Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

Ning Rongrong: "If we fail, let's retreat. Third Prince, Teacher Chen, provide backup for Bing'er and Oscar. Keep your distance from Dai Mubai's army, surround them but don't attack."

Xue Haizang: "Received."

Chen Sha: "Received."

Shui Bing'er: "Received."

Oscar: "Received."

After speaking, Ning Rongrong turned off her communication soul tool and turned to enter the main tent.

"How is it?"

Facing Ning Huahua, who had just opened her eyes from her cultivation, Ning Rongrong softened her expression slightly. "Shui Bing'er's assassination mission failed, but the powerful figure behind her has appeared."

The person raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

The communication soul tool was composed of his mental network, and he already knew what was being said inside it.

Shui Bing'er's assassination plan, as well as the limited amount of ammunition that Huan Hongchen produced and the perfected fire poker, were all things he had planned long ago.

Just like the aiming technique using the lens formed by the frost in the left eye of the Light Feather Douluo, the only Soul Masters who can do this besides Qian Shui himself are his little apprentice and the girls of Tian Shui.

With Oscar as the spotter and the flying mushroom sausage as the sniper, the two of them were now a perfect sniper duo.

“Brother Xue…” Ning Huahua was still a little worried as she looked at Xue Qinghe, who was almost asleep in the main seat.

"Let him rest, he's too tired."

With a slight sigh, Ning Rongrong could only sit down and deal with military affairs.

Although Xue Qinghe established a staff system, with old rivals like Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu as members of the staff, information could be prioritized for integration and then passed up the chain of command.

However, for the three major military corps, the issues of eating and using the toilet together are no small matter.

Moreover, besides those besieging Xingluo City, the other two major armies are also slowly advancing on the east and west sides of the Xingluo Empire in a pincer movement. After all, effective occupation and actual control are needed, so the war continues.

Life is tough, Ning Rongrong sighed.

Since the start of the war, until the enemy reached the gates of Xingluo City, Xue Qinghe and Ning Huahua had not been involved in any affairs.

With Sword Douluo Chen Xin by her side, Ning Rongrong effectively became the supreme military commander, and all subsequent battles were completed under her command alone.

What troubles Ning Rongrong the most is that perhaps long ago, Ning Huahua was cultivating her ability in this area, just as she was the actual commander of the elite competition.

Ning Rongrong glanced up at Ning Huahua, who had once again entered a meditative state, and then picked up her pen to begin her work.

(Take a break, you've been sleeping for months, and you still want to rest? Are you kidding me?! — Grand Consul Ning Rongrong)

Chapter 288 Qian Shui Speaks of the End, The Angel's Seventh Trial, Dark Qian Renxue Descends [6000 words]

"Erlong, are you sure this is Douluo Continent? We haven't been transported to another world, have we?!"

Facing the battlefield engulfed in flames, Purple Pearl's eyes widened, completely losing their luster, leaving only the orange and red hues reflected in the firelight.

"Have you been reading too many fantasy novels lately?" Liu Erlong's eyes were full of disdain as he saw that Zi Zhenzhu was still holding a fantasy novel about traveling to another world.

Pointing at the deafening roar of artillery fire, the purple fingernails of Purple Pearl were imprinted with the flames. "Don't try to fool me! I must have transmigrated! Otherwise, what the hell is that?! Where are my familiar spirit rings?!"

"Don't even think about it. That guy can do anything you can't imagine. The illustrated novel you saw must also be his masterpiece."

I learned from Tang San that Qian Shui was the so-called 'Extraterrestrial Demon,' and in fact, he was the one who transmigrated.

Seeing the one-sided attack before him, Liu Erlong roughly understood why the war was progressing so quickly.

The only thing that surprised her was the territory occupied by the Heavenly Dou Empire along the way. If it weren't for the ruins left by the war still standing there, the scene there would have looked like it was during peacetime.

So, as things stand now, even Liu Erlong isn't quite sure. Is Qian Shui really like the useless character in a picture book novel, who only became powerful because of time travel?

In short, I'll be meeting him in person soon, and maybe I'll have a chance to ask him some questions.

"Soul Emperor? High-level Soul Saint? Where are you two from?" Just as Liu Erlong and Zi Zhenzhu approached the Heaven Dou Empire's camp, they were stopped by a man in ice-blue armor.

The man before her narrowed his eyes slightly, his icy blue soul power flowing within them. The mere overflow of this soul power, imbued with a chilling aura, was enough to make even a Soul Emperor like Purple Pearl turn her head in fear.

Two yellow, two purple, and four black – this was undoubtedly an eight-ring Soul Douluo powerhouse, instantly pulling Purple Pearl back to reality from her fantasy of transmigrating to another world.

"Ling boy, are you sure you can do this?"

"No problem, Senior Sword Douluo, please continue to look after Star Luo City."

"It's not easy. The people of the Star Luo Empire are no longer just rushing in in groups. They even know to send two high-level Soul Masters to assassinate them." After saying this, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had suddenly appeared, suddenly disappeared again.

Liu Erlong waved to stop the wary Purple Pearl and, recognizing the man, quickly spoke up: "Teacher Ling, this is Liu Erlong, the dean of Blue Tyrant Academy. I want to see my nephew, Yu Tianheng!"

However, he didn't directly ask to see Xue Qinghe or Qian Shui, but instead opted for a less direct approach. This was the result of Liu Erlong's careful consideration on the way, as the abruptness of barging into the military camp to see the highest commander would be no less than storming the palace.

Ling Yunzhi, who had been squinting with his eyes open, suddenly closed them again, glanced at the central command tent, and said, "Liu Erlong? Come with me."

Once inside the camp, the defensive wall, which could be seen from a great distance and was even taller than the main city wall of Xingluo City, was right in front of you.

The area facing Xingluo City was completely enclosed, forming a huge circle that completely surrounded Xingluo City.

To the naked eye, this massive wall, though narrow, is entirely a metal structure, with its base, sides, and top covered in dense barbed wire.

Clearly, this is another almost impossible miracle. However, the difficulty in building such a massive walled city is not, first and foremost, how to build it under the enemy's nose.

Rather, it is the metal city wall itself, the huge demand for steel, and the steel production capacity required!

Seeing Ling Yunzhi stop outside the tent, she followed suit, swallowed hard, and with her eyes never leaving the massive metal wall, exclaimed in surprise, "What on earth is this thing?!"

Ling Yunzhi, with his narrowed eyes, didn't even turn around to explain. He simply called out into the tent, "Miss Rongrong, Liu Erlong from Lanba Academy."

"Hey! Where am I?!"

Ignoring Purple Pearl, Ling Yunzhi turned and left.

Liu Erlong and Zi Zhenzhu looked at each other, unsure of what to do—should they go in?

Ning Rongrong, who had put down her pen, glanced at the curtain of the main tent, then looked at Xue Qinghe, who had been sleeping on the main seat, only to find that he had already opened his eyes.

Somewhat bewildered, Ning Rongrong stood up, walked to the tent flap, and flung it open, revealing two bewildered figures outside.

"Go inside." With that, Ning Rongrong ignored the two of them and left the tent as well, disappearing to do who-knows-where.

Liu Erlong, unaware of what was going on, sighed softly, "Pearl, you wait for me outside."

"What?"

Why? This is the central command tent! Even if Liu Erlong is stupid, she can tell that the scale here is different from the other tents. They've brought them directly to see Xue Qinghe!

Sometimes, knowing too many secrets isn't a good thing. Xue Qinghe is also known as Qianshui or Qianrenxue. Although Liu Erlong came out of necessity, he didn't want to trick Zizhenzhu, so naturally, the less he knew, the safer he would be.

The only thing that puzzled Liu Erlong was why Ning Rongrong, the young girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, was included, while Ling Yunzhi directly reported to Ning Rongrong instead of Xue Qinghe.

"Come in, everyone."

With a slight sigh, seeing Purple Pearl's extremely excited and eager expression, Liu Erlong felt a sharp pain in his head. There wasn't a time when she herself only needed to do this.

But times have changed, and she is no longer the one who was once the killing machine.

Lifting the curtain, Liu Erlong saw Xue Qinghe in the shadows. Although she couldn't see his face clearly, she knew he was watching her.

"You're wondering why you were brought to see me when you were supposed to see Yu Tianheng, and why Rongrong left, right?"

It was a show of force, and the oppressive feeling of controlling people's hearts instantly swept over Liu Erlong.

"Yes!" With no better way to respond, Liu Erlong could only bite the bullet and continue the conversation.

"The news of Flander's death has already spread, and you, who were supposed to escape with Dai Mubai, have disappeared."

Whether in Xingluo City, by Dai Mubai's side, or anywhere else, there is no trace of you.

Now that you've appeared, and come directly here, it's not without reason. So, are you really looking for Yu Tianheng? This is probably just a pretext.

Intelligent people never need to say much. Just mentioning your name tells them you must be carrying some confidential information, information that can only be shared with me, right?

When Liu Erlong faced the man again, she realized that those people had no chance of winning at all!

Even a young girl like Ning Rongrong could instantly discern their intentions, so what was the true nature of the person in charge?

Their cunning is so great that it makes people almost forget their actual strength!

"How should I address you! Your Highness the Crown Prince! Or... Your Immortal Lord?!"

"What a pointless question. You want to know how Yu Luomian died, right?" Qian Shui asked back almost the instant Liu Erlong finished asking his question.

Silence fell, and the only response from the person in the main seat was a gloomy and angry gaze.

"If I am driven into a deadly situation, it is either him or me who dies. Does this question even need an answer?" As the reply to Liu Erlong rang out, Xue Qinghe and Ning Huahua appeared behind Liu Erlong and Zi Zhenzhu.

"Let's go. Since we're here, let's finish up early together."

"End what?"

Without answering Liu Erlong, the two men behind him simply lifted the curtain and left the central military tent.

"Erlong, what's going on? We didn't say anything, did we? How did he know you said you were looking for Yu Tianheng?" Zi Zhenzhu cautiously turned around and asked Liu Erlong.

After a nonsensical conversation, they started talking about the murder of their father. Can't these riddle-makers just say what they really mean?

Liu Erlong was equally bewildered. How could she know what was wrong with this person? He had just come up and torn two scars on her, and was about to run away without explaining anything?

"Brother Xue, Sister, what's going on?" Ning Rongrong rushed over as soon as she saw Xue Qinghe and Ning Huahua appear in front of the central command tent.

Liu Erlong's arrival revealed something very unusual. Xue Qinghe, who had been motionless, suddenly appeared, and Ning Rongrong, who was closest to him, was stunned.

"Rongrong, you will be in complete control of the battle from now on until the war ends."

Xue Qinghe's expression revealed a hint of joy, as if he couldn't contain his delight, and even a little eagerness, which left Ning Rongrong at a loss.

"Brother Xue, are you going back to Tiandou City?"

Previously, Xue Qinghe and Ning Huahua had been standing behind her to command the battle.

Although she issued all the commands, they were backed by Xue Qinghe, and many people even thought she was just a messenger.

Now, although she didn't know what Xue Qinghe was going to do, she still handed over the command of the battlefield to herself, and her heart was filled with anxiety and unease.

However, Xue Qinghe still didn't say much, only gazing towards the north. Before long, a young man in green robes descended from the sky.

"Water..." Ning Rongrong, who had been excited for a moment upon seeing the newcomer, immediately suppressed her emotions. "Your Majesty!"

Hearing the clattering of the armor, the thousand-man himself no longer needed to disguise himself. He smiled and patted the head of the fifteen-year-old supreme commander. "Rongrong, let's go first."

As they spoke, a huge, oddly shaped, box-like metal object appeared before them.