Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

The royal engagement ceremony was so complicated that it was unimaginable to ordinary people. The first thing to do was for the emperor to confer titles and honors upon the princess, indicating that she was ready to marry.

Tang San, who hadn't slept all night, also got up early to prepare. Dressed in fine clothes, he entered the palace to wait, which was the first step.

But when he entered the palace and was greeting guests outside the hall, an avalanche rushed over.

"What's wrong, Fourth Prince?" Tang San, dressed in a silver-white ceremonial robe, appeared extremely calm and composed.

The avalanche's urgency did not subside in the slightest despite Tang San's composure. He leaned close to Tang San's ear and whispered, "You can still laugh? Rongrong still brought Xue Hong!"

The news of the avalanche was arguably the worst news for Tang San. A team led by a Title Douluo and a Soul Saint had been completely wiped out.

"No wonder there's been no news about the Sixth Elder and that team..."

At this moment, even Tang San had to wonder if Qian Shui had really returned.

His gaze pierced through the palace and landed on Ning Rongrong and her entourage as they alighted from the carriage, and his heart began to pound.

But when he saw the people who got off the bus after Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, he completely lost his composure.

"Hey! Tang San! Xiao Wu is here for your engagement party! Aren't you happy? Aren't you excited!" Xiao Wu, dressed in a white gauze dress, shouted excitedly to Tang San from afar, as if she were an old classmate or friend who had come to congratulate him.

Even the anxious avalanche was shocked; he had never seen Tang San, who was usually calm and collected, lose his composure like this.

Xiao Wu? Isn't that his classmate from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?

But Tang San's attention wasn't on Xiao Wu at all; it was on another person who was almost always with Xiao Wu.

But then Xiao Wu reached out and took the hand of a girl in a red dress, who was frowning, as she got off the car.

The girl was plain-looking, and every girl with her was more beautiful than her, but she had a very refined and otherworldly air about her. Her long, loose hair was simply tied up with a red ribbon.

The only thing that spoiled the atmosphere was that she was wearing red high heels and was walking unsteadily, so Xiao Wu helped her forward.

"She is radiant and reserved, her soul power restrained, appearing at first glance like an ordinary person. Who is this 'third sister' girl?"

At this moment, a tall, broad-shouldered man with a chiseled face and short, graying hair appeared behind Tang San.

"Uncle..." Tang San almost lost his composure.

Even if he were stupid, he would understand why Ning Rongrong would reappear and why no one else would return.

There's no other reason than that I met Qian Shuishui, this 'little immortal'.

Qian Shuishui is an extremely extreme person. When Tang San first met her, he thought she was just an ordinary person, but when he saw her almost kill Zhao Wuji for Xiao Wu, he felt a sense of kinship with her.

But at the same time, it also made him think that this child was someone he shouldn't mess with.

After an elite competition, she once again achieved an invincible record in individual combat. Those of the same level or even one or two levels above her would undoubtedly be defeated by her, and would even be glad that she did not kill them.

At the same time, Tang San had not forgotten what he had said to Qian Shui by the small lake at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy years ago. Even though he no longer held any romantic feelings for himself, Tang San was certain that the emotions he felt then and the emotions he felt now were the same.

Especially this red dress! You know, in Tang San's previous life, girls' wedding dresses were all red!

Finally, Qian Shuishui and Xiao Wu walked up to Tang San.

No matter how complicated Tang San's feelings were, the girls still bowed to him out of politeness.

"Who is this?" Tang San didn't say, but the man behind Tang San, as his uncle, had piercing eyes that were fixed on Qian Shuishui and never left her.

"Sect Master Tang Xiao? What do you mean by this?" Ning Rongrong, who was the highest-ranking person in the group at this moment, stepped in front of Qian Shuishui without hesitation.

However, it was obvious that this was Tang Xiao, the sect master of Haotian Sect. His magnificent and vast soul power fluctuations and unrestrained aura swept over the sky without any concealment, but bypassed Ning Rongrong. The enormous pressure immediately and precisely enveloped Qian Shuishui.

"Sect Leader Tang! Are you going to declare war?" Ning Rongrong was anxious. She wasn't afraid of Tang Xiao; in broad daylight, it would be difficult for the seasoned veteran to make a move.

But Qian Shuishui is different; she doesn't care who her opponent is or how strong they are.

Back in the elite arena, it took several Soul Saints working together to stop her and Shui Bing'er from perishing together; death was something that did not exist in her eyes.

Unfortunately, it was too late. A surge of powerful soul energy erupted from Qian Shuishui, and the two forces clashed to a standstill with the might of Tang Xiao, the sect master of the Haotian Sect. What was even more surprising was that the girl released her soul ring without hesitation and was about to rush forward.

Tang Xiao, however, put away his hostility and burst into laughter, "Haha! So it's 'Little Immortal'! I knew you were extraordinary the first time I saw you, and it's been a long time since we last met!"

Tang Xiao had met Qian Shuishui? Apart from the girl's good teacher, no one else present knew.

Some people have been driven numb by the pressure of the soul, and they keep this old man on edge all the time, which is exhausting!

Tang Xiao may seem rough and unrefined, but the immense pressure he exerts is like a towering mountain that makes it hard to breathe. In reality, he has his own cunning.

"Guests are welcome, please come in!"

With the hostility gone, Qian Shuishui also lost her intention to target anyone, and quickly withdrew her aura, but everyone had already seen her red seventh ring.

Logically, girls should have used the inner quarters passage, but thanks to their status, they were able to enter the hall with dignity and sit in the highest seat, second only to the emperor.

At this moment, Tang San, who was supposed to be greeting guests, was no longer in the mood for that; his attention was entirely focused on Qian Shuishui.

But the girl did not do as he wished. Before the group was seated, Ning Rongrong, who was not only the Supreme Governor but also Xue Ke's best friend, waved her hand and led her friends into the inner room.

"Xiao Ke!" Her voice preceded her arrival.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong was an impulsive little devil; she had indeed missed him after not seeing him for many years.

Surrounded by maids, Xue Ke, who was putting on makeup and getting dressed, was also stunned. She knew Ning Rongrong had returned, but a huge chasm had formed between the two who were no longer in the same world. She hadn't even dared to hope that Ning Rongrong would come. "Rongrong?"

"You silly girl, you're getting engaged and you didn't even invite me?!" Ning Rongrong scolded her best friend as she threw herself into Xue Ke's arms.

Suddenly, Xue Ke's eyes reddened. "I..."

She didn't know what to say. Her best friend was already a person of immense power and influence, while she was just a princess used for political marriages.

The day before, Ning Rongrong's domineering and forceful nature had already spread throughout Tiandou City overnight, so how could she not know it?

For a fleeting moment, she felt that perhaps she was like her elder brother when he was alive, where the world of martial arts and the struggles of the imperial court had nothing to do with her.

She felt that her rescuer had returned, but a drowning person always wants to grab onto that lifeline as quickly as possible.

One night has passed, and the outcome is already decided.

But Ning Rongrong still came, and she even asked Xue Ke what she really wanted deep down: "You don't want to marry Tang San, do you?"

Watching the servants leave one after another, Xue Ke asked in confusion, "Tang San?"

After a moment of reflection, Ning Rongrong remembered, "Your husband is Tang San."

"what?"

Tang San changed his name; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to remove the label of killing his master. It's just that Xue Ke would never know that.

Just as Ning Rongrong was about to explain, a gentle voice rang out, "Your Excellency, is this not in accordance with propriety at this moment?"

Upon recognizing the person, Ning Rongrong straightened up and bowed, saying, "Aunt Yuehua."

Children can't understand the complex struggles between adults, but Qian Qingyu has his own thoughts. He nervously whispers to Qian Shui, "Little Qian, should I call her Auntie?"

Qianshui: There are just a lot of women, why are you so nervous?!

"Shout!" Qian Shui shouted angrily, completely disregarding whether this would harm her son.

But Qian Shui didn't expect that his son was too honest. He ran up to Xue Ke and said, "Oh. Hello, Auntie, I'm Xue Hong."

Even Tang Yuehua and Ning Rongrong, who were in a standoff, only then realized that these adults were arguing about whether it was impolite, and in the end they had forgotten about the child's existence.

So you're not even as polite as other people?

Because of Qian Qingyu, Xue Ke's little mouth formed an "O" shape, "Oh, Hong'er, be good..."

Then she started looking around again, but all she had were girls' jewelry and cosmetics. After a while, she remembered something, took out a card, and stuffed it into Qian Qingyu's hand.

"Auntie doesn't have much to give you, so I'll use this 10,000 gold soul coins to buy you some good food!" Xue Ke's little face was full of smiles. This was Xue Qinghe's child, how could she take it lightly?

"Are you going to give a gift?" Seeing this, Xiao Wu stroked her chin and pondered deeply.

When she turned her gaze to someone, he actually nodded, and even gestured with his lips to signal Xiao Wu to hurry up.

Chapter 316 Tang San's Buddha's Wrath: Tang Lian Types GG

The palace is very large and quite boring, but fortunately the gardens are quite nice.

Although Qian Qingyu was relentlessly pursued and tormented by the noblewomen in turn, her delicate face was soon covered with lipstick marks.

Another child, Qianqian, couldn't sit still any longer and soon slipped out. Because she was so cute, the other noble children surrounded her.

"Let me tell you, the Spirit Hall is wicked! Their ancestor released many monsters!"

"Oh~" "I see!" "The Spirit Hall is so evil!"

"Whoosh!" Qianqian, who quickly became the leader of the children, patted her chest loudly. "I know this stuff inside and out!"

"Alas, life is unpredictable, like a large intestine encasing a small intestine..."

A certain god-level powerhouse was bored, and unsurprisingly, he started doing the job of being dragged around by children and taking care of them.

Qianqian was bragging when she remembered her job. She was busy being ruthless with the Black Spirit Hall, while Qianshui was covering her head and poking at the muddy ground under the flowers and grass with a tree branch.

"Fire, are you serious? You'd actually turn into a child just to avoid work?" A rabbit who wasn't interested in human struggles was also relegated to watching over the children.

"Mind your own business!" This kind of thing can only be left unattended, otherwise people will take it to heart and we'll be in big trouble. Changing the subject, Qian Shui also wondered about something, "How come your rabbit's nose is so sensitive? Even like this, you can still recognize me?"

But when it comes to this, Xiao Wu, who was squatting down with Qian Shui poking at the mud, felt embarrassed and blushed. Others might not be so sure, but she could recognize Qian Shui even if she were turned to ashes. However, she could not talk about this kind of thing.

So Xiao Wu confidently declared, "Hey! This is a racial talent!"

However, Qian Shui, being the typical straight man, asked, "Really? Then why are you blushing?"

"No way! Impossible! I'm sure I didn't blush!"

"Oh my! A triple denial! You're definitely up to something!"

Xiao Wu, who had vehemently denied it, seemed to have seen something. "No... wait? Agarwood?"

"Don't move... It really is... Don't tell anyone I'm here!" With a snap, Qian Shui threw down the branch, stood up, habitually patted her butt, and left.

Xiao Wu rolled her eyes, speechless. If he hadn't recognized him, that would have been fine, but now that he did, no matter how he pretended, she would know who he was.

Xiao Wu felt both relieved and disappointed. After all, Miss Angel wasn't quite right in the head right now, and if Qian Shui pressed her for details, it might be an opportunity.

But is there really a chance? At least Miss Angel has lost her mind, and Qian Shui is still following her around. With his strength and status, he's still doing his best to act like a child.

If there were a real opportunity, why would we need to wait until today?

Thinking of this, Xiao Wu shook her small rabbit head, banishing these random thoughts, and greeted her friend, "Chen Xiang! What brings you here?"

Wearing a pale yellow dress, Bai Chenxiang, whose hair was simply draped over her shoulders and unkempt, seemed listless, her head drooping.

Beside her was a tall, slender, but remarkably well-proportioned elderly man. His long hair cascaded down his back, but it was snow-white.