Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

Soon, the little angel hid, his spiritual power quietly covering the area, and he clearly heard the conversation between his beautifully dressed, youthful self and the Serpent Spear Douluo.

“Miss, is it really necessary for you to come here to see him off? After all, we have more important things to do.”

In Qian Renxue's eyes, her appearance seemed a bit off. It wasn't that she had copied Feng Jingyi's short hair style; rather, it was her usual style.

His expression didn't seem like he had learned that Ke Qianshui's mental state was in trouble and that he had gone to the City of Slaughter to seek death. Instead of pain and sorrow, he looked deeply desolate.

She gently closed her eyes and shook her head. "It's okay. He and I don't have that much time to spend together. We only have these few opportunities."

"Miss, that boy only saw you once when he arrived in Heaven Dou City! And he still asked you for gold soul coins!"

"So what? Are we going to restrain him and force him to do these treacherous things with me?"

Serpent Spear Douluo seemed greatly shocked. "Miss, you really shouldn't have fallen for him! How many women does he already have around him? Are you going to become a concubine for that girl from the Wind Sword Sect?"

At this moment, Qian Renxue could only smile bitterly, "Shouldn't outstanding men attract more women? I'll just offer my blessings..."

The little angel didn't understand, but she was confused. She had thought about it, but she wasn't a licking angel, was she?

So here's the problem.

Having roughly grasped the situation, she flashed behind the Serpent Spear Douluo and slashed down with a hand chop.

The smaller version of Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, and immediately activated her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul. However, before she could conjure the Angel Sword, the little angel flashed behind her again and slapped her, sealing her soul power.

Then the angel cleaver began its work, placing one hand against the neck of the fifteen-year-old Qian Renxue. "Don't move!"

At this moment, the Serpent Spear Douluo's head slammed to the ground with a thud.

"Senior, who are you?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?" the little angel asked, deliberately lowering his voice.

"With your strength, you could have instantly killed Uncle She, but you didn't. You only knocked him unconscious. He's a Title Douluo, and someone as powerful as him only sealed my soul power. Surely you didn't mean any harm?"

Seeing that she had quickly suppressed her fear and come to her senses, the little angel nodded in satisfaction; at least her clever mind hadn't changed.

The little angel lowered the cleaver he had been holding to his own neck, and said with a touch of pride, "Alright, that's me for you!"

Little Qianrenxue immediately turned her head. At this moment, two golden figures, one large and one small, stood facing each other. Their gazes met, and Little Qianrenxue finally saw clearly the mature person who looked exactly like her.

"you…"

The little angel, with one arm crossed over her chest and the other wiping a kitchen knife, thought for a moment and gave an easy-to-understand reason, "I know it's hard for you to understand, just think of me as your future self who traveled to the present, um... to save you!"

"Ah! It's like the kind in Little Water's story!"

"more or less."

Just then, Qianqian, snapping out of her daze, jumped out and said, "Hey, can you stop chatting? Is it really that fun to talk to yourself?"

As the saying goes, three women make a drama, and three angels are almost the same. Now, all three roles, big, medium, and small, have taken the stage.

"Is she...is she my and Xiaoshui's child in the future?" The angel's face turned red instantly, and by the end, she had buried her head in her chest and couldn't lift it up.

"Huh?!" Qianqian is a pure inner demon; how could she possibly be the daughter of Qianshui and the original body?!

The little angel transformed into an archangel, glancing at the toes that were out of sight. The archangel showed no doubt, simply wiping away non-existent sweat from his forehead. The middle angel had probably misunderstood.

After all, Qianqian is still a child, and she has a lively and cheerful personality. So, it's natural for her to misunderstand if she suddenly appears out of nowhere.

Just as the archangel was about to explain, the mezzanine, with a benevolent, motherly expression, dropped a bombshell: "That's true~ I did it with Xiaoshui once, but she didn't get pregnant~"

At that moment, it was as if the bells of heaven were ringing, hymns were lingering, and the archangels and thousands of eyes were about to pop out.

"You...you're a virgin, for crying out loud!" The archangel thought she was quite intelligent, but this whole thing was making her values ​​completely numb.

Is she really such an innocent child?!

Qianqian said she was the first to disagree.

But what terrified the archangel even more was what the cleric said next.

She waved her hands frantically, shaking her head, her cheeks flushed, looking incredibly cute. "Xiao Shui said he had a problem with his cultivation and can't stand up... so there's nothing he can do..."

As she spoke, she drew her index finger upwards in a vivid and expressive gesture.

(I didn't! I didn't! Don't listen to her nonsense! — Qian Shui Douluo)

Just as the first thunderbolt of creation streaked across the sky, a certain string in the archangel's mind snapped.

She can't stand up? How is she going to live the rest of her life?!

"How could this be!" The archangel rushed forward, grabbing the mezzanine's shoulders and shaking her hysterically. A closer look would reveal that her purple pupils had lost their luster. "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You're lying to me, aren't you!"

"It's true..." The angel was already secretly rubbing his little bean, "That's why he's been so desperate to find girls to date..."

"Waaah... Xiao Shui must be in so much pain... So many girls are with him, but he can't do anything about it..."

The archangel, stripped of his brilliance, let his arms fall limply, seemingly accepting the reality, while the mediocre angel wiped away his tears and glanced at Qianqian, who was secretly laughing to herself.

"But seeing you, and my future child with Xiaoshui, I think all of this will be resolved in the future!"

Qianqian: Who do you think you are?! What does this have to do with me?!

"Hey! Are you serious? This isn't real."

Despite being looked down upon by Qianqian, the archangel was not annoyed at all this time; on the contrary, he wished he could kiss her.

She couldn't help but put herself in that situation; after all, if something like that happened, she would face a bleak future, which was far more terrifying than being killed by a sword. Just thinking about it gave her goosebumps.

"Sigh." The archangel sighed softly, offering words of comfort, "Even if that's true, you still can't lick him!"

Upon hearing this, the angel's face flushed red again, and her voice was barely a whisper, "I didn't lick it..."

The archangel was once again stunned: This is in a physical sense, isn't it!

“Okay…I admit it…” Faced with the archangel’s burning gaze, the angel shrank back.

Archangel: She actually admitted it?!

"It was when I secretly stuck out my tongue while kissing Xiaoshui's face..." Then she excitedly said to the archangel, "You are my future self, you must know that!"

The archangel's eyes, which had suddenly become dull, lost their sparkle. "Ah, um, I do know."

As she spoke, she smacked her lips.

"Right? It's just curiosity!"

Qianqian, whose mind had been corrupted, went berserk. "It's not curiosity, you know! What you and she are thinking is completely... ugh!"

Unfortunately, the archangel immediately covered her mouth, his eyes filled with threatening intent.

"Alright, tell me." Turning his head, the archangel finally got to the point, "What exactly happened all these years? What went wrong with Xiao Shui's cultivation?"

She needs to find out what exactly happened to Qianshui here to make it like this.

"According to Xiao Shui, it's because he added all the spirit-type soul rings to his primordial spirit martial soul..."

After a general understanding, the archangel also roughly understood that this third tribulation must be related to the spirit. Qian Shui here did not cultivate both body and mind, but instead focused entirely on the spirit attribute.

From the perspective of martial soul cultivation, once the soul becomes a martial soul, it must be cultivated towards the spiritual system. For example, one could find some dark places to serve as a martial soul simulation training ground.

For example, cemeteries and graveyards.

If a spirit beast spirit ring is added, similar to a spirit, then the primordial spirit martial soul's ability to ignore defense will be greatly enhanced.

A well-known example is Shi Nian, and also the Sea Ghost Douluo from Seagod Island.

However, it is clear that, from a classification perspective, the Yuan Shen Martial Soul, as a type of Body Martial Soul, is far superior in quality to the Remnant Dream and the Sea Devil, which inevitably results in Qian Shui's extremely strong destructive power.

Qian Shui here is more like his little apprentice. His shady cultivation methods, coupled with the addition of a dark attribute spirit-type soul ring, have caused problems with both his personality and body.

In the previous Soul Master Competition, the Spirit Hall maintained a perfect record, but behind this achievement was that all of Qian Shui's opponents had become vegetative.

A person in a vegetative state whose soul has disappeared but whose body is still alive.

The ambush did happen, and unsurprisingly, everyone involved was wiped out, including Ning Fengzhi, and the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disappeared overnight.

This Qian Shui didn't even leave Ning Rongrong behind.

Upon hearing this, the archangel's expression turned serious. She roughly understood why Qian Shui was unwilling to approach her here.

"He'll be here soon, right?"

Seeing his 'future' self with a cold and stern expression, the angel was somewhat frightened. "Well, I came to see him off... After the Soul Master Competition, I didn't know where he went. He only said he would be going to the City of Slaughter today. There was nothing I could do..."

"Understood!" With that, a golden light flashed on his forehead, and the archangel transformed into his fifteen-year-old self.

"you!"

Ignoring her shock, the archangel gave Qianqian a wink.

Qianqian understood immediately, grabbing the corpse-lying Serpent Spear Douluo in one hand and the fifteen-year-old original body in the other, "Alright, alright~ Let's go!"

After they left, Qian Renxue clenched her fists tightly. If that was really the case, then this hurdle was too difficult. How was Qian Shui going to get through it?!

She didn't understand, but she would soon be able to meet him in person.

As dusk approached, the setting sun on the horizon was as red as blood. Just then, a figure slowly walked towards them from the direction where the sun was setting.

"You've come?" Qian Renxue feigned surprise.

Qian Shui before me was pale, with dark circles under his eyes, as if he were wearing smoky eye makeup, and his pupils were completely black. His aura was filled with traces of blood energy, and judging from his cultivation level, Qian Shui had naturally reached the Soul Emperor level.

When she saw him, Qian Renxue felt as if she had been hit hard in the heart.

Qian Shui, who cultivates immortality, possesses an extremely refined and otherworldly aura. His ethereal presence, coupled with his languid personality, makes being around him feel very comfortable, like lying on a large rock by a mountain stream shrouded in mist, completely at ease.

But is the person in front of her still Qian Shui? In a daze, Qian Renxue felt that what she saw was more like the evil spirit that Qian Shui had dragged into the City of Slaughter.

Qian Shui stopped three meters away from Qian Renxue, refusing to cross the line, as if Qian Renxue were some kind of unapproachable being.

"You shouldn't have come."

These words sounded familiar to Qian Renxue; it seemed that Qian Shui's first sentence back then was also this one.

However, this time Qian Renxue did not have the impulse to risk everything to win him back. Instead, she felt that Qian Shui should go to the City of Slaughter.

"Xiao Shui, can you please not go..." Suppressing her emotions, Qian Renxue revealed a sorrowful expression of duty.

She took a small step forward, placed her left hand on her heart, and gently shook her head. "Xiao Shui, I don't want to carry out the Heavenly Battle Plan anymore! Let's go back to the Spirit Hall! Just like when we were kids!"

Qian Shui, however, took a half step back. When he heard Qian Renxue say that she wanted to return to the Spirit Hall, his expression changed. "Xiaoxue, without the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Heavenly Battle Plan will go much more smoothly. Is there any need for this?"

"How could it not be necessary?! Xiaoshui, your health is seriously compromised, it's already very serious. What good would it do if the plan succeeded if something happened to you?! So, let's go back to Grandpa! He will definitely cure you!"

As she spoke, Qian Renxue rushed forward, grabbed Qian Shui's hand, and held it tightly, giving him no chance to escape.