Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

"I disagree!"

People always say that grudges between men can be settled with a fight, a meal, or a drink.

But what about women?

She's inexperienced, but she's very good at fighting! It's just that Qian Shui hasn't given her a chance to show it off.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Angelic True Form! Angelic Domain!"

"Fifth Soul Skill, Divine Sword!" The massive sword carrying holy fire slashed down with force.

At this moment, Qian Renxue, at level 97, was finally fighting with all her might, and her mood was even more cheerful.

After all, Qian Shui used to spar with her all the time, but after returning, she became pregnant immediately, and later she was busy with many things and never fought seriously.

In its true form, the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul possesses a Soul Skill called Angel's Descent within its Angel Domain. This skill combines the user's Soul Power with the sacred energy within the domain to create a golden angel that inflicts a stun effect with each attack.

This skill is almost impossible for her to use. It's very powerful, just like Qian Shui using her Yuan Shen martial soul. What if it kills someone?

However, neither of these two people is weak, especially Xue Di.

Although not in the far north, Xue Di was greatly weakened, and it was daytime and aerial combat, so Qian Renxue had a clear advantage.

"Emperor Hantian! Snow Dance Shines in the Sun!"

"Seventh Soul Skill, Wind Sword True Form! Wind Demon Domain!" Finally, Feng Jingyi had no choice but to activate her Soul True Form and use the domain skill for defense.

A domain of gale-force winds and icy snow suddenly swept across the entire battlefield, as if they were working together to fight against the scorching sun.

Needless to say, Snow Empress's Snow Dance Shines in the Sun transforms an area of ​​thousands of miles into a world of ice and snow, even though it is not in the far north. The 690,000-year-old ferocious beast, Ice Heaven Snow Maiden, once again displays its divine power.

The Snow Emperor, suspended in the Jade Sky, had long, pure white hair that reached her feet, howling in the gale. Her sky-blue eyes were clear and ethereal, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

"Emperor's Sword! Unparalleled Ice!" This sword strike, carrying the domain power of Snow Dance and Radiant Sun, showed no mercy, meeting the sacred sword head-on.

Of course, Feng Jingyi, who was the weakest among them, was fighting with all her might, as the strength of Qian Renxue and Xue Di far exceeded what she could currently reach.

Although she could probably fight Sword Douluo Chen Xin to a draw, he was still just a Sword Douluo.

There's always a limit to how powerful a character can be. Qian Renxue, with her level 97 Super Martial Soul, is far stronger than Feng Jingyi, let alone Xue Di, a super ferocious beast that's been around for 690,000 years.

By absorbing the soul ring of the Dark Demon God Tiger, she mastered her own domain—the Wind Demon Domain.

To put it bluntly, it is the realm of controlling wind and thunder.

Qian Shui once commented that if earth, fire, water, and wind are truly the fundamental elements that created the world, as legend has it, then this field will have unlimited potential in the future.

However, with her current abilities, Feng Jingyi, dressed in white, was struggling to use her domain to resist the aftershocks of the attacks from these two super domains.

As Qian Shui said, Douluo people always like to use powerful attacks to counter each other. The clash between Qian Renxue and Xue Di was roughly like that; it was a clash of raw power.

However, this would defeat the purpose that Qian Renxue originally wanted to achieve.

With a slight smile, the little angel raised his sword and flew away, looking like a celestial being descending from the heavens. "First Soul Skill, Angel Assault!"

Returning to familiar territory, Feng Jingyi smiled. She knew that feelings and love were all contained within the sword.

"Killing God Realm!"

Swords drawn, swords clashing, holy flames and raging winds, sanctity and killing intent, gold and red-blue clashing in a frenzied attack.

It's a pity that they were all taught by the same master, so their skills are almost identical, and it's hard to break through their moves in a short time.

"Hmm..." Looking at the Emperor Sword that had formed in her hand, the Snow Empress fell into deep thought. Should she still fight? That was the question.

...

"Hello? Hey! Is Xiaoshui there? It's your teacher!"

Bibi Dong, who was educating her grandson in the Papal Palace, suddenly sensed the immense aura released by the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul from the northwest.

Glancing at the Elder Hall, Bibi Dong noticed that Qian Daoliu hadn't gone out to have fun either, which made her blink in confusion.

He took out a soul-guided device that Qian Shui had given him for economic communication, a box-like device containing fragments of his soul.

Aside from the slightly embarrassing way of making a call, this thing is actually quite convenient, and it's nice to be able to talk to family members who are thousands of miles away.

"What's wrong with the teacher? Did something happen?"

"You didn't fight with Xiaoxue, did you?"

"Of course not, but what you said about the aura, she was sparring with a friend."

"Oh, I see~ Let me tell you, Qingyu has grown so fast lately!"

"oh oh…"

"I've been thinking lately about whether I should sew him some clothes..."

Once she confirmed that Qian Renxue was alright, Bibi Dong started her nagging elder mode. Since it wasn't face-to-face, there was less awkwardness and she didn't have to worry about her image. She could take off her shoes, cross her legs, and start nagging while lying down!

Bibi Dong used to find this thing so useful when there was nothing going on, but this time she ended up seeing it.

What Bibi Dong didn't know was that Qian Shui could see any soul fragments.

Qian Shui, who was watching the military exercise in the barracks, sniffed, completely ignoring what Bibi Dong was rambling on about.

As for what his wife wants to do, he probably already knows.

Unfortunately, there's no way to control him; his survival instinct is kicking in, and he'd rather bury his head in the sand and pretend he knows nothing.

...

The road is hard, the road is hard!

People on the wide national highway renovated by the Heavenly Dou Empire thought differently.

As a demon, she is strong and fast, but she has no sense of direction. Without Tang San, she can only follow the main group.

Because of Liu Erlong's injury and Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai's weakness, they had no choice but to travel by carriage.

However, the interplay of gold, blue, red, and white colors on the horizon terrified the evil spirit to the extreme.

"Xiao Deng, what's wrong?" Even Dai Mubai could tell that the woman was afraid.

Logically speaking, she was the most powerful among this group, having reached the level of a Title Douluo. What was such a master afraid of?

As they drew closer, Flander, who was driving the carriage, noticed something amiss and slowly brought it to a stop.

"Boss Flander, what's wrong?" A weak voice sounded, and Flander knew it was Liu Erlong.

"A powerful battle is raging ahead!"

As he opened the carriage door, Dai Mubai finally saw the various interwoven colors in the sky.

Their strength was not great, and they were far less perceptive than this eerie, demonic woman.

"Angelic power! Asura power! Frost power! Lower your aura and get through quickly! If you don't want to die!"

But it's too late!

As soon as he finished speaking, three figures appeared before the carriage as if they were gods descending to earth.

The three women stood facing each other, some holding swords to their chests with both hands, as holy as the blazing sun; others pointing their swords forward, their killing intent surging; still others pointing their swords to the ground, standing ethereal and otherworldly.

The auras of these three were extremely powerful; the four kinds of violent soul power light—red, blue, white, and gold—came from them!

"Qian Renxue? Teacher Feng and Teacher Xue?! Oh no! I shouldn't have skipped class!"

Dai Mubai glanced disdainfully at Ma Hongjun, who was escaping reality, and was both horrified and speechless.

Knowing the truth, he was filled with fear every moment. When he learned that Feng Jingyi had gone to Yuexuan, he was so scared that he almost peed his pants.

Having finally escaped Tiandou City, they rode their horses at full speed for hundreds of miles through the wind and snow. Just as they felt like a dragon entering the sea, a terrifying and despairing enemy appeared!

The only saving grace was that the three people's auras were directed at the two people in front of them, and they didn't pay attention to these beings who were like ants.

But Qian Renxue suddenly went berserk; her hands, holding the sword in front of her chest, trembled due to the intense fluctuations in her soul power. A golden pillar of light, originating from her, shot into the sky.

The subsequent disdainful words extinguished their only hope.

"Hmph! The aura of an evil spirit master!"

"Take this! Eighth Soul Skill, Enlightenment!"

Chapter 280 Flander's Tragedy, A Clash of Arts [6000 words]

The gentleman is magnanimous, but the villain grows sorrowful.

The divine light is harmless to ordinary people, but it is absolutely harmful to filth.

Pursuing power is neither shameful nor wrong.

The problem is, if one only pursues power, is it the power that is ultimately controlled, or the pursuer who is controlled by the power?

Just like when Bibi Dong was hunting for Qian Shui's first soul ring, she only chose the Netherworld Cat instead of a spirit-type soul beast.

At that time, Qian Shui was too weak, while the soul beasts had all cultivated for a hundred years. If it was a spirit-type soul beast, its soul would be even stronger. How could we ensure that it would not cause irreversible damage to Qian Shui, whose soul had become a martial soul?

The answer is attribute compatibility, and strength arises spontaneously. Without a strong self, nothing else matters.

In Qian Shui's view, the Martial Soul Cultivation Method is a result-oriented approach that works backward from the process. While this method is simple and makes it easier to acquire power, it is too easy and therefore puts a greater strain on one's temperament, comprehension, and willpower.

The first is the Soul Ring, the second is the Domain, and the third is the Divine Inheritance. These are the rules of the world that allow for gradual advancement.

Just as a hundred-year-old soul ring is less powerful than a thousand-year-old or ten-thousand-year-old one, there are also different ranks of gods.

Just as the divine succession of a god-king level naturally surpasses that of an ordinary god in terms of overall rule-based abilities, so too must it surpass the divine succession of the sea god, the Rakshasa god, and the Asura god.

If a first-level god is like a titled Douluo with a ninth spirit ring that lasts for ten thousand years, then a god-king is like a titled Douluo with a spirit ring that lasts for one hundred thousand years.

The attachment of a spirit ring can be chosen appropriately or inappropriately; it can be obtained by hunting down a spirit beast or by sacrificing a spirit beast. The same applies to the inheritance of a divine position.

In Qian Shui's eyes, the inheritance itself mainly depends on the attitude of the gods, these special 'soul beasts'.

From the beginning, the Rakshasa God did not like Bibi Dong very much, unlike the Sea God, who gave away the divine artifact after seven trials.

"There's a Rakshasa Demon Scythe? Damn it! Rakshasa is definitely not a good god!"

Bibi Dong, who was still on the phone with Qian Shui, was shocked when she heard the live broadcast. At the very least, her thighs started shaking even more violently.

Qian Qingyu, who was still circulating his internal energy, was startled and his little eyes widened. He recalled the pile of photos of his maternal grandmother holding his biological mother that his father had given him before he left, as well as a recording soul tool. He quickly touched his own spatial soul tool.

His father repeatedly warned him that if his beautiful grandmother ever went crazy, he should immediately take it out and make her die.

Although his little head didn't really understand the meaning of "social death," he still patted his chest and guaranteed that he could definitely complete this simple task!