Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

As a mother and an excellent wife, she has an intimate knowledge of Qianshui and her own body, and an extreme love for them.

Many things aren't that complicated or absolute. It's just a matter of discussing things with her and Qian Shui. It's a good thing that everyone is happy and we can find common ground while respecting differences.

She's such a sweetheart, she hates fighting and killing the most!

"Sigh, no wonder men like the dark. I like it too, don't I?"

"Hey! What's wrong with you, heir to the angels?"

Holding a kitchen knife, Qian Renxue infuriated the Black Angel, whose eyes twitched. "Where's your angel sword? Fighting with a kitchen knife?"

Just tell me what you mean!

"What? What's going on? Can't I like myself?" Sniffing, the little angel's eyes darted around.

At first she was disgusted by it, but later she found that the kitchen knife was quite useful and it looked very imposing when she picked it up!

She had just instinctively pulled it out; after all, it was the black one who had drawn the sword.

"Then why are you blushing!"

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry~ It's a habit~ How could I let you cut off my hand? He loves it!" The little angel stretched out her smooth little hand and waved it in front of the black angel. "Of course, I like it too! You seem to know me quite well, so you like it too, right!"

"you!"

"Tsk, you know perfectly well what I'm thinking, so why won't you accept it!" But then, the little angel clapped her hands, "No way! That's too easy on Xiao Shui!"

"You! You really are a hypocritical descendant of the angel god!" The black angel knew exactly what the little angel was thinking, and that's why he was embarrassed.

With one hand on his hip and the other holding a kitchen knife, pointing it at the Black Angel, the Little Angel felt something was off about this guy. "What's with the hypocrisy? If the Ancestral God didn't have children, where would I come from? Can't you, this inner demon, try a little harder?"

"Ha! Very well! Qian Daoliu only told the first half of the story; I'll tell you the second half!" Seemingly enraged, the Black Angel swung his sword, saying as he struck:

"Long ago, a holy sword once stood atop the mountain where the Douluo Palace was located. Countless people flocked there, wanting to draw the holy sword and obtain its power!"

As the Black Angel angrily activated her Dark Angel Domain, the strange world transformed once more, and an angelic holy sword filled with dark energy appeared in her hand.

"In the end, the sword was pulled out by an angel who was still an ordinary man. Ironically, the sword actually sealed countless sins and diseases. After it was pulled out, the sins and diseases immediately spread to every corner and infected the whole world!"

She obtained the power of the holy sword, but also brought many disasters to the world. Her so-called justice was nothing more than making up for the consequences of her own selfish desires!

She gained the faith of the masses through this deception, and thus eventually became a god. The Spirit Hall?! Its original purpose was to recruit spirit masters, thereby obtaining a continuous stream of faith power to maintain its inheritance.

And you, relying on so-called justice and light, actually only want to draw the angel's holy sword to gain power and become an angel god again!

Admit it! Admit your hypocrisy and lack of integrity! Admit the selfishness and self-interest of your angelic race!

"Oh, I admit it."

"what?!"

Holding a kitchen knife and shaving her nails while listening to stories, the little angel found it quite boring, not nearly as interesting as the novels in Qian Shui's mind.

"What you said makes a lot of sense. The Ancestral Goddess was indeed quite a swindler. She turned the Spirit Hall into a Spirit Master organization. If she had turned it into a unified divine kingdom that unified the entire continent, none of this would have happened."

Furthermore, the guy who used the angelic holy sword to seal away evil and disease is the most incompetent. He can't solve the problem, so he just seals it away? Is he incapable, or too lazy? Or does he think that's enough to solve the problem?

No one is absolutely bright, nor is there such a thing as absolute darkness. Everyone harbors desires and selfishness within them; the Ancestral Goddess has her flaws, and so do you.

In summary, I have too much free time.

Nothing is as practical as doing real work. If you can't do that, you can do something bad, do one bad thing every day!

The Black Angel's eyes widened. Was she the dark side, or were you? Did you deserve this golden attire?!

"Hey, can you please not start fighting over something so trivial!"

Faced with the Black Angel's enraged attack, the Little Angel easily dodged it. After all, it was her own move, and she could defeat it even with a kitchen knife.

This test is simply a test of character; the simplest solution is to confront the darkness within. And for her, the little angel, darkness is her favorite thing.

However, darkness is always stickier and more prone to struggle.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Breaking Army!"

"Eighth Soul Skill, Enlightenment!"

The dark rain of swords clashed with the light cannons of light, and without a doubt, the darkness was utterly defeated.

"Impossible! You're even more ruthless than me, how could you possibly unleash such pure light!"

Even after finally wielding the angel's sword, the little angel still lingered on the kitchen knife, after all, it was something he had hammered out himself, one hammer blow at a time.

With her little hands shrugged, the little angel felt rather bored. She really wanted to have a deeper conversation with this dark version of herself. "Nothing is impossible. If you often gaze into the abyss, you will naturally know how to coexist with darkness. No one has stipulated that pure light cannot tolerate even a trace of darkness."

Then, the angel's holy sword fell to the little angel's feet, and she easily drew it.

'Qian Renxue has passed the seventh test of the Angels and gained the approval of the Angelic Holy Sword! Reward: One level increase in Soul Power!'

As the voice signaling the end of the divine test echoed in her mind, Qian Renxue also received a level one boost in soul power.

With a pout, the little angel felt uneasy. "It's too easy... and I even leveled up... I could level up quickly with Xiaoshui, and it wouldn't have taken me long to reach level 99."

As the saying goes, women are made of water. In the past six months, she has replenished a lot of water elements, directly upgrading from level 97 to level 98.

Fortunately, she possessed exceptional talent; otherwise, Qian Shui would have been too afraid to enter the bedroom.

"Xiaoxue, congratulations on completing the seventh test and becoming a peerless Douluo." At the same moment, Qian Daoliu also arrived in front of Qian Renxue.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will also pass the subsequent tests perfectly, living up to the reputation of the six-winged angel!"

"This space can significantly enhance your cultivation efficiency. Continue your cultivation here and await the arrival of the eighth trial." With that, Qian Daoliu left with a sense of satisfaction.

For Yu Qianrenxue, this Peerless Douluo cultivation came too easily; she really needs to consolidate her cultivation.

Although Qian Shui's cultivation has been easy since her return, being with her man naturally provides other ways to strengthen her foundation.

However, this is certainly something to be happy about, as the Angel's Nine Trials require the sacrifice of Qian Daoliu's life, which is something Qian Renxue is naturally unwilling to see.

It's just a matter of energy accumulation. She broke through level 100 on her own, so naturally she didn't need her grandfather's sacrifice.

"Sigh, I need to keep cultivating. I hope Xiao Shui does it quickly, or I'll be past level 100 and still not have it sorted out..."

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"Minister Yin, it seems you are aware of this as well."

"Hey, don't ask that. Dean Erlong escaped death, he should understand by now, right?" Holding the steering wheel of a troop transport truck, Yin Jin looked meaningfully at Liu Erlong and Zi Zhenzhu in the passenger seat. "Where is the best stance?"

"Is there any point in saying all this now? The entire Douluo Continent is already in his hands. What other stance do we have now?"

"That's not necessarily true. You don't think the plan we're about to execute is simple, do you?"

...

"You came?"

"I am coming."

"It can start so soon? Because of the Eight Trials of Poseidon?"

"more or less."

Qian Shui's mood was relatively calm as he revisited the enormous cave beneath the Lake of Life in the Starry Sky Forest.

His last visit could be said to have invisibly averted a potential internal conflict that would have been destructive.

That day, when facing this enormous silver dragon, she spoke in the same human language, just as she does now: "That day, you were already prepared to annihilate the entire Star Dou Great Forest, weren't you?"

This time, however, the humans and the dragon were not as hostile and tense as before.

With her hands shrugged, Qian Shui said quite frankly, "Of course, I'm prepared to risk serious injury to achieve victory in this one battle."

But you didn't choose that option.

"Of course, fighting will hurt you, so we should avoid fighting if we can."

Looking at the seemingly ethereal young man before her, the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena's enormous purple pupils no longer held any doubt or confusion.

After spending a long time with him, she came to understand his thoughts and true nature.

A flash of seven-colored divine light appeared, and a silver-haired beauty with an unbelievably perfect figure first appeared before Qian Shui, and then slowly shrank into the appearance of a child.

As if she had thought of something, Gu Yuena said to Qian Shui, who was somewhat disappointed, with a teasing tone, "From my knowledge of humans, I have learned that if two forces that are not related by blood want to achieve a more stable relationship, they can form a closer relationship through marriage."

While looking Qian Shui up and down, Gu Yuena slowly strolled around him.

"This kind of relationship is called a marriage alliance, right?"

"Yes, would you rather marry a ferocious beast or a girl?" If this were to happen, Qian Shui would naturally be happy to see it happen.

From a rational perspective, Gu Yuena's suggestions are indeed good. For example, arranging a concubine for Di Tian, ​​or marrying Zi Ji to Old Master Qian Daoliu, would show that he cares about his elders.

"Generally speaking, the best way to establish this kind of relationship is for the strongest party on either side to do it, like you!"

"Me? Sister, you must be joking! I want to live a few more days!"

Seeing Qian Shui shake his head in distress, Gu Yuena revealed an even more obvious smile behind his back, "Of course, that includes me, the ruler of all soul beasts!"

She then made an even more shocking statement: "If you and I were to unite, we would surely produce the most powerful offspring. Isn't that foreseeable?"

These words startled Qian Shui, who turned around and took several steps back. "Pah! I'm a married man!"

"Do you think I don't suit your taste this way?" Gu Yuena was clearly not going to let him off the hook, and then she transformed back into the stunningly beautiful mature woman she had been at the beginning. "How about this? Don't you like it more now?"

Qian Shui's throat bobbed; he felt extremely guilty.

If it were someone of a lower realm, he could still use Thousand Illusions to fool them, but Gu Yuena is a God-King level. Even if her injuries haven't fully healed, she is still temporarily at a higher realm than Qian Shui.

However, they had no intention of letting him go. Faced with Gu Yuena's close approach, Qian Shui's mental battleground was being shaken.

"It's alright, there's no one else here. Even the gods in heaven can't sense it, let alone Miss Angel! Don't worry, I won't tell your wife!"

The question of whether something is a beast or worse than a beast is a philosophical one, one that Qian Shui has never been able to figure out, since his wife has always been the one to do it herself.

"Uh...aren't I human...aren't I a beast?!"

As the sound rang out, Qian Shui felt as if she had fallen from the clouds.

Turning to look at Tianmeng, who was squatting to the side trembling, Qianshui decided that she had to thank his whole family, at least to save him from the pear wood mahjong table incident!

"Brother Tianmeng, do you want to get married?" In the blink of an eye, Qianshui had already slipped to Tianmeng's side and put his arm around his good brother's shoulder.

These words made Tianmeng ecstatic. He had personally witnessed how Qianshui confronted Ditian and how he dispelled the Asura God Power on the Silver Dragon King. With this man speaking up, wasn't his dream just around the corner?

"I've been thinking and thinking! Water God, if you can get Bingbing to be with me, I, Tianmeng, will listen to you for the rest of my life! You have to let me..."

"Stop! It's impossible! If you really can't do it, become a god, the Ice God! Look at you, you're a million-year-old soul beast, and she still throws herself at you?"