Ning Fengzhi, there was a delicate little girl holding the hand. She was about five or six years old. She was his daughter Ning Rongrong.
"Master Ning, you have arrived so honored. I'm so sorry for not welcoming you!"
Xuezhe hurried forward and shook hands with Ning Fengzhi enthusiastically.
"King Snow King, you're too polite. Senior Liu's promotion to Titled Douluo is a great joy for the entire continent. Naturally, our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect would like to come and congratulate you."
Ning Fengzhi responded with a smile.
Soon after, the representative of Spirit Hall also arrived—it was none other than the Spirit Hall's Platinum Bishop Saras.
He was wearing the red robe of the Spirit Hall and had an arrogant look on his face. He just shook hands with Xuezhe symbolically and walked straight to the guest of honor seat in the hall.
Then, Yu Luomian, the second in command of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, arrived with two other people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan.
Afterwards, the representative of the Tiandou Empire also stepped into the hall. It was the second prince Xue Qinghe.
He was wearing a bright yellow brocade robe and attracted everyone's attention as soon as he entered the room. The reason was that many people at the scene knew that a Titled Douluo had appeared in the vassal state, so they wanted to see the joke of the suzerain state.
"Uncle Xue, congratulations to Senior Liu on his promotion to Titled Douluo."
Xue Qinghe bowed slightly to Xuezhe, speaking in a humble tone.
Xuezhe quickly returned the greeting, "Thank you, Your Highness, the Second Prince, for coming in person."