Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

Or perhaps, they all became one of their own.

However, when Qian Shui learned that the academy they would be facing in the first battle was called 'Blue Tyrant Academy', he exclaimed, "This must be the choice of Steins Gate!"

Upon closer inspection, they indeed saw Yu Xiaogang and a beautiful woman sitting next to him, who must be his cousin Liu Erlong.

This is a battle that would be a foregone conclusion even without Qian Shui's participation, or we could simply send our little apprentice up alone.

However, having promised Xueye, the nominal 'father-in-law,' this daughter-in-law also has to put in some effort.

Wiping away the tears that had spilled from her yawn, Ning Huahua said to the seven people in front of her, "Let's play rock-paper-scissors. I have to go first, and the remaining six can divide the spoils among yourselves."

Ning Rongrong was stunned. This was completely out of character for Ning Huahua's lazy nature. She asked directly, "What are you doing up there?"

"It was ordered by higher-ups! What can I do?"

"Oh."

With an increasingly disdainful expression, Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips and laughed, "I'm definitely going to show off in this competition!"

As her teammates patted Xiaowu on the shoulder one by one, she stared blankly at her own hand, muttering in disbelief, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

This caused Qian Shui to shake his head, exclaiming that it was most taboo to plant a flag on important occasions.

"The first match of the first round of the preliminary rounds has officially begun." With the referee's signal, the first preliminary match of this year's All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament officially commenced.

"Seven treasures transform into crystal! First, power! Second, speed! Third, spirit! Fourth, defense!"

"Seven treasures transform into crystal! First, strength! Second, speed! Third, spirit! Fourth, defense! Fifth, attack! Sixth, essence!"

In the eyes of the audience, two girls who looked almost identical, one with long, flowing hair and the other with her hair piled up, simultaneously unleashed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the number one support-type weapon spirit in the world.

Qian Shui, having nothing better to do, absorbed the Evil Eye Tyrant's 100,000-year soul ring and obtained the Sixth Soul Skill of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which consists of two 100,000-year soul skills that can either increase or decrease mental power. Therefore, as Ning Huahua, her manifested Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda also gained a Sixth Soul Skill.

With the appearance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, a sixth-ring support, and another fourth-ring support with the same martial soul, the opposing Blue Tyrant team, which seemed to have only one Soul Master, had no chance of winning. The little apprentice took the lead and unleashed a series of hand chops, ending the match in just a few breaths.

Only Zhu Zhuqing, being an agility-based attacker, managed to secure a kill.

Chapter 232 Leisure Time Between Matches

The saying goes, "One can kill a man in ten steps and leave no trace for a thousand miles."

Qian Shui himself probably wouldn't have thought it would be difficult to do this, but his little apprentice is different; he's someone who can really do it.

"The path to immortality is long and arduous, a path where even the most withered bones become kings—this is the battlefield where heroes are born."

The little apprentice has been looking more and more like a young girl lately. Humming the song "Burying the Immortal" that I taught her, she walked slowly toward Ning Huahua with a big smile on her face.

Having reached the Soul Master level at the age of ten, she was even more focused and, with proper guidance, grew much faster than Qian Shui had when she tried to figure things out on her own.

The home crowd who had been cheering for the Royal Fighting Team fell silent, which allowed most of the high-level cultivators to hear the little apprentice's singing.

The person who started this was a little uncomfortable. What would people think if they heard the lyrics "The road to kingship is made of withered bones"?

The two Seven Treasure Glazed Pagodas were already impressive enough, but the second team members were even more formidable, and the crowd erupted in even louder cheers.

Xueye couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Qinghe, is this that person's disciple?"

"Yes, Father."

"What a little 'singer'!"

Xue Ye had mixed feelings about Qian Shui's ambiguous stance. Both Qian Shui himself and the identities of his two disciples indicated that he was siding with the Heavenly Dou Empire.

However you look at it, Ning Huahua can still be considered a direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, while Qian Shui himself is the personal disciple of Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

Faced with this situation, these high-ranking people no longer spoke sarcastically to Salas as they had ten years ago, which instead made the temple bishop somewhat numb.

Qian Renxue glanced at Salas. He could be considered Bibi Dong's man, but he was also her subordinate. She didn't do anything to him even though she didn't like him, because there were some things she still had to do.

Of the seven members of Blue Tyrant Academy, all except the support girl attacked by Zhu Zhuqing were stunned by her little apprentice. Only the support girl was left in a daze. However, her opponent did not say anything. After the referee announced the victory, they all calmly walked off the fighting platform.

"You guys are so stupid! Don't you know how many guns to take? You should have gone instead with Sister Xiaowu!"

Faced with Xiao Wu's taunts, Dai Mubai couldn't help but retort, "Xiao Wu, of course you can snatch it if you have the soul power to teleport. What can we do?"

"Charge in immediately! What level are they at? Why are you hesitating?"

Spreading his hands, Ma Hongjun actually started talking about tactics with Xiao Wu: "Xiao Wu, we don't have a control system, but they do. What if we get controlled? Wouldn't we make a fool of ourselves?"

Xiao Wu scratched her head, then thought about it carefully: "That's true, only I, Xiao Wu, can control myself..."

Ning Rongrong, walking towards Xiao Wu with her fair, white legs, said, "Shui Shui's martial soul attacks all come with a stun effect, so that counts as control, right..."

Oscar's eyes darted around, and he thought of some people's ideas: "As long as you knock all the opponents out of the game, you've got control?!"

Ning Rongrong looked at Oscar with disdain: "You sausage uncle are just too infatuated with those 0 women!"

"Rongrong!"

Fortunately, Ning Huahua, who was yawning, had already gone far away, otherwise Oscar would have blushed deeply again.

As the group walked out of the Great Soul Arena, preparing to return directly to the academy, a familiar voice talking to Ning Huahua made them stop.

"Hua Hua, do you really have to stay in the second team? If you go to the first team, maybe the first team still has a chance to win the championship."

Some people said it was hopeless. In their plan, the Spirit Hall would be the absolute winner this time, and with overwhelming strength that crushed all monsters and demons. Ning Huahua joining the team would be meaningless, even if it was a team of all Soul Emperors.

However, Ning Huahua couldn't say this to Ning Fengzhi. She only confidently replied, "I can defeat everyone even with them!"

"Dad!" Ning Rongrong ran excitedly over and threw herself into her father's arms.

Seeing Ning Huahua's confidence, Ning Fengzhi didn't say anything more. He took Ning Rongrong's hand and walked over: "Hello, hello, kids from Team Two."

Upon seeing that it was Ning Fengzhi, such an important figure, everyone hurriedly bowed.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "No need to be so polite. Right now, I am just Rongrong and Huahua's father. Please don't treat me as some kind of sect leader. I am just your elder."

The sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is extremely rare; at least he has never been to the Royal Fighting Team's base. In any case, his approachable manner greatly increased the goodwill of commoner Soul Masters like Oscar and Ma Hongjun.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded, saying, "I have high hopes for you, but this competition is full of strong competitors, which has broadened the horizons of us old guys. However, with Hua Hua here, it shouldn't be a problem."

What seems like nothing now is a big deal. In the finals, you'll meet your real opponents. Good luck!

After speaking, Ning Fengzhi also prepared to leave. Apart from Ma Hongjun and Oscar, the other members of the second team all had special identities. Xiao Wu and Qian Shuishui had a close relationship with Qian Shuishui; Ning Rongrong and Ning Huahua were on the same side; Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were from the Star Luo Empire.

Although all of them had broken through to the Soul Master level, with only differences in their Soul Power, he had no interest in recruiting members for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Seeing that the group was alright, Ning Huahua sent them back to the academy to refine their souls. These people still had to compete, so for the time being, she arranged for them to work with a team to maintain order in Tiandou City.

In the end, only Ning Huahua and Ning Fengzhi remained. They chatted as they walked into Tianhuang Street, the most bustling area of ​​Tiandou City, which was another social engagement that someone hated the most.

"Huahua, how is Hong'er doing lately?"

"I'm doing great, and I'm eating well."

...

Speaking of her son, Qianshui has recently been freed up.

It wasn't difficult for Ling Yunzhi to regain his memory. He wasn't completely devastated after being hit on the head; a few tricks were used to fix it.

After recovering, the male protagonist from someone else's family didn't go crazy. He just looked at Qian Shui with a bitter smile for a long time, and then tried to kneel down and kowtow, leaving Qian Shui with a lot of resentment.

They also knew about the news that had spread in the far north; it was a huge matter that couldn't be kept secret. Ling Yunzhi's mind cleared, and he remembered Qian Shui's instructions from years ago, finally realizing that he was the one who had caused this trouble.

Anyway, we can't go to Tiandou City. The Tianshui Academy team can only ask Qianshui to take care of their safety. We can't think of anything else.

Qianshui has finally found someone to take care of her one-year-old son. Lately, he's been running around with the lamb in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, and Qianshui seems afraid that he might fall into the hot pot, so she has to keep an eye on him herself.

Ling Yunzhi and his wife had nothing else to do, so they arranged for them to stay at their own home and watch their son play and study.

The little angel has been feeling down lately, and she doesn't even seem interested in talking to her favorite bad brother anymore.

"Qinghe, have you been waiting long?"

Ning Fengzhi and Ning Huahua arrived at an antique-style teahouse. At this time, there were only a few customers in the teahouse, making it very quiet.

Xue Qinghe shook his head, then bowed to Ning Fengzhi and said, "Teacher, Huahua, you've arrived?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and said, "Qinghe, I've told you so many times, there's no need for this. Besides, we're family now."

Ning Fengzhi is now Xue Qinghe's father-in-law. Qian Renxue, Xue Qinghe's father, smiled and said, "How can that be? You are Qinghe's teacher, and now you are an elder. How can I be disrespectful to you?"

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but smile. Over the years, he had quite a few moments of being overly respectful: "Alright, alright, you're always like this. Don't neglect Huahua~"

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's teasing remark, Xue Qinghe pretended to take Ning Huahua's hand and said gently, "Huahua, you've worked hard today~"

"I'm just opening a martial soul." Someone was such a spoilsport, speaking with an accent as soon as he opened his mouth. Little Angel could tell he was doing it on purpose, and rolled her eyes at Ning Fengzhi behind his back.

"Alright, alright~ Come on, have some tea~"

He pulled Ning Huahua to sit next to him, poured her a cup of tea, and handed it to her, indicating that she should take a break.

"Is it important, teacher?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I'm usually too busy, but this is a great event, a rare opportunity. I just wanted to persuade Hua Hua to join the Royal Fighting Team 1. That way, their chances of winning the championship might be higher."

Ning Huahua usually gives the impression of being a lazy person, often appearing and disappearing without a trace, and frequently taking Xue Qinghe and the eldest grandson of the emperor into hiding. After the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was implicated by the couple, Ning Fengzhi himself was also extremely busy and rarely seen.

It just so happened that the Elite Tournament was opening, and all the big names made an appearance, including Xue Qinghe. Ning Fengzhi took this opportunity to get together with the couple.

"Oh? Hua Hua agreed?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled helplessly and said, "Obviously, no."

They exchanged a glance with Xue Qinghe, and both smiled at each other, each feeling helpless.

"It's okay if Hua Hua doesn't want to. The kids in Team Two are all geniuses. In five years, they'll probably be the champions of the next competition!"

Someone was too lazy to get involved, and didn't even bother to pretend, so he leaned against Xue Qinghe and kept yawning.

"Alright, Qinghe, take this opportunity to give you both some free time. I won't bother you any longer. Try to have one sooner rather than later, and your father will be even happier. I won't bother you any longer either." Seeing that Ning Huahua really didn't want to talk about these things, Ning Fengzhi readily agreed.

"Just four already! Let's have another one!"

Qianshui was also subtly saying this to the little angel, since he hadn't been very proactive lately and needed a talking-to.

The little angel understood perfectly well, but she couldn't do that in front of Ning Fengzhi, so she could only pretend to be embarrassed and reply, "Teacher~!"

"Look, even Hua Hua said that~ Okay, okay, the teacher's leaving~"

Seeing Ning Fengzhi walk away, Qian Shui became bolder. She lifted her legs and placed them on her thighs, tilted her head back, and, with feigned allure, said, "How about...?"

At this moment, the two had switched places. Faced with Qian Shui's boldness, the little angel wouldn't stand idly by—she wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed down on him, instantly transforming the quiet tea room into a romantic, pink-hued space.

Using Qian Shui's body, the little angel let out a hoarse growl: "Little Shui, you're playing with fire!"