Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

Although the girl looked at him with hostility, her appearance gave Yu Xiaogang a very familiar feeling, and her height was indeed similar to Bibi Dong's.

So Yu Xiaogang reluctantly admitted, "Yes! May I ask..."

The girl in front of him didn't seem to want to pay attention to him. Instead, she looked behind him and asked, "You mean, this girl?"

Yu Xiaogang turned around abruptly, only to see Bibi Dong standing behind him.

"Xiao Gang, get behind me quickly! This woman is not simple!"

In Bibi Dong's eyes, the blonde girl possessed an aura as vast as an abyss, something she had never seen before at such a young age, and she also showed obvious hostility towards Yu Xiaogang.

If it weren't for the obvious hostility, she would have thought the girl in front of her was just an ordinary person who couldn't cultivate. After all, even Soul Masters have subtle fluctuations in Soul Power, but this girl didn't.

She had seen such a person before; it was Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall!

Youth means nothing, just like Qian Daoliu, who is over a hundred years old but only looks like a middle-aged person.

Just as tensions were rising, a nearby stall caught fire. It seemed to be ignited by soul power, and the fire spread rapidly, even hurtling towards Bibi Dong along with the lanterns hanging on the wooden frame.

"Dong'er is little..."

Yu Xiaogang, who had originally intended to pull Bibi Dong away, froze in place.

The golden figure, like a fluttering butterfly, scooped up the stunned Bibi Dong and carried her away from the spot.

Tap tap tap, Bibi Dong's purple high heels clattered on the ground. Her purple eyes met Bibi Dong's, and the girl's pupils reflected her own purple eyes.

After a moment of distraction, Bibi Dong, who was leaning against the girl's chest, felt warmth and kindness.

"With your strength, you shouldn't be like this." Hearing the slightly reproachful words from the golden-haired girl, Bibi Dong left her embrace and awkwardly straightened her clothes.

"Fire drains wood, yet these flowers protect the lanterns, unharmed by the fire?" Seeing the lush greenery spreading beside the fire stall, Bibi Dong changed the subject with a hint of regret.

Yu Xiaogang seemed to have noticed this scene as well, and stepped forward to ask the owner of the plant martial soul, "Shopkeeper, your martial soul is Clematis, right?"

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" the owner of the fire stall asked incredulously.

"Nonsense! He can't be wrong!" Bibi Dong quickly defended Yu Xiaogang.

"How could a useless martial soul like Clematis possibly..."

Before the stall owner could finish his rebuttal, Bibi Dong impatiently asked, "What level is your martial spirit?"

"Level 22..."

Then, Bibi Dong asked the stall owner selling Clematis martial spirits, "And you?"

"Level 35."

"This shows that there are no useless martial spirits, only useless people!" Yu Xiaogang uttered his profound truth.

Clap clap clap, the sound of applause suddenly rang out, extinguishing the urge of the onlookers to cheer.

"What you said makes a lot of sense, so you're a good-for-nothing then?" A gentle, refined voice rang out, clearly directed at Yu Xiaogang.

"The Holy Maiden Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall has actually fallen into the mortal realm and fallen in love with a good-for-nothing. If this gets out, the Spirit Hall will surely lose all face."

The young man who approached, leading a little girl in black, immediately revealed Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang's identities. Although he appeared to be a refined gentleman, his words were sarcastic, which immediately angered Bibi Dong.

"Who exactly are you people? What gives you the right to talk about Xiaogang like that!"

The young man in front of her looked extremely familiar. Bibi Dong felt as if she had seen him somewhere before and guessed that he must be someone from another force who had just happened to run into her.

Moreover, the man, the woman, and the child—the golden-haired girl and the little girl in the black dress—looked like they were cut from the same mold, so they were probably a family of three.

However, the young man in front of them, who also appeared to have no cultivation, spread his hands and pointed the finger at Yu Xiaogang, "Your Highness, you must already be a Soul Emperor, right? Why don't you have this person next to you introduce himself? Wouldn't everyone then understand?"

With eyes focused on the nose and the nose on the heart, the little angel beside him understood what Qian Shui was doing.

By explicitly stating his cultivation level, yet only allowing Yu Xiaogang to introduce himself, this public approach directly exposed the awkwardness of his own cultivation level.

Why don't you introduce yourself?!

At this moment, although the angry Bibi Dong was foolish, she didn't seem stupid. Her probing words, combined with her appearance and clothing, made Bibi Dong recognize Qian Shui.

"Oh~ There's not a trace of soul power fluctuation on you. No wonder you look so familiar. I've met Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School before. You must be Ning Shui, the legendary good-for-nothing eldest son of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who never leaves his home!"

"My name is Qian Shui!"

Wiping away imaginary cold sweat from her forehead, the little angel remarked that it was a battle of wits, with both her mother and Qian Shui getting enraged by the other.

Bibi Dong is young and immature; Qian Shui has been imprisoned for many years and has mental issues.

The battle between the master and disciple in the Spirit Hall was quite intense, but no one expected that they would have the possibility of fighting again now.

It seems that Qian Shui probably doesn't like his aloof teacher in his subconscious either.

While Qian Shui and Bibi Dong stared at each other blankly, Yu Xiaogang was unusually excited. He seemed immune to the label of "good-for-nothing," and was extremely friendly to Qian Shui, saying, "You must be Young Master Ning?!"

"Get out of the way!" Qian Shui flung aside the man who was about to rush forward, like Yu Xiaogang meeting a kindred spirit in a foreign land.

Qian Shui is Qian Shui. He cultivates purely through martial spirit techniques and has not neglected physical training. In fact, with only this one path, his physical qualities are exceptionally abnormal. With this flick, Yu Xiaogang was sent flying as if he had been hit by a car.

"Xiao Gang!" Bibi Dong, who had just received Yu Xiao Gang's attack, had her eyes blazing with purple light. Two yellow, two purple, and two black soul rings suddenly appeared around her, and she slammed a palm towards Qian Shui.

After finishing her snacks, the inner demon clapped her hands and turned to look at Qian Renxue, "Aren't you going to save your man?"

"No need." Bibi Dong hadn't even possessed the Death Spider King; she was merely using soul power to attack, and there was no killing intent. The little angel had absolutely no intention of helping.

Although Bibi Dong was naive during this period, she wasn't bad. On the contrary, she hadn't experienced all the hardships or gone to the Killing City at this time; rather, she was an overly kind and innocent girl.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been interested in someone like Yu Xiaogang.

The two separated at the first contact. Bibi Dong, who was quite knowledgeable, could naturally sense Qian Shui's true strength. He was not as weak as he appeared on the surface, nor was he the useless person rumored to be.

At least Yu Xiaogang, who was around him and was considered one of the three most useless sects, was far inferior to him.

Bibi Dong, having put away her spirit ring, softened her tone and spoke crisply, "Young Master Ning is indeed quite capable, but Xiao Gang is in the same situation as you. Why are you mocking him for no reason!"

"Ordinary circumstances?" Regardless of his true self, he knew very well how miserable he was and how broken his mentality was. "I'm not as lucky as him! To be noticed by such a beautiful, rich, and powerful girl like you!"

If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had let him leave, he wouldn't be in such a miserable state. He could have even built his own power through business.

Bibi Dong asked why he made sarcastic remarks. You should know that before Qian Renxue came to him, Qian Shui was extremely jealous of Yu Xiaogang and wished he could replace him.

"Ah... really... I'm not that good~" Bibi Dong seemed quite shy after being praised for her beauty, her face turning red.

After helping Yu Xiaogang up, Bibi Dong defended him, saying, "Xiaogang is the most intelligent person I've ever met! He's not a good-for-nothing! He's already decided to pursue a pure research path, and he'll definitely become a renowned theoretical master in the future!"

"Dong'er!"

"Xiao Gang! I believe you!" Just as Qian Shui was about to vomit up his dinner from the night before, Bibi Dong pointed at Qian Renxue again, "Isn't your wife also powerful and beautiful? Don't you both have such a lovely daughter?"

The worst thing is when the atmosphere freezes in an instant. Why does Bibi Dong have to provoke someone she has no connection with?

"Huh? Ha! Daughter?! Who is her daughter?!" The inner demon who was originally just watching the drama exploded immediately.

Logically speaking, she is also Qian Renxue, and Bibi Dong is her biological mother. However, since her inner demon originates entirely from Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong's words aren't entirely wrong. But she is an inner demon, so why should she care about such things?

The pitch-black soul power suddenly erupted, instantly targeting Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang. Yu Xiaogang's fate, given his physical limitations, was both predictable and unexpected.

"Xiao Gang!"

Qian Shui, covering her mouth and nose, felt even more disgusted and said in a muffled voice, "You've gone too far!"

However, the inner demon seemed oblivious to the crux of the matter, continuing its rage and even intensifying its outburst, shouting, "None of your business!"

Faced with the yellow and white mess on the ground, Qian Shui could no longer stand it. She turned around, grabbed Qian Renxue, and left. "Even if you're going to run someone over, you can't drive this hard, can you?"

The only pity was that all the vendors ran away when things got out of hand; otherwise, Yu Xiaogang's miserable state would probably have become famous throughout the Douluo Continent the very next day.

……

"Fengzhi! Your son has run away!"

Early in the morning, in the council hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengzhi, sitting on the main carved chair, was frowning as he looked at a document.

The voice that had just been heard was powerful and resonant, echoing throughout the hall as if it came from all directions, causing the hall to tremble.

"Uncle Jian, take a look!" Ning Fengzhi frowned even more as he handed the documents to the person who had suddenly appeared in front of him.

After quickly reviewing the information, Sword Douluo Chen Xin's lips twitched. "Didn't you push him too far? This kid doesn't even care about his surname anymore?"

"Hmph! You wretched child! The reason we kept him in the sect was to prevent him from suffering the same fate as that brat from the Yu family, and look what he's done!"

Fathers and sons are usually enemies, but the father-son relationship between Ning Fengzhi and Qian Shui is extremely rare, which is a major headache for Ning Fengzhi, the young sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

On one hand, there is the weakness of his martial soul talent; on the other hand, there is his unparalleled talent in other aspects. For example, the mechanism that can transmit messages quickly was established by his eldest son, Ning Fengzhi.

The fact that his struggles with Yu Xiaogang, the son of Yu Yuanzhen of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and Bibi Dong, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, could be brought before Ning Fengzhi overnight is all thanks to Qian Shui himself.

Chen Xin actually had a very good impression of Qian Shui. On the one hand, he was polite and well-behaved (pretending to be timid) and exceptionally intelligent; on the other hand, he loved swords and, despite his lack of talent, was extremely diligent (he was too bored to do anything else).

The only difficulty is that his martial soul talent is really too poor; otherwise, as the eldest son, he would definitely be the next sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

“Feng Zhi, he is a deep thinker. The more you try to confine him, the more rebellious he becomes. Don’t you think that since his martial soul awakened, has he ever called you father? In recent years, he has become increasingly irritable and easily angered, so it’s understandable that he acts impulsively.”

Ning Fengzhi, pinching the bridge of his nose, understood perfectly well that perhaps he was too young to even understand his own son. He wanted to protect him from the wind and rain, but in the end, what he wanted was the storm itself.

Exhaling a breath of stale air, Ning Fengzhi slowly said, "Uncle Jian, let's make a trip to Yelin City..."

"We should go! If that girl from the Spirit Hall really is... hehe..."

Ning Fengzhi, however, was not so optimistic. "It's not that simple. You should ask how that kid left the sect so quietly and how he appeared in Yelin City in an instant!"

“Yes! Even I only realized the kid was missing after hearing the servants making a fuss in his room early this morning.” Picking up the file, Chen Xin examined it carefully again. “A blonde beauty? Could it be this person?”

Standing up, Ning Fengzhi made a decision: "Uncle Jian, no matter who it is, anyone who can come and go freely in the sect, whether it's for that kid or not, we have to go!"

"Fengzhi, I will go with you."

"Father!" "Grandpa Jian!"

A hoarse voice rang out in front of the hall, and the man had a full head of white hair and a stubble beard, but his whole being was filled with a sharpness that rose from the sky.

The person who can make Chen Xin call him father and Ning Fengzhi call him grandfather is no ordinary person.

The person in front of me said that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was able to firmly hold the position of the second largest sect in the world after Tang Chen, and was known as the number one person below the Peerless Douluo, the number one swordsman in attack on the entire continent, the previous generation Sword Douluo - Chen Jianjun!

With a hoarse voice, Chen Jianjun spoke of everything calmly, seemingly without any emotional fluctuation, yet he was extremely serious.

"I am very interested in the ability to take someone away under my perception."

Chapter 297 Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, Mother and Daughter in Harmony [8000 words]

"Sink your Qi to the Dantian, sink your Qi to the Dantian...feel the body and meridians... Bah! Feel the meridians..."