Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

"What's wrong with him? He stinks!"

"Breakthrough."

Seemingly sensing something, Qian Renxue gazed into the distance. The inner demon, disturbed by the noise, opened the bedroom door. "What's he doing? Opening and closing the door, so happy to eat bees?"

The inner demon scratching his silver-white hair was naturally pointing at Qian Shui, who was humming a tune while showering in the bathroom, looking like she hadn't woken up yet.

“Mom, I still call her…” The beating from the previous day had clearly left Bibi Dong with a deep memory of the dark loli, but since Qian Renxue said she was her sister, Bibi Dong had to ask about their relationship out of politeness.

"Mom?! Did I hear that right?!" The demon's previously confused eyes instantly lit up.

"You just called her 'Mom,' didn't you?!"

"Uh...yes..."

In the blink of an eye, the little girl's inner demon approached Bibi Dong, even straightening her slightly wrinkled skirt.

"Ahem! So, will you call me Mom too?" Pointing to her head, she tried to appear dignified, but couldn't hide her excitement.

The inner demon felt that her true self was indeed more powerful than her, something she never expected!

Bibi Dong was quite surprised to see that this powerful woman, who looked like a little girl, was so low-key. But she had a feeling that this child might be taking advantage of her.

"Ignore her." Qian Renxue rolled her eyes. She couldn't let her inner demon ruin what she had worked so hard to accomplish.

So she decided to give up some profit.

Seeing Bibi Dong's even more puzzled expression, the inner demon turned to look at its true form, "Then it's settled! If you want to back out, you should know when I'll cause trouble!"

The threat from that inner demon had absolutely no effect. With her beautiful legs crossed and a tactical lean back, the little angel said confidently, "Then come at me~"

"You! You're ruthless!"

Unsurprisingly, the little guy couldn't handle the joy of adults and ran away in a huff.

Before long, Qian Shui emerged from the bathroom, looking refreshed.

"Little Shui, are you about to break through?"

"Hmm, we need to find a deserted area." Her gaze had been fixed on Qian Renxue, but looking down, she saw Bibi Dong nestled in her arms. "Bibi Dong? This…"

"Let's go." There were others waiting for Qian Shui.

"Ah."

However, Qian Renxue did not say the second half of the sentence.

As expected, the three of them descended the hotel's spiral staircase and met someone Qian Shui did not want to see when they reached the ground floor.

"After just one day, Young Master Ning, you're even unwilling to pay your respects to your elders?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a handsome face, dressed in fine clothes, sitting on the sofa in the hotel lobby. His silver cane, inlaid with a large gemstone the size of a palm, exuded an air of nobility.

Sitting opposite the middle-aged man was a sharp-looking old man with white hair and beard.

Standing beside the old man was a man who was slightly less handsome, but whose appearance was quite similar. He seemed a little impatient. "Little Shui, you're fast! Even my father and I didn't notice you!"

"Grandpa Sword Master, Grandfather Sword Master." With a gloomy face, Qian Shui still stepped forward to greet him out of politeness, but when facing the middle-aged man, she said, "Sect Master Ning!"

Thud! The cane struck the ground, shattering the hotel floor tiles. "Hmph!"

Clearly, the middle-aged man's slightly trembling hands and equally gloomy face spoke of his anger.

"Xiao Shui! How dare you speak to your father like that!"

Clearly, these three people were referring to Ning Fengzhi and his son Chen Xin.

Looking down into her own mind, Qian Renxue saw that Ning Fengzhi was much less composed than the teacher she remembered. It made sense, as Ning Fengzhi was only in his forties and far less composed than the imperial tutor who had seen life and death.

With his own strength improving and Qian Renxue's support, Qian Shui no longer needed to pretend to be timid. He didn't want to pay any attention to this second-generation father. He only wanted to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage and take his strength to the next level.

"This must be Her Highness the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, right?"

Frowning, Ning Fengzhi also ignored Qian Shui and went straight to Bibi Dong.

Ning Fengzhi is the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and also a Soul Master with the title of the world's number one support. Similarly, the three people in front of him are honorary elders of the Spirit Hall. Bibi Dong cannot be like Qian Shui.

Facing these elders, Bibi Dong instantly switched into the role of the Holy Maiden, saying, "Sect Leader Ning, Elder Sword."

Just then, someone rushed forward, "Dong'er! I've finally found you!"

"Uh... Xiao Gang?" Bibi Dong looked embarrassed. Ever since Yu Xiao Gang's yellow and white outfit last night, she had been so busy 'seeking justice' and then had a good chat with Qian Renxue that she had completely forgotten about Yu Xiao Gang.

"Oh? This is the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan?"

Upon seeing Bibi Dong again, Yu Xiaogang completely ignored the atmosphere and didn't notice who was beside her. After all, Bibi Dong was of extraordinary status and was surrounded by all sorts of big shots almost every day.

Only when Ning Fengzhi spoke first did he realize the significance of these people.

"Sect Master Ning!" After bowing to Ning Fengzhi, Yu Xiaogang looked at the two people behind him. He also wanted to show off, "These two must be the titled Your Excellencies of the Seven Kill Sword Masters! This junior pays his respects!"

Taking advantage of this moment, Qian Shui strode confidently toward the hotel entrance, rolling his eyes as he disliked such formalities.

"Stop!" Ning Fengzhi clearly didn't want to let him leave.

Qian Shui simply ignored it, pretending not to hear, and continued walking forward on her own.

"Ning Shui! Did you hear me?!"

The response to Ning Fengzhi's even harsher shout was ignored: "Uncle Jian!"

"Kid! He's still your father. In front of so many people, can't you even consider his feelings?"

Facing Chen Xin blocking his way, Qian Shui's telepathic message only further enraged him: "Then who's going to take care of my feelings!"

"you!"

Qian Shui said this without any hesitation, in front of everyone.

The little angel following Qianshui shook her head. She also understood that it had only been a day, and how could Qianshui easily let go of what she had personally experienced?

Ning Fengzhi was clearly also angry, but he walked slowly towards Qian Shui.

Qian Shui, like a turtle that had been holding back for too long, finally turned around. Knowing that Ning Fengzhi was walking towards him, he turned his head to look at him without any fear.

Ning Fengzhi, who had come before Qian Shui, said to Qian Renxue, "Your Excellency, I am disciplining my own son. You won't interfere, will you?"

However, he was clearly not asking for opinions; he was merely informing Qian Shui. As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped her across the face.

Surprisingly, no slapping sounded, and Qian Renxue, who was frowning, did not move.

Under Ning Fengzhi's shocked gaze, Qian Shui caught the slap he was about to deliver.

Not only were the young Bibi Dong and the gloating Yu Xiaogang shocked, but even Chen Xin, standing behind Qian Shui, and Chen Jianjun, sitting motionless on the sofa, were stunned.

Looking intently at Ning Fengzhi, Qian Shui had no more intention of saying another word. In his memory, the better Ning Fengzhi treated Ning Rongrong, the more disgusted he felt. Fortunately, he was about to lose control of his cultivation level.

"let's go!"

This time, Chen Xin didn't stop Qian Shui. Firstly, he was still in a daze, and secondly, a powerful aura had already locked onto him, clearly coming from the woman beside Qian Shui.

"Wait for me!" Seeing that Qian Renxue had also left, Bibi Dong hurriedly followed.

Yu Xiaogang would never leave his goddess, "Dong'er!"

After everyone left, the somewhat messy scene was left with only Ning Fengzhi, who looked dejected, and his sect elders.

"Fengzhi, would you like to..."

Ning Fengzhi understood Chen Xin's meaning, "Follow him!"

No matter what, he is still his eldest son. No matter how strict he acts as a father, he cannot truly let him run wild.

...

When Qian Shui reached the uninhabited area outside Yelin City, he finally stopped suppressing his cultivation level, and the sky became overcast with dark clouds.

"Break through with peace of mind."

With Qian Renxue's encouragement, Qian Shui no longer hesitated to follow Ning Fengzhi and his group.

"Oh? Why didn't you call me when you were about to break through?"

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes at her own inner demon that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and then ignored her. Her powerful soul force surged forth as she prepared to guard the pass for Qian Shui.

On a clearing in the mountains, Qian Shui sat cross-legged, his five hearts facing the sky, quietly awaiting the arrival of the tribulation lightning.

As dark clouds gathered, the air pressure dropped lower and lower, and the energy in the atmosphere almost condensed to a peak.

"Your Excellency, what is he doing?" Ning Fengzhi finally couldn't help but step forward and ask.

"Don't go any closer, just watch!"

"I'm afraid that won't work. That child is in grave danger right now, and his current state must be stopped immediately!" Chen Jianjun, level 98, finally spoke up. His cultivation level was high, and his instinct to sense danger was much stronger than others.

"Understood!" Seeing his true self give him a wink, the inner demon didn't falter at the crucial moment. "What? Want to make a move? Old man, how about I play with you?"

A jet-black soul force was released, and an aura almost equal to Qian Renxue's swept across the entire area. Unlike Qian Renxue's sacredness, which is blessed by the sun, the night was her domain.

Chen Jianjun, whose sword energy soared to the sky, had never seen anyone so young, possessing an aura even stronger than his own, and with such pure darkness.

Clearly, fighting at the drop of a hat is the true nature of a Soul Master. In an instant, the Seven Kill Sword and the Dark Angel Holy Sword clashed together.

However, the aftershocks of the attack were too great. Chen Xin protected Ning Fengzhi, and Qian Renxue protected Bibi Dong. Yu Xiaogang, who insisted on coming along, was unlucky and was directly blown away by the aftershocks of the soul power.

"Get away from me!"

"understood!"

With a smug laugh, the dark loli increased her strength and repelled Chen Jianjun.

"Seven Treasures True Body!" Clearly, Ning Fengzhi had also realized that Chen Jianjun was weaker than this little girl, and his role as the world's number one support was put to good use.

Just then, the first bolt of lightning struck down.

Regardless of what had happened before, Ning Fengzhi's eyes were now bloodshot with rage. "Uncle Jian!"

However, Chen Xin, who wanted to 'rescue' Qian Shui, was unsurprisingly stopped by Qian Renxue.

"I don't need your help!" Despite enduring immense pain, Qian Shui's anger hadn't subsided.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" At this moment, Ning Fengzhi finally gave in, and all the support from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda fell on Qian Shui.

Qian Renxue smiled slightly, looking at Qian Shui who was reluctant yet still somewhat moved. She couldn't help but think: 'So this is how Xiao Shui subconsciously views Ning Fengzhi?'

The reality at this moment is also Qian Shui's true inner thoughts; only his own thoughts can make the characters in this play take action.

The lightning that came as a sign of impending doom did not last long. Tribulations always correspond to the karma of those who face them. Qian Shui had only killed two soul beasts used for advancement, so he had not suffered any retribution. Therefore, at this moment, he was already a Foundation Establishment cultivator.