Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

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Qian Shui: "The opponent's stupidity has thoroughly... enraged everyone in Tian Dou. Those who want to fight... are already... coming in droves... like dry tinder and a raging fire, with just a little spark!"

Qian Renxue: "Yes... the question is, how exactly do we fight?"

Qian Shui: "Six routes attacking simultaneously! A pincer movement unfolds from three sides! A blitzkrieg against the Star Luo Empire!"

Qian Renxue: "I understand the logic, but could you please stop saying these things at times like this?"

What can you do if you haven't put down the cleaver? Keep cooking and chatting!

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A dish was never made, but Qian Shui had prepared a Mars-shaped object.

"Dai Mubai!" Zhu Zhuqing has been like a cat with its fur standing on end lately, constantly suppressing the urge to bite.

No matter what, Dai Mubai is her fiancé, and the engagement is still in effect. Although she doesn't want to keep it, she still holds the title.

Oscar shared a similar mindset, though he remained mostly silent.

"I really don't understand why they haven't started fighting yet?" Xiao Wu held up a large piece of paper and covered her head with it.

This is an official publication containing authoritative information, issued recently due to the impending war, supposedly to set the record straight and prevent rumors.

In April of Douluo Calendar 2645, countless unedited photographs taken by photographic soul guides and sent back from the battlefield still gave people in peace a huge shock.

The more real something is, the more convincing it becomes. The bloodshed and brutality of the battlefield are far beyond what those who pontificate can imagine, until they actually see it for themselves.

This time, even the most conservative forces within the Heavenly Dou Empire demanded an immediate military strike against the Star Luo Empire.

The photographic soul tool brought by Huan Hongchen completely changed the course of history in Douluo Continent at this moment, and an important part of the world's history was recorded in such a grand manner for the first time.

Conversely, all of this will ultimately imbue this technology with a special significance that transcends its original form. The history of Douluo Continent should not be buried in oblivion; perhaps many secrets will eventually cease to be secrets.

The instigator, Qian Shui, smiled without saying a word, pulling the militaristic and warmongering United States back to the anti-war side. All it took was some real war photos to eventually produce the famous 'Saigon Iron Fist'.

The same thing can be used in reverse, and all it takes is to expose the tragedy nakedly to the public.

However, Xiao Wu, who usually doesn't think too much about rabbits, didn't talk much, and her expression under the large paper publication was unusually calm.

This situation is very similar to the small village that was almost completely slaughtered when she met Qian Shui many years ago.

Qian Shui was someone I could have killed back then, but I didn't for the time being; it's quite similar to the war with this country.

However, the result that year was not good and was quite inexplicable.

She still can't forget Qian Shui's demonic expression; at that time, all she felt in Qian Shui's presence was fear.

Her rabbit-like mind couldn't understand what kind of power had pulled Qian Shui back from the abyss, but she knew that it was probably related to Qian Renxue.

A long time ago, Qian Renxue was Xue Qinghe. That incident happened after Qian Shui went to Tian Dou City. Only that woman could make Qian Shui become like that, and only she could possibly bring Qian Shui back.

No one else can do it.

What could she do despite her resentment? She, Xiao Wu, was also a party involved, yet she couldn't do anything about it.

They were all too young and too weak back then; they couldn't distinguish or do many things.

Now, even she, a silly rabbit, can understand many things, so naturally, she has even more confidence in the man who has already reached the pinnacle.

Whether it's a soul beast or a human, just like the giant wildfire that killed the Blue Silver King back then, as long as that man doesn't lose his mind, who can beat him?

He was given ten years, and the resources he had at his disposal had increased to the point where he could instantly accomplish what used to take him a whole night to do with just a few hundred firecrackers.

As for those lousy gods in the sky who don't allow soul beasts to become gods, why don't you come down and fight them one-on-one?

Xiao Wu had absolute faith in Qian Shui from some point onwards, perhaps because he even looked down on her offering him a sacrifice.

After transforming into a human, something happened to her. Could it be that, as Qian Shui said, she was passively learning from humans? It made her become pretentious.

Anyway, with tall people to protect her, she can fight when she needs to and eat and drink well when she needs to. "Shui Shui, let's go! Let's eat."

"Oh~"

"Senior sister, wait for me~"

Looking at Xiao Wu and Qian Shuishui, who seemed completely indifferent, Ning Rongrong recalled the first time she met them at Shrek Academy.

Back then, Xiao Wu was still very innocent and naive, unlike now, when she loves to sleep and her eyes always have a strange melancholy in them.

Qian Shuishui back then was far more inhuman and cold-hearted than she is now, unlike now, when we often see her with a sweet smile.

But they had no sense of identity back then, as if they weren't human beings at all, let alone the concept of a nation.

With a major battle imminent, Ning Rongrong suddenly felt an urge to know what they were thinking. For no reason at all, she asked, "Xiao Wu, Shui Shui, will you join the war?"

Xiao Wu: "I'm fine with anything, Shui Shui, what about you?"

Qian Shuishui: "Dai Mubai...can we kill him?"

Chapter 287 Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon, the War Continues [6000 words]

I sigh at the spring flowers and the autumn moon, for they ask not of parting.

In the attic, I wrote a letter of longing, my pen never ceasing…

On the verge of Douluo Continent, Liu Erlong's mood remained largely unchanged; having almost lost everything, she simply hummed a lullaby softly.

"Erlong, what tune is this?"

"Unknown, it's said to be one of the rewards that 'singer' casually tossed to Yuexuan."

"Now that you mention it, I'm even more interested in this person! Not only is he capable, but he's also so cultured and has such good taste!"

Walking on the streets of Hanhai City, Liu Erlong and Zizhenzhu were purchasing some essential daily necessities.

"Hey, have you heard? The Star Luo Empire has been almost completely conquered!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? It's such a big place, you can't even run that fast!"

"What's impossible about that! His Highness the Crown Prince descended from the heavens, personally leading a large army to besiege Xingluo City, while four other armies marched in at the same time, plunging the entire Xingluo Empire into chaos!"

Xingluo City has been besieged for almost a month. Despite the entire nation's efforts to rescue the emperor, they have failed to shake the Crown Prince's besieging army.

In a battle of this magnitude, even a fool could see that the annihilation of the Star Luo Empire was only a matter of time.

Passersby often chat about current events, their interest in these topics is self-evident. Of course, this only applies to events that are noteworthy enough; otherwise, most people are only concerned with mundane matters like food and shelter.

However, this news sounded very different to Liu Erlong. From the first day of the year when she fled to her return to Douluo Continent, only half a year had passed, and now the Star Luo Empire was about to fall completely?

Liu Erlong seemed dazed, but he also looked in another direction. "Pearl, we need to go somewhere else!"

"What's wrong? Where are we going?"

"Southeast, change course to Xingluo City!"

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The night view of Tiandou City has always been beautiful, which is largely due to its highly developed commerce. As the capital of the Tiandou Empire, only Xingluo City can rival it in the entire Douluo Continent.

The beauty of Xingluo City mainly comes from the delicacy of the South, while Tiandou City is full of the grandeur of the North, each with its own merits.

However, Tian Dou City is now likely to have the upper hand, as Xing Luo City to the south is already engulfed in war.

Elegant and tranquil lights shone from the multi-story buildings of Yuexuan, and a steady stream of people entered through invitations.

As the Imperial Etiquette Academy of the Heaven Dou Empire, those who can enter Yuexuan must at least possess a noble title and be no older than thirty. Undoubtedly, this is the place where the next generation of nobles of the Heaven Dou Empire is cultivated.

However, for some reason, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, who values ​​etiquette the most, doesn't like Yuexuan very much, and he might only visit a few times in more than ten years.

The most recent instance was on the first day of the Lunar New Year, when he personally escorted a Title Douluo to Yuexuan to learn etiquette.

Once the New Year holiday was over, the news gradually spread, but no one dared to offend the Title Douluo and Xue Qinghe. The only thing they knew was that this Title Douluo was a beauty.

The war at the front lines seemed to have no impact on the normal operation of places like Yuexuan; on the contrary, business was getting better and better.

Fortunately, Yuexuan is not a place of pleasure, but a school of etiquette, and tonight is the annual graduation ceremony.

Another batch of students is about to graduate, and those invited are all the students' parents and elders. They are undoubtedly all influential figures in the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Sitting below the stage, among the nobles, stood a young man of illustrious status. He was none other than Xue Beng, the fourth prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.

The war continued, and apart from Emperor Xueye, the only members of the royal family remaining in Tiandou City were the idle fourth prince and Princess Xueke, who was still in school.

Even their royal uncle, Prince Xuexing, was sent to the front lines to oversee behind-the-scenes work such as logistics.

Xue Beng came here for his younger sister Xue Ke's graduation ceremony.

The honor of representing the graduating class on the harp has always been a tradition of Yuexuan, reserved for the most outstanding student of the graduating class.

Such a thing could only be done by Princess Xue Ke of the royal family, which was almost universally acknowledged by the audience.

Just then, a door on one side of the hall opened, and a girl dressed in white slowly walked out, carrying an exquisite and beautiful golden harp.

Her short, pure white hair was neatly styled without any adornment. Her red eyes and the faint smile at the corner of her mouth accentuated her beauty. A hint of melancholy in her eyes added to her allure, and her appearance instantly made her the center of attention.

Simply put, judging solely by her temperament, this girl possesses a more intrinsic and profound nobility and elegance than the average aristocrat, lacking the superficial air of superiority.

The girl in white placed the harp on the prepared table, sat gracefully on her special low stool, smiled and nodded to the many guests, and then slowly raised her slender hands to play softly.

As the melodious tune played, Xue Beng couldn't help but exclaim, "The Crimson Maiden? How fitting! Hmph... this Wind Demon Douluo is no pushover!"

The war was progressing exceptionally well, and countless reports of victory poured back to Tiandou City like snowflakes.

However, some people far away in Tiandou City had a different feeling.

When Xue Qinghe led his army away from Tiandou City, Xue Beng and Tang San were so excited they almost jumped for joy.

From the instigation of the war to Xue Qinghe's suppression of domestic war sentiment, the situation took about half a year to develop.

Unlike other Chinese people who have a strong inclination towards war, while they are also willing to see war break out, they hope it will start as soon as possible.

Because this is more rushed, insufficient preparation will lead to all sorts of mistakes, and thus more people will die. In this way, their initial objective will be achieved.

However, Xue Qinghe, or rather Qian Shui, was more rational and thorough than they had imagined.

"Fourth Prince, I have no idea what he's thinking or plotting." Sitting next to Xue Beng was Tang San, but his expression had become even more somber.

"You think you can't get it, but I can?" He learned almost all of these tricks from the Crown Prince's residence. Now that the situation has developed to this point, Avalanche has come to his senses.

Perhaps it wasn't that they didn't notice their actions, but rather that they knew but simply didn't care!

"He didn't even use his absolute strength. On the contrary, after the army set off, the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, far from the center of the vortex, issued no further orders from the Crown Prince!"

The curtain rises, the curtain falls, who is the guest?