Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

The official who was being criticized was so frightened that he fell silent and stood rooted to the spot, too afraid to move.

Ning Rongrong's status was too high, and she was also a high-level Soul Master. He couldn't stand her aura even when she released it slightly.

“Take him back and tell him that if he sends this kind of plan again, he can forget about being the Minister of Education and go back to being his sect leader!”

This is a complete disrespect! You have to understand that in the eyes of this ordinary official, the man's fiancée is there, so this is already an insult, isn't it?

Upon hearing Ning Rongrong dismiss him, the official below felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He hurriedly picked up the folder that Ning Rongrong had thrown at his feet and ran back.

Seeing that the official had left, Xueke promptly offered him a cup of tea, saying, "Rongrong, calm down..."

"Seriously, Xiao Ke, how can the empire be run well with those kinds of insects!" Ning Rongrong was really angry.

On one side are extremely capable teammates and a great older brother who sets the stage for them; they can arrange everything perfectly.

On the other side are all incompetent people who can't create anything except grabbing vested interests.

Having someone like that as an opponent is an insult to her intelligence.

After drinking the tea Xue Ke handed her, Ning Rongrong suppressed her anger. "Xiao Ke, go to the entertainment room and call Yin Jin and Chen Sha. Tell them it's a meeting."

"Good~"

...

By afternoon, Tang San was still forced to come again.

Because he really couldn't understand why Ning Rongrong was so angry; his proposed solution was already perfect in his mind.

That's how the elite tournament used to be organized. As for food, clothing, accommodation, and transportation, the highest level of hospitality was all that was needed. What else was there to do?

But as soon as he stepped into the gate of the former Crown Prince's residence, he felt something was wrong, and a gust of wind blew towards him.

Tang San, who was easily frightened, was terrified. He had made full mental preparations before convincing himself that everything was alright and dared to come. But now, he was about to kill someone as soon as he entered the door.

Tang San, his eyes now tinged with purple, finally saw clearly, "Xiao Wu?"

Xiao Wu, who was completely covered in black, must have been thrown backward by the water.

Activating his movement technique, Tang San's aura transformed into jade as he caught Xiao Wu's attack. "Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps! Mysterious Jade Hand!"

"Xiao Wu, are you alright?" Tang San asked with a straight face, his eyes fixed straight ahead, appearing to be the epitome of a gentleman.

"Another hypocrite! You're asking for it!" Then, with all his might, he lashed out with a leg whip.

Xiao Wu, who had been fighting with Tang San from morning till afternoon, would get furious whenever she saw him looking so serious. She was truly "serious" because of Qian Shui.

It can only be said that Xiao Wu, who claims to be a strong offensive type, is indeed quite "strong offensive" in terms of endurance. She hasn't been tired much after fighting for so long, and her strength is quite heavy. With a close-range whip kick, she sent Tang San flying deep into the former Crown Prince's mansion.

Suddenly feeling quite exhilarated, Xiao Wu charged forward even faster.

After all, if she were to fight Qian Shuishui, she would be the one getting beaten up. If she weren't important to Qian Shuishui, she would have been killed long ago.

But Tang San is different; the fight with him is really satisfying, giving a feeling of evenly matched strength.

Upon seeing Qian Shuishui, whose Taoist robe was loose and whose whisk was lightly swept aside, Tang San quickly waved to Xiao Wu, who was rushing towards him, "Xiao Wu! I'm not here to fight!"

Unfortunately, this rabbit was already in a frenzy; it really wouldn't get away without biting.

Tang San knew they were classmates. In close combat, Xiao Wu had the upper hand, but he couldn't do anything about it for the time being.

The tattered white stockings on Xiao Wu's legs magnified before Tang San's eyes. Without any added soul power, pure physical force slammed down.

"We must not let her gain power!" Tang San's body was still surging with black energy, moving with the wind, and a jet-black bead appeared in his palm.

The instant Tang San received Xiao Wu's powerful kick, he leaped away from the ground that had exploded due to its immense force.

Shocked, Tang San quickly released a giant hammer from his spatial soul tool, and eight black soul rings appeared around him.

"Contra?" the spectators in the shadows exclaimed in unison.

"The Evil God Pearl didn't go to Zhou Weiqing, but ran to Tang San and even became a martial soul? Interesting~" High in the sky, Qian Shui pointed a finger and released the seal on Xiao Wu's soul power.

Xiao Wu, sensing her soul power returning, curled her lip. "He's got the ability to unravel things, huh?"

However, Tang San had already placed the strange bead on the handle of the giant hammer, and with a flurry of movement, he attacked Xiao Wu diagonally.

Xiao Wu, who didn't have time to curse, unleashed her spirit ring configuration of two yellow, two purple, two black, and one red rings, and shouted, "Fourth Spirit Skill, Invincible Golden Body!"

Thump! Xiao Wu stood still, Tang San's giant hammer did not shake her in the slightest. Only then did he see clearly that Xiao Wu's red 100,000-year soul ring was actually the sixth ring.

At the same time, Xiao Wu's smile gradually turned sinister, "Seventh Soul Skill, Soft Bone Rabbit True Form!"

At the same time, Xiao Wu transformed into seven versions of herself and attacked Tang San simultaneously.

They all learned from Qian Shui. Regardless of whether they are agility-based attackers or not, everyone here is an expert in speed. The seven Xiao Wu's attacks are so fast that there are no gaps. From Tang San's perspective, it is an attack from all directions without any blind spots.

But Tang San wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die. "Seventh Soul Skill, Evil God True Form!"

A powerful black aura, carrying the power of wind and thunder, suddenly erupted, and the pitch-black soul power completely enveloped Tang San.

At this moment, he was also at his peak, managing to block Xiao Wu's attack with his own massive hammer.

Unfortunately, Xiao Wu's sinister smile didn't fade. Her red spirit rings lit up, "Third spirit skill, teleportation! Sixth spirit skill, nothingness!"

At the same time as she teleported, Xiao Wu activated her immunity skill, ignoring physical attacks and weakening the energy attacks surrounding Tang San.

Xiao Wu, who had already clung to Tang San, smiled beautifully; at least the blackness on her face didn't diminish her innocence. "Waist Bow! Explosive Eight-Stage Throw!"

In mid-air, Tang San's entire body was instantly enveloped in a ball of red light, spinning rapidly, and then he was repeatedly and violently slammed to the ground in a short period of time.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong, who had sensed the commotion, finally arrived and saw the scene of shattering sounds. Even she couldn't bear to look. "Oh dear~ I hope Tang San isn't hurt?"

"No." The young apprentice didn't even blink.

In Qian Shuishui's eyes, this was just an external injury. Apart from being very painful and having a very swollen face, there wasn't a single part of her body that was unharmed.

It would be more satisfying to be slashed by her sword.

Chapter 323 Changes in the Times

Tang San, covered in wounds, lay on the ground, unable to move as Xiao Wu stepped on his forehead.

For some reason, even Qian Shui felt sorry for Tang San, considering that Xue Ke had come out with Ning Rongrong to watch the excitement.

Good heavens, he got beaten up so badly by Xiao Wu in front of his current fiancée and his ex-girlfriend.

"Xiao Wu, I don't understand!" Tang San, who was already determined to die rather than be humiliated and to sacrifice himself for righteousness, roared through gritted teeth.

"What don't you understand?" Xiao Wu seemed to feel much better after the fight. She moved the silver high heels that had been stepping on the back of Tang San's head away and then happily ran away.

However, the victims themselves may not feel the same way; at least the pain is real.

It's not like we really want to kill him. If we really did that, Qian Shuishui alone would be enough.

Or perhaps Ning Rongrong provided support, as Xiao Wu also possessed the ability to kill him just now.

Therefore, Tang San did not fight desperately because he did not sense any killing intent, and even deliberately concealed his strength.

On the surface, it seems like Xiao Wu was simply angry and throwing a tantrum, beating him up to vent her anger. But at their level, would they really speak and act so simply and directly? Wouldn't that be mindless?

However, from Tang San's perspective, if he directly asked her if she just wanted to hit him, it wouldn't be Xiao Wu who was stupid, but rather the one who was being beaten up who was stupid.

"Your Excellency, if you wish to humiliate me, you may as well speak plainly!" Tang San glared at Ning Rongrong with resentment, got up, and walked straight out of the Crown Prince's residence.

You have to express your attitude, otherwise where will you put your face?

Ning Rongrong, who had been completely oblivious to her own business, was also stunned. Watching Xiao Wu skip away, she felt as if her own intelligence had been lowered. "Stop! What does your fighting have to do with me?"

"Do you think I orchestrated what happened here?"

Tang San turned around, and his eyes clearly confirmed what Ning Rongrong had said.

But Ning Rongrong didn't care about anything else. As the highest-ranking official, she had her own attitude and stance. "I don't have time to deal with your fighting and bickering, but you need to think this through. If you dare to step out of this door without resolving your lousy plan today, you might as well give up being the Minister of Education!"

This was also the part that Tang San found hardest to understand. Coupled with the beating he had received, it would be strange if Tang San's attitude was good. "I don't understand what's wrong with the plan!"

With a sneer, Ning Rongrong looked at Tang San with the eyes of someone looking at a scoundrel, "You think that holding such a grand event, which covers almost all the masters of the Douluo Continent, is enough just to treat it as an elite competition, pay out of your own pocket, and give out awards at the end?"

"Is not it?"

This is the most difficult point for Tang San to understand. In fact, all he needs to do is achieve this goal. As long as the people arrive, it's the final harvest.

"Isn't that right?" How could he possibly ask that question?

"The Douluo Continent has nearly 100 million people who need to eat, cultivate, and have a future! Tell me, what other meaning does this wasteful event have besides the winner taking all and gaining immense prestige?"

This greatly disgusted Tang San. "The weak can never compare to the truly strong. Rongrong, let me ask you, how many ordinary people are worth as much as a Title Douluo?!"

Ning Rongrong, who had probably originally intended to reason with him, was completely speechless after this speech. She pointed at Tang San's nose and started cursing, "I am the Supreme Ruler, not you! It's not your place to lecture me!"

"you!"

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean, '!' Ning Rongrong was disgusted by this kind of thoughtless, self-righteous, and self-deprecating behavior. "You talk about the value of Title Douluos? You haven't even considered simple things like where they live, what conflicts exist between the various forces, or whether putting them together will cause conflict. You're comparing ordinary people to Title Douluos?"

Back then, Xue Qinghe's wedding had enough attendees from the upper echelons of nobility alone. Qian Shui had already told her about her experience beforehand: "Do you know how many people will go to Tiandou City once the news of a conference of this caliber gets out? How many of them will cause trouble and commit violence?"

Ning Rongrong's expression was extremely exaggerated at this moment, as if she really saw so many people in front of her. "Let me tell you! The scale and size are over 100,000. What you see in front of you is a huge, boundless crowd. When they go to the toilet, it will be a huge problem."

She had personally led troops and knew very well how meticulous the management of an army group was.

Changing the subject abruptly, she said with extreme disgust, "You want a Title Douluo to stay in the noisy and chaotic Heaven Dou City, surrounded by gold and silver, and live in a restaurant that's basically all the same size, and then develop feelings for you?"

Under repeated questioning, Tang San, bewildered, opened his mouth, at a loss for words. Finally, he managed to stammer, "Back then, the Spirit Hall forbade civilians to watch the battles, but thankfully we sealed off the city, didn't we..."

Tang San regretted saying those words as soon as they left his mouth, and Ning Rongrong ruthlessly tore off his fig leaf, saying, "Do you think Heaven Dou City is the Pope's Mountain? We also have the Douluo Hall here, which is sacred and inviolable?"

"People on the move need food and lodging. If you shut them all down, how much wealth are you trying to lose?"

"Let me tell you, any large-scale plan must be planned in the hundreds or even thousands of years. Things can be done, but to do them well, you have to think about things beyond the event itself! The competition cannot be held for only one session, that would be too wasteful. At least a new venue is needed, but it cannot be a venue in Tiandou City."

With that, Ning Rongrong waved to Tang San, "Come with me."

Ning Rongrong glanced at Tang San sideways, then turned and walked towards the council hall. "If you don't know how to make a plan, I can help you, but there's no time for project demonstration. We need to hurry."

It's not just Xue Qinghe's funeral, but also the complete end of the war of unification that follows, which will surely be a time of national celebration. At such a time, she will inevitably have to consider many more things.

However, Tang San and his group were still stuck in the old sect era, believing that they could conquer a territory and collect protection fees by relying on their personal strength. In reality, they could not bring any incremental wealth to the entire continent.

To put it bluntly, the social structure will become very stable, maintaining a state of independent governance and constant struggle. Whoever has the strongest fist will gain more. Without external pressure, this could even last for thousands of years.

Unfortunately, the times have changed beyond what they could have imagined.

"So it was you..." Above the Douluo Continent, in a place where the entire planet could be seen, a person wearing silver armor appeared.

When she arrived, an energy enveloped her, making her feel as if she were standing on the ground.