Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

What can I do?! Even if I, as a support-type Soul Master, can kill a Soul Master with level 29 Soul Power, I'm still useless!

Am I supposed to ask two titled individuals to kill Dugu Bo and plunder the immortal herbs?

Who would give a useless person like Zong Qiluo a tulip? Wouldn't that just fall into my own father's lap?

This is fucking hilarious! Yu Xiaogang can still date Bibi Dong, while I'm stuck in Qibao City!

Protecting my safety? They're just after my business acumen!

I really want to shout "Don't underestimate a young person's potential," but what's the point? What good is endless surveillance?

Is the inability to write a diary a source of rage?

"My biological father? Bah!"

"Young Master, this is this month's income."

"Get out! Who let you in!"

Facing the eldest son of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's sect leader, the Soul Saint reporter wiped the tea off his head, bowed, and turned to leave!

He knew that he could handle the tea being thrown at him, but he would definitely be used as a punching bag by this good-for-nothing young master, who would either beat or scold him.

Because of their status, these servants dared not fight back, otherwise they would have died somewhere.

Rather than giving him a reason to lash out, it's better to just take the hit and avoid further trouble.

"Bang!" Qian Shui, or rather, Ning Shui, smashed the solid wood desk with a single palm strike, scattering the diary he had just written into the debris.

The torrential rain outside the window seemed as turbulent as his mood. He leaned helplessly against the exquisitely carved solid wood chair, which was clearly part of the same set as the solid wood desk he had smashed. Anyone who saw it would have thought it was extraordinary and valuable.

But the magnificent decorations did not please its owner. Instead, he put one hand on his forehead and covered his eyes, trying to let the brief darkness temporarily blind him.

This kind of impotent rage has happened many times before. It's said to be to vent emotions, and it really is.

Of course, it was also to hide his true abilities. There was no other way; he was from a large family, the eldest son, and a good-for-nothing.

If you're truly a piece of trash, you should act like one. Otherwise, those covetous clansmen won't let you off so easily.

"A palm strike of Soul Master level, the body is very firmly planted."

"who!"

A sudden, childlike voice rang out in the study, startling Ning Shui so much that her scalp tingled.

Keep in mind that this is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, where a Super Douluo resides, and he is accompanied by at least several Soul Saints.

He doesn't have a younger sister, and the future Ning Rongrong is still unknown.

With a clang, Ning Shui pulled a soft sword from the cabinet behind her and slashed at the source of the sound without hesitation, then turned and fled.

"0.5 level innate soul power? Little Shui, you really have a wild imagination..."

The girl in front of Ning Shui rested her chin on her left hand and held up Qian Shui's diary with her right hand, and began to read it.

At this moment, Ning Shui remained in the posture of slashing with his sword, completely unable to move.

The girl in front of him had blonde hair and purple eyes, bright eyes and white teeth, and was petite and cute. She spoke in a childish voice, but Ning Shui dared not be careless in the slightest.

Although in his memory, there was no such petite and powerful figure on the Douluo Continent, neither in his past life nor in this one.

But this is a fantasy world, and nothing is impossible.

However, since she called herself Xiao Shui, Ning Shui generally understood that the girl meant no harm.

"May I ask your honorable name, senior?"

Since this person is so strong that no one noticed him entering the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and even the guards outside haven't reacted yet, it can only mean one thing: this person is at least stronger than the two Grand Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

However, this senior didn't seem to see it that way. She raised and lowered her eyebrows and said in a childish and somewhat awkward voice, "No, senior. According to this time, you should be junior. You should know me well. My name is Qian Renxue."

"hiss…"

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Ning Shui opened his arms in the downpour, letting the raindrops pour over him, but the upturned corners of his mouth couldn't hide his feelings.

"Is he depressed?" A childlike inner demon flew in from the darkness, like a dark butterfly fluttering in the rain, but its words shattered the beauty of the scene.

"It's like being reborn!" Ning Shui, who was originally a refined young man, naturally heard this. "Do you know what it feels like to be trapped for eighteen years?"

His expression turned ferocious as he pointed at the still magnificent sect amidst the torrential rain, "This Seven Treasures City! It's nothing but a prison!"

Without a doubt, Qian Renxue brought him out, just as he said. He had been trapped in Qibao City for eighteen years, and had never stepped out of the sect since birth.

To put it more seriously, since his martial spirit awakened, he has rarely even stepped out of his own courtyard.

You know, he's the soul of Earth. Although he's a homebody and likes to stay at home, I choose to stay at home because I want to. Nobody likes to be confined.

This can be considered the moment when Ning Shui regained his freedom.

"Freedown! This is the torrential rain of freedom! It is my salvation! From this day forward, I will no longer be called Ning Shui! I am Qian Shui!"

However, with several jade boxes in her arms, the veins on Qian Renxue's forehead bulged out. "Can I beat him up? Does he think he's acting in a movie?"

With a gentle smile, Qian Renxue shook her head slightly, "Let's go, Xiaoshui."

Looking at this little girl who shouldn't have appeared at this time, Qian Shui's smile never stopped. He knew that his cheat code had arrived!

"where are we going?"

The little angel, who wasn't wet at all, asked seriously, "Do you know where Bibi Dong is?"

Since it's the timeline of Douluo Calendar 2618, before Qian Renxue was born, there must have been something to do, such as her biological mother.

Since it's not the real world, there's no need to consider the time paradox, so why not just do it as you please?

"Don't tell me, I actually know..." When Lan Xing traveled to Douluo Continent, he was most concerned about the movements of the main characters, such as Bibi Dong.

"In business, information is the most important thing. Even if I don't go out, I will receive a constant stream of information, such as the schedules of the main members of all the sects on the mainland."

Bibidon…your mother is currently in Yelin City.”

"Yes, let's go to Yelin City."

"Indeed, she's dating Yu Xiaogang! Damn it! If I weren't locked up in Qibao City, I wouldn't be inferior to that guy!"

"Hey, he's going to be your dad? Don't you have any thoughts?" Qian Shui's words amused a certain inner demon, who laughed like a fox, and the urge to beat him up vanished.

"No."

What can the little angel do? Can she really stop Qianshui from having wild thoughts? You know, on Earth, who hasn't fantasized about mother and daughter?

"go!"

The inner demon's mouth opened into an "O" shape. Although she couldn't read anything from the mind-reading, even she could tell that her true self was saying one thing and meaning another.

After all, when you're carrying someone, why would you grab their belt?

……

Yelin City is famous throughout the continent for its lantern festival, and has always been a great place for couples to enjoy themselves.

The hotel was brightly lit and bustling with activity, but the little angel was pouting and looking extremely uncomfortable.

Not only is this incredibly realistic place a figment of imagination, but Bibi Dong is also there. On one hand, Qian Shui has never taken her shopping, sightseeing, or on dates to relax. On the other hand, why do Qian Shui and her inner demon get along so well?

Are you showing off "The Shawshank Redemption"?

"you know?"

"Pshaw! I've watched at least 300 movies!"

"You guys really time-traveled? And not just time-reversed?!"

"Of course! I don't want to stay in Douluo Continent at all right now. There's no air conditioning, no soda, and the food is awful!"

"Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, a fellow townsman! A kindred spirit!"

The little angel's forehead was covered in black lines that could almost stretch out of a three-bedroom apartment. It seemed that because she acted too authoritatively and imposingly, Qian Shui was completely unwilling to talk to her and treated her almost like an elder.

Instead, it was a certain silly inner demon that completely ignited the transmigrator's desire to complain.

Having no other choice, she had to take the initiative. "Ahem!"

As expected, Qian Shui sat up straight.

"You're not satisfied with your talent, are you?"

Having learned from her first experience, Qian Renxue had a general idea of ​​what this inner demon tribulation was.

As usual, let's ask the person in question.

However, she also had some guesses. Qian Shui always said he didn't care about his background, but many of his actions clearly showed that he cared a lot about it.

For example, in that assassination attempt, only Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was spared. As a result, none of the others survived.

Then there's his interaction with that 100,000-year-old transformed rabbit, under the alias Ning Huohuo. You should know that the rabbit still calls him Huohuo to this day.

Finally, there's the matter of her attitude towards Ning Rongrong. Although Qian Renxue herself likes this girl very much, Qian Shui's expectations of her are exceptionally high.

So this time he directly became Ning Fengzhi's eldest son. It's obvious there's something wrong with that, not to mention his talent, which is almost a perfect replica of Yu Xiaogang's.

Transmigrators from Blue Star have always been troubled by the question of whether they are useless or not, and Qian Shui is no exception.

Everything has a beginning and an end. Qian Renxue understands him. His Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul may never be explained, because it is very likely that it is the bloodline left behind by any disciple or successor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

But he must have thought about this question countless times in his heart, so when he was caught in the inner demons, he could no longer deceive himself.

The little angel's question seemed to hit the nail on the head. Qian Shui, who had been flying with his pants down and was feeling extremely uncomfortable, was still excited, but he immediately fell silent after this question.

"I don't want you to be born with innate level 20 soul power. In such a feudal era, innate level 0.5 soul power meant experiencing the harsh realities of life..."

Honestly, I think I'm really having mental health issues. Normally I wouldn't lose my temper with strangers, but I don't know when it started, these distorted emotions just won't stop…”

Qian Shui seemed to have opened up, but his eyes were also red. "Heh... Don't laugh at me, but I'm a real waste of a transmigrator. I'm not even as good as Yu Xiaogang!"

Clearly, Qian Shui's temperament is not up to par; he is burdened by his talent and wears heavy shackles.

"Two choices: First, cripple your level 29 soul power." The little angel winked at his inner demon, who obediently handed over a jade box. "Second, the Qiluo Tulip. You should understand what this means."

Unsurprisingly, Qian Shui stared intently at the jade box in front of him, looking rather comical as he hesitated to act.

"Both of these choices come at a price, don't they? There's no such thing as a free lunch!"

This time, the little angel didn't immediately reveal her identity; haste makes waste, as she had learned from her previous experience.

Without the recognition of being his wife, Qian Shui was naturally wary, which was exactly what she wanted.