Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

"More than a year ago, Xiao Zhi took Bing'er to the Frozen Forest to hunt for the fifth spirit ring, and what they obtained was indeed the spirit ring of the Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Jade Scorpion..."

As the truth came out of Shui Zhen'er's mouth, Qian Shui finally confirmed her guess.

"Wow! How come you didn't die in the Frozen Forest six years ago?!"

Seeing that Qian Shui was about to lose his temper, Yin Jin quickly tried to stop him, saying, "Brother Shui! Brother Shui! He has amnesia, he won't understand what you're saying!"

Qian Shui glared at Yin Jin with annoyance, then pointed at Ling Yunzhi's handsome, silent face and said, "You're right! I'll heal him and then beat him up again!"

Upon hearing this, Shui Zhen'er's face changed, and she hurriedly said, "Qian Shui! No, Your Majesty! Your Majesty the Immortal! Please, please don't!"

The woman's eyes seemed to be welling up with tears, her pleading voice trembling with sobs, but Yin Jin thought to himself, 'This is troublesome…'

Sure enough, Qian Shui, who had initially appeared fierce but was actually weak, immediately frowned and asked seriously, "Don't want what?! Don't want to beat him up? Or, don't want to heal him?!"

Shui Zhen'er was startled by the question and could only murmur, "Don't cure him..."

Ling Yunzhi, who had been expressionless, finally showed a look of surprise as he looked at his wife in disbelief.

"Interesting. What are you afraid of? You have so little confidence in your relationship?! Also, have you asked for his opinion?"

Yin Jin: "Brother Shui, you didn't even ask..."

Qian Shui: "..."

"Shut up! This is none of your business!"

Clearly, Shui Zhen'er was stumped by the question. Her mouth was slightly open, and she was at a loss for words. Seeing her husband's surprised expression, she became anxious.

"No, Xiao Zhi, that's not what I meant! I didn't..."

She subconsciously recalled the white-haired girl who single-handedly defeated the seven members of the Tianshui team on the field back then, and the tender look in Ling Yunzhi's eyes when he looked at her.

She has never forgotten, never forgotten how her feelings for Ling Yunzhi began—it was from that comment he made about Feng Jingyi: 'If she hadn't endured unimaginable pain and hardship, how could she stand here, so dazzling?'

She may not have understood it at the time, but after meeting Ling Yunzhi, those words gradually turned into jealousy and became something she cared about more and more.

Finally, she decided to marry this man, secretly hiding him away, so that those words, and the competition that had greatly impacted her back then, would become a tender memory she could cherish alone.

However, the other party involved was kept in the dark.

Another woman standing nearby bluntly stated, "If your relationship can be shattered so easily, what's the point of it existing?"

Yin Jin dared not speak anymore. The matter here was quite complicated, and this time it was no longer just a personal issue between the couple. Looking at Qian Renxue, whose face had also darkened, he knew that if he went any further, his boss would really not be so easily angered.

"Ah... how about this, Brother Shui, how about we ask Brother Zhi's opinion? If he wants to recover, then he can recover; if he doesn't want to, then let them handle it themselves. Why should we meddle in their family matters?"

There's no doubt that Qian Shui can restore memories; after all, he's someone who works with souls, and no one in the world understands this better than Qian Shui.

Yin Jin's words reminded Qian Shui, "That's true, even an upright official can't settle family disputes. You two should discuss it yourselves!"

After saying that, he untied the two of them, and Qian Renxue left the living room and went back to the bedroom with her son in her arms without looking back, which made Qian Shui look puzzled.

Qianshui: "What's wrong with your sister-in-law?"

Silver Gold: "How should I know!"

After finishing, Qian Shui called Yin Jin and left the living room, heading towards the door, leaving the couple alone. He didn't want to hear that melodramatic love story anyway.

The scenery of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye has never changed. Except for the vegetables and rice planted by Qian Shui growing extremely well, everything else is still the same energy-filled world of ice and fire.

The two men weren't really in the mood, but Qian Renxue, back in her bedroom, leaned against the door, lost in thought. Qian Shui's carefree nature meant that when her main consciousness was active, she rarely extended her awareness to this area, which relieved Qian Renxue.

Ling Yunzhi's situation involved her own feelings and her most private concerns. She had been looking for the right time to tell Qian Shui, but unfortunately, due to the turmoil of the world or because she had forgotten, she never found the opportunity.

Thinking that the start of the elite competition means the start of certain plans, why add unnecessary trouble?

I never imagined that the affair between the couple outside would lead to that person.

"Little Qing'er, what do you think Mommy is afraid of? With you by my side, what can he do?"

Holding her son tightly, the little angel couldn't help but feel the melancholy of an ordinary woman, and was nothing like the spirited Qian Renxue.

Chapter 231 Important but Boring

This situation can be eliminated, only to brow, but to the heart.

Emotions are the most complex thing about human beings. No matter how powerful or invincible you are, or how humble you are, you cannot escape them.

"You guys are all quite something! One of you acted rashly for a woman, and the other got into trouble because of amnesia and kept a mistress in a gilded cage. You're quite the players!"

Qian Shui had said this more than once. Rolling her eyes, she took out two popsicles from her special preservation soul tool, tossed one to Yin Jin, and then silently started eating one herself.

"Hiss... It still has to be Sister Sasha's sweetness, plus the added attributes."

Seeing that Yin Jin didn't respond, Qian Shui looked at him with annoyance.

"Haha, Brother Shui, you really have a lot of cultural knowledge..."

"I think you're cultured but cold-blooded!"

"Oh, don't be angry~"

"If you're so capable, become one of me, at least a Title Douluo! Hey, then I won't be angry anymore."

"We...we can't possibly compare to you..."

Qian Shui didn't say anything; he just looked him up and down while biting into his popsicle.

Qian Shui stared at Yin Jin, his skin crawling. He stammered nervously, "Wh...how..."

After a long while, Qian Shui slowly spoke, "You'll come with me to Wuhun City for the Elite Tournament too."

These words put Yin Jin in a difficult position: "Huh? I still have so many things to do, and I'm getting married to Lingling after the competition. She's going to Wuhun City, and I have to prepare for the wedding!"

"Let's cancel the wedding. Things are about to get chaotic. You all need to strengthen yourselves quickly, or the wedding might turn into a funeral."

Qian Shui somewhat heartlessly shattered Yin Jin's hopes for the future, though he still harbored a sliver of illusion.

"Huh? No way! You're already married, and I've finally managed to get married! And here you are, isn't that right? Hehe, with your unparalleled charm, you can't even protect us?"

Looking up at the moon, Qian Shui said with deep meaning, "I have my own things to do. Just like the Elite Tournament, you need to walk your own path. Yin Jin, it's not that I'm heartless, but I'm genuinely thinking about you. You have a weak foundation, so you need to start early."

The spiritual practice you undertook back then may have led you to greater achievements over the years, but time is running out!

Some of the confused Yin Jin were still wondering what was going on when they saw Ling Yunzhi leading Shui Zhen'er out slowly.

"Your Majesty, we choose to restore our memories."

"We? It seems we've come to our senses?"

Seeing the resolute expressions on their faces, Qian Shui finally smiled. "I like to make decisions only after I've fully understood everything!"

She took a step forward and stood in front of Ling Yunzhi, her right hand grasping his forehead. An invisible wave of soul power spread out, and Qian Shui's entire body became as radiant as jade. Then, he shouted in a low voice, "Open your eyes!"

Yin Jin: "Brother Shui, don't you know that 'spirit projection' thing?"

Qian Shui: "Shut up! It's none of your business!"

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"This year's Elite Tournament finals are different from previous years. As you've probably heard, the finals venue has been changed to Wuhun City."

With the competition underway, the silver and gold medalists are extremely busy, especially the Minister of Education, who has many responsibilities.

As the Crown Princess, Qian Shui also needs to participate in various official activities. Of course, he is too lazy to manage the team. He does everything he can, basically just going through the motions.

Therefore, besides the Ice and Snow Emperors, Qin Ming was the only one in charge, and he couldn't rely on the ferocious beasts to coordinate the teams. At this moment, he was explaining the basic rules of the competition to the Royal Fighting Team 2.

"The Imperial Academy, which is us, is the official team. We can be divided into a main team and a vice-team. The main team will directly advance to the final and will be the seeded team. You are the vice-team, and you will need to participate in the preliminary rounds to compete for the fifteen spots in the next round."

You don't need to worry about the remaining qualifying matches; it's just a ranking competition. As long as you get through the qualifiers, you're good to go.

Confused, Ning Rongrong raised her hand and asked, "Teacher Qin, shouldn't we try to improve our ranking? Wouldn't that give us a better chance in the competition?"

Faced with this question, Qin Ming remained silent for a long while before asking, "Do you know about the Spirit Hall team?"

Seeing everyone nod, Qin Ming continued, "The average level of the participants in this year's Elite Tournament is far higher than in previous years. Soul King level members, who were almost never seen in previous years, have all appeared in large numbers."

As you all know, Tianheng has already broken through to the Soul Emperor level.

The Spirit Hall is even more terrifying. All three of their so-called Golden Generation members have become Soul Emperors and have simultaneously obtained the Purple Record Medal ahead of schedule!

Under these circumstances, it's already commendable that you managed to break through the qualifiers and reach the finals; one could say you were quite lucky.

"That's impossible! Teacher Qin, back then, didn't the 'Singer' and his group only have two Soul Kings? How could the Spirit Hall possibly have three Soul Emperors at the same time?"

Faced with Dai Mubai's incredulous question, Qin Ming simply shook his head and sighed, "I don't know how they did it. At least the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation is only around twenty years old. Or perhaps they truly live up to their name, 'Iron-Blooded Sharks'..."

"Even the 'Singer' back in the day couldn't have defeated such a combination!"

"Fatty, have you forgotten something? Brother Shui was only 14 years old back then, and he's only 24 this year. Logically speaking, he's qualified to participate. Do you think this is fair?"

Needless to say, Ning Rongrong quickly jumped out to speak for her idol.

"Ha~ Ah~ What are you saying? Hurry up and get in."

At this moment, Ning Huahua, yawning and arriving late, also put on the school uniform of Tiandou Royal Academy and rushed to the group.

The uniforms of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy are quite appealing. The light gold uniforms have the characters "Heavenly Dou" embroidered on the left chest, and the back features the symbol of the Heavenly Dou Empire, a pattern of seven silver stars.

At this moment, the Heavenly Battle Arena has become a competition arena again. The familiar place makes Qian Shui feel a little nostalgic. He once shattered the central battle arena with a single kick.

The familiar opening ceremony, coupled with the utterly boring speeches and drawing of lots, made Qian Shui, who was at the back of the line, just yawn.

The children in front were having a lively discussion, especially Ma Hongjun and Oscar, who were not very experienced.

"Little Ao, did you know? The All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament has prize money! You get 500 gold soul coins for every victory in the preliminary rounds, and an additional 3,000 gold soul coins for advancing to the knockout stage."

If we make it to the finals, the Heaven Dou Empire will not only bestow upon us the title of Baron, but also reward each participating team member, whether official or substitute, with one thousand gold soul coins. As for the final prize money, I don't even dare to dream of it!

Oscar exclaimed excitedly, "Absolutely! If we make it to the finals, won't we all be nobles?"

Traditionally, the opening ceremony of the qualifiers is always a showcase for the Royal Fighting Second Team, who plays against an unknown team to warm up the atmosphere.

This time it was even more lively because the Crown Princess Ning Huahua also participated, clearly indicating that she was the captain of the Royal Fighting Team Two.

Just the day before, the Snowy Night Emperor had warmly received his daughter-in-law, repeatedly urging her to show off her strength.

Having been scared off by the old man, Qian Shui reluctantly agreed, fearing further nagging. So, she still had to perform in the first round.

On the VIP platform in the distance were also familiar faces, with Xue Ye, Ning Fengzhi, and the Platinum Bishop Salas, the representative of the Spirit Hall, at the head of the table. Seated in the center of the second row was actually the true master of the empire—Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the world has undergone tremendous changes. The core of power has also shifted with the times. Xue Qinghe is still as gentle and refined as he was ten years ago, but his imposing aura has become more pronounced, clearly overshadowing the aging emperor before him.

Just like ten years ago, Qian Shui waved and greeted people in that direction as soon as he entered. The response was no longer one of cold indifference or deep apprehension; the change in status had made him one of their own.