Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

"what happened?"

"Xiao Shui..." Qian Renxue lowered her head, her hair was messy, and her expression was unseen. "Take this!"

"Why are you giving me this soul tool?" Qian Shui was completely bewildered as she looked at the wristband-style soul tool that Qian Renxue handed her.

"Xiao Shui, I might not make it. You can still stay here. I'll talk to Grandpa." Qian Renxue's voice trembled, almost crying, as she gestured for Qian Shui to take the soul tool. "Take this. I have a lot of money, which I don't usually need, but it will definitely be useful to you!"

"What's wrong? Why does it look like you're about to die?"

If Qian Xunji hadn't yet set off to deal with Tang Hao, he would have thought that bastard Qian Xunji was finally dead.

"Xiao Shui, I might really not make it!" Qian Renxue raised her tear-streaked face.

"Why did you suddenly stop? Stop joking around, stop crying~" Qian Shui frowned as well, the little girl's crying didn't seem fake.

"But! But!" She threw back the blanket. "The bleeding just won't stop!"

'Damn it! If someone comes over and smells the blood, they'll be fine!'

Now it all made sense. Qian Shui's brain had completely shut down; he had never experienced anything like this before! He had absolutely no experience!

"Don't move around here." Qian Shui tried her best to remain calm and expressionless, silently drifting back to her room. She went outside to call a maid and explained the situation.

The maid gave him a teasing smile and went into the house. Qian Shui was so embarrassed that he could have dug his toes out of a three-bedroom apartment. He didn't dare to go back and could only go and tease the sleeping lamb.

Shortly after, Qian Renxue's scream echoed from the room, and in an instant, Qian Daoliu appeared. But he left quickly as well, only giving Qian Shui a deep look before departing.

That night, Qian Shui spent the night outside, feeling a chill run down her spine and covered in cold sweat.

Qian Xunji arrived the next day, but Qian Shui had gone to school. This was the only time Qian Shui had gone to the Martial Soul Academy early on her own initiative, thus escaping a disaster.

Qianshui didn't go back until very late at night, and for some reason, nothing happened to her.

"Xiao...Xiao Xue, are you alright?" Qian Shui awkwardly broke the silence after closing the door, asking a question whose answer was obvious to anyone with eyes to see.

Qian Renxue sat silently to the side, her face flushed.

"Oh no! How am I supposed to know what to do?! God! Someone please save me!"

"Xiao Shui, have you eaten?"

"I've eaten! Oh, right, a classmate treated me to dinner today, so I didn't come back to eat!"

"Ah."

At this moment, Qian Renxue brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, then placed her hands on her thighs. The transformation from girl to young woman carried an indescribable quality, and from Qian Shui's perspective, she seemed to have become even more beautiful.

He also had a strange feeling, 'How could blond hair have such a youthful, innocent look?'

"I'm going back to my room to cultivate!"

There are ways to avoid embarrassment, and of course, ways to escape it.

"Douluo Continent doesn't seem to have a tradition of taking responsibility for someone you've just glanced at, does it?" Qian Shui stood there, stunned, watching Qian Renxue run back to her room. "I'd be willing to take responsibility too! By the way, should we ask others if this is how it's done? Oh, and one more thing! Brown sugar water!"

In short, Qian Shui didn't dare to ask. With his limited knowledge, he only knew that he needed to make brown sugar water, although he didn't know if it was the same thing in Douluo Continent.

He, who had never been in a relationship, didn't hesitate and knocked on Qian Renxue's door. Qian Shui placed the brown sugar water at the door and said, "Xiaoxue, I made a cup of sugar water. It's said to be good for your health. Remember to drink it!"

Is something as simple as having soul power really useful?

After a short while, when there was no more noise outside, Qian Renxue opened the door and took the things outside.

"Hoo hoo~ Hmm~ Seems to be somewhat helpful~ Feels all warm and cozy~"

……

Youth is beautiful, and the little incident did not affect their relationship. They quickly returned to normal life. However, Qian Shui started to pay more attention to other aspects of Qian Renxue and began to see her more as a real girl who needed to be taken care of.

But the truth of the world is always cruel and realistic; beauty is only fleeting. And what this girl is about to face is the cruelty that the world brings her!

Chapter 43 A Sudden Change

At the beginning of the year 2630 in the Douluo Calendar, the spirit power of the three halls of the Spirit Hall fluctuated and the weather changed dramatically. The Spirit Hall dispatched two Title Douluos and a large number of high-level spirit masters. Even the Pope himself set off.

But not long after, Qian Xunji returned to Wuhun City with his remaining troops. A tense atmosphere spread, and everyone knew that something big was about to happen.

These past few days, Qian Shui has been skipping school for the first time in a long time, using the excuse of breaking through his soul power level. But no one cares about him anymore, as the entire power center of Wuhun City is moving with that spiral.

On this day, Qian Daoliu came over with a solemn expression and personally took Qian Renxue away. Before leaving, she smiled at Qian Shui, and Qian Shui returned a reassuring smile.

……

"She must leave! Otherwise, I will not tolerate her!"

"Bibi Dong, Xiaoxue is your daughter, how could you be so heartless!"

"I want to go!"

"Little Snow!"

"Grandpa, I'm willing to go!"

"All right…"

……

Qian Shui held the lamb and waited for her, waiting for her to return and cry in grief so he could comfort her, waiting for her to be helpless and vulnerable so he could help her, waiting for her to set off for Tian Dou so he could accompany her.

Qian Shui waited for a very, very long time; she didn't know how many days had passed.

No one knows when Qian Renxue left, but she never came back.

"It's out of control!"

Qian Shui was emaciated and his eyes were vacant. He had not eaten or drunk for many days because the situation had exceeded his expectations.

He thought Qian Renxue needed him, would rely on him, and would take him to the Tiandou Empire, so that he could help her navigate the various forces.

But he forgot, forgot the butterfly in South America, and the powerful thread of fate!

He has no right to be a chess player now! For the first time, he wanted to pluck the strings of fate, but he could only place his hopes on Qian Renxue's will!

But now Qian Renxue is just a pawn being manipulated!

A sense of powerlessness swept over Qian Shui's heart. He blamed himself and felt frustrated. His recent comfort had made him lose his basic judgment of reality!

The world's harsh reality was laid bare before the transmigrator. He wanted to cause trouble; he considered going directly to the Heavenly Battle. But he wasn't stupid. Doing so would mean losing even more, ultimately jeopardizing his life, just like his previous plan!

Qian Renxue has protection, and following the plot's momentum at least prevents any accidents. But what about him? What can a Soul Master's cultivation level do? The Heaven Dou Empire may not have titles, but it has countless Soul Douluos and Soul Saints!

Perhaps in the end he won't be able to do anything! He might even be restricted in his freedom by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. At that time, his cleverness will turn into walking into a trap, and he might even kill Qian Renxue!

He should have understood this long ago, but his identity as a time traveler brought him a huge blind spot and blind confidence in the world that was already before him. No plan is perfect, and the most important variable is people.

When he finally understood all this, he became increasingly frustrated and hated himself for his negligence. He should have known everything, yet he was still so self-righteous.

Being clear-headed isn't always a good thing, after all, you can't make excuses for your mental victory anymore.

"It would have been so much better if I had given her these materials, but thankfully I didn't. Heh, I was really arrogant enough~"

Finally, Qian Shui stood up. He had lost count of how many sunrises and sunsets he had witnessed, but he could still sense that he was about to run out of energy.

He packed up, took his things, and walked out of the house with slightly unsteady steps, closing the door behind him.

"Kid, you're leaving?"

"Yes."

"When are you coming back?"

"Perhaps, he won't come."

“This is your home, why don’t you come? Your teacher has become the Pope, the Grand Venerable won’t care, and no one will take back this house.”

"A person only needs a small space, a bed and a blanket to live in. But a home is where there are people. This place is nice, but it doesn't belong to me."

"That makes sense. So, we don't need the bow and target either?"

"Please take it, Senior Guangling. I still have some things to do, at least..."

……

Qian Shui picked up the lamb. He wanted to return to where he came from. The dean was still there, and there were still people who needed him to take care of them in their old age.

Walking on the familiar streets of Wuhun City, Qian Shui suddenly found the place so unfamiliar. In a daze, he suddenly realized that he had never felt a sense of belonging to this huge city.

No matter how far the journey, there is an end; no matter how slowly you walk, you will eventually reach your destination. Standing in front of the Angel Academy, Qian Shui's eyes grew increasingly blurry, as if the scene of her first time opening her eyes to see this world was right before her eyes.

"Who are you, big brother?" The children from Angel Academy noticed Qian Shui, and one of them was pushed forward.

But Qian Shui didn't answer; only the little lamb bleated.

"Xiao Shui, what brings you here?" The dean seemed to have noticed Qian Shui and came out to look at him.

Qian Shui forced a smile and smiled at the dean: "It's nothing, it's just that... I might have to trouble you again, Dean..."

"Xiao Shui!"

Qian Shui didn't know how he woke up, he only knew that when he opened his eyes he saw the ceiling of the Angel Academy again.

Qian Shui was in low spirits, and the dean noticed it. She didn't take much care of him, only giving him a room.

The children at Angel Academy didn't react much; they were all under six years old, and they were just wondering why there was an older brother.

In fact, Qian Shui went to school the next day, and no one thought anything of it, except that she became a little quieter. But after a while, Bibi Dong's arrival caused a stir.

……

Three people stood by the stream outside Wuhun City: Qian Renxue, Serpent Spear Douluo, and Porcupine Douluo.

"Young Master, it's time to go," Serpent Spear Douluo reminded him.

"Understood, Uncle She."

Looking back at the towering walls of Wuhun City, his eyes were filled with longing.

She left without saying goodbye because parting is painful, and she didn't want to leave any of that behind. Her father's sudden death and her mother's rejection left her heartbroken, and her current destination was precisely because of her mother.

Bibi Dong must have already planned the theft of the Heaven Dou Empire, and the most important part of it was her daughter, the heir of the angels and the equipable user of the Angel Set Soul Bone.

This was her last act of kindness as a mother, pushing her out to prevent herself from going berserk and actually committing the crime herself!

Tang Hao truly helped her immensely by severely injuring Qian Xunji, giving her an opportunity to take advantage. In the end, her teacher, her husband, the one who took everything from her, was killed by her own hands, leaving no trace of his body! And it was through this that she entered the Rakshasa Secret Realm.

So she coldly and cruelly swore that Qian Renxue must carry out the plan. But this day came so quickly, so quickly that the child was only 9 years old and had to bear all of this alone!