Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

From that day on, Emperor Xueye finally fell on the eve of the complete unification of the entire Douluo Continent.

Regardless of the surging public opinion, the new emperor of the Heavenly Dou Empire collapsed and ascended the throne.

At the same time, in order to welcome the arrival of the new era, new projects were also launched.

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"Hey, why aren't you fully grown yet?" Bored, Qian Shui sat cross-legged, touching the grass blades, muttering to himself in a rather eerie way.

Before him was a giant blue silver grass, the veins of which were golden, and each blade was as wide as a banana leaf.

From the outside, the enormous Blue Silver Grass seemed to be the center of the valley, its clear golden veins gleaming in the sunlight.

Needless to say, this is the Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin.

Qian Shui's words made A Yin's previously spirited leaves droop. "I always feel like something's missing..."

Ah Yin's voice drifted out from the center of the Blue Silver Emperor, and blue and gold light spots intertwined, blooming from every blade of grass of the Blue Silver Emperor, and condensing into a faint phantom in the air.

The phantom was stunningly beautiful, with a pure and elegant appearance, yet it gave off a somewhat dazed feeling.

Thanks to the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, Ah Yin has grown extremely fast. She has also received care from Di Tian and Bi Ji. Now, according to Qian Shui's perception, Ah Yin is only one step away from reaching the level of 100,000 years again.

As the saying goes, seeing a bubble makes you want to pop it, and Qian Shui saw that it was just a hair's breadth away from breaking through, so he got itchy hands.

Then he realized it didn't work; Ah Yin just couldn't become a 100,000-year-old soul beast again.

"Baa~" The little lamb, comfortably nestled in Qian Shui's arms, seemed to say something.

"You mean there's still one spirit ring that hasn't returned?" Qian Shui forcibly understood what the little sheep was saying through his mental power.

In this respect, Qian Shui is not as talented as his son, Qian Qingyu, who can understand what the little sheep is saying without needing mental power.

The lamb squinted and nodded.

Overwhelmed by the lamb's cuteness, Qian Shui gave it a good rub on the head. "You little rascal, you're becoming more and more human-like~ And quite clever too~"

"Baa~" This time the little lamb said: Of course!

Upon hearing this speculation, Ah Yin's illusory figure tapped her chin with one finger, as if deep in thought, "My spirit ring is indeed with Tang Hao..."

During their casual conversation, Qian Shui asked the question she had always wanted to ask but hadn't had a chance to, "Well, I'm quite curious, what exactly is the ninth soul skill you gave Tang Hao? It's not a healing soul skill, is it?"

"Huh?" Ah Yin was startled at first; Qian Shui's question was clearly unexpected. Then she became hesitant, "You guessed it?"

"Probably. I saw Tang Hao's severed limbs regenerate. Although there was a strange aura about it, it wasn't entirely strange. I can only guess at the general idea."

"Is he still alive?" Ah Yin was somewhat at a loss.

As the saying goes, "Even a day as husband and wife brings a hundred days of kindness," Qian Shui understands, "Yes, Tang San didn't die either."

Startled, Ah Yin became excited, "You're not..."

Tang Hao's actions could be attributed to A Yin's own willingness; even if she was tricked, it was still her own choice.

Regardless of who the biological father is, it's difficult to say that the child's birth is the child's fault.

But Tang San's existence is completely different for a mother; for Ah Yin, the real Tang San is already dead.

The body has been stolen; it's actually someone else.

Logically speaking, Ah Yin might not hold a grudge against Tang Hao, but Tang San's hatred was almost like that of someone who killed her child, and he even used her child's body to flaunt in front of her. How could Ah Yin bear that?

"Don't rush, I don't actually have any grudge against him, there's no need to kill him." Qian Shui really wanted to kill Tang San at the time.

But because of his own principles, he didn't do it, and he wasn't a good person either.

For someone who seeks power, the greatest punishment would be to prevent them from ever having power again and to condemn them to a life of ordinariness.

Just like in the mortal world, for some people, death is nothing at all; the collapse of one's Dao heart is more painful than death.

It's a pity that Tang San actually came back. In the five years that Qian Shui was away, he laid a solid foundation and became even stronger.

With a shrug, Qian Shui reassured A Yin, "If you want to, revive sooner and take revenge yourself, after all, you really have a grudge."

"Why are you so strange, and so annoying!" Ah Yin rolled her eyes, her gaze somewhat blank, though her tone remained gentle. "If I could, would I need you to say that to me?"

Qian Shui disagreed with A Yin's statement, saying, "It's just Tang Hao, I'll think of a way to turn him into your fertilizer!"

This terrified Ah Yin; her leaves shrank. To her, it was like Qian Shui chopping up her husband and using him as fertilizer—too cruel.

Seeing that Ah Yin was backing down, Qian Shui, the manipulative devil, had no intention of letting her go. "Just tell me if you want to be resurrected!"

"want!"

"Hey~ That's more like it!" Qian Shui leaned back tactically.

The will to survive equals the feeling of "it smells so good!" Once you understand all the causes and consequences, it would be strange if Ah Yin really loved Tang Hao that much.

"Senior brother! Dinner's ready!"

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In August of Douluo Calendar 2650, during the hottest time of the year, the area outside Tiandou City was even more bustling with activity.

Led by Tangmen Yutang, and bringing together the four original affiliated sects of the Haotian Sect, along with the entire Haotian Sect, they collectively undertook the construction of the Super Soul Arena in order to set an example and make up for the mistakes of the Tiandou Royal Academy.

The plan is to create a super arena that can accommodate millions of people at the same time, almost equivalent to rebuilding a city.

Even with all the titled Douluo mobilized, they still couldn't catch up with the plan.

Fortunately, Tang San and Ning Rongrong reached a certain political understanding, and resources from across the country began to be mobilized continuously.

For example, stone and steel.

Only the rudimentary industrial system established by Huan Hongchen could support such a project, and the Hongchen Hall Master was finally transferred from one sinkhole to another.

In short, she didn't have time to work on her precious rare ores; the daily blast furnace metallurgy was enough to keep her busy.

From then on, it became possible to quickly build a super arena that encompasses commerce, housing, medical care, and competition.

Thus, a construction team composed entirely of experts began construction in full swing, and it was common to see titled Douluo carrying huge construction components flying around.

You can even see the figures of the Tang Clan leader and the Haotian Clan leader.

It saves money, and it's not stingy.

This day marked the receipt of supplies, and the clan chief of the Power Clan personally led the welcoming party, a truly high level of courtesy.

Titan's hair and beard were completely white. His short, needle-like hair stood on end, and if he weren't wearing that white safety helmet with the word 'Power' on it and that reflective yellow vest, he might have looked like a serious old man.

"No, old gorilla, what are you doing?"

The first to step down from the luxurious carriage was the Bone Douluo, a man with a broad frame and a gaunt appearance.

Upon seeing Titan, he was stunned and could hardly believe his eyes.

Of course, both sides were about the same, and Ning Fengzhi, who stepped off the carriage, was no less impressive.

"Bone Douluo? Sect Master Ning? How could we possibly trouble you two to personally escort us?!" Titan hurriedly greeted Ning Fengzhi, bowing and expressing his gratitude.

You know, they got into this situation all thanks to that person's precious daughter. The father actually stepped in and delivered building materials to them. What do you think of that?

"Chief Titan, what's going on?"

Ning Fengzhi, who stepped out of the carriage leaning on his unchanging cane, was also puzzled. What was going on with the clan leader?

Just then, a middle-aged man with a dark complexion, unshaven beard, and chiseled features passed by Ning Fengzhi carrying a bundle of three-person-high boulders. Although he reeked of alcohol, his imposing presence was undeniable.

"Brother Hao?" Ning Fengzhi blurted out when he saw this person.

Tang Hao, who had been recognized, paid no attention to it and simply walked forward, his eyes, hidden beneath his heavy dark circles, not even blinking.

“This…” Ning Fengzhi could only look at Titan, who had always had a good relationship with Tang Hao.

Helpless, Titan could only shake his head in resignation.

As a figure from the previous era, Ning Fengzhi found it hard to imagine that the man who was once unparalleled in his fame and broke the record for the fastest advancement to Title Douluo had now become like this.

Does he look like a construction worker? Shouldn't it be Tang Hao?

You know, Tang Hao was an idol for their generation back then!

Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo followed Titan into a scavenging room filled with blueprints and various tools. After drinking tea, they began to chat.

After Titan shared what he knew, Ning Fengzhi finally understood the current situation.

"This...this was all Rongrong's doing?" Shaking his head, Bone Douluo muttered to himself in disbelief.

Ning Rongrong performed very well in the war, but in reality, she was just so-so. After all, most battles were almost one-sided, either with seemingly endless crossbow volleys or cannon massacres.

It's difficult to stand out.

After Ning Rongrong returned to Tiandou City, they knew that she was calling a sheep a horse on live broadcast. At that time, Ning Fengzhi still thought that Ning Rongrong was just a child and still mischievous, but judging from the current results, that may not be the case.

Even Ning Fengzhi didn't know that Xue Ye was already dead, and had buried her long ago.

Even the news of Xue Beng's ascension to the throne was told to him by Titan; the news of the new emperor's enthronement was completely controlled within Tian Dou City.

Such power is beyond the capabilities of the forces within Tiandou City; simply because they lack the necessary strength.

The only one who can do this is Ning Rongrong, who can mobilize the highest-ranking official in the country.

"What on earth is this child doing?" Ning Fengzhi was a little angry. He couldn't help but tighten his grip on his cane, even though he always maintained a gentle and refined demeanor.

Ning Rongrong's actions were practically overwhelming the Haotian Sect and the Tang Sect, leaving them with almost no way out.

"What if we unify the continent? The Spirit Hall still stands in our way. In that respect, nothing else matters. We, the three upper sects, should be united as one!"

Ning Fengzhi's words not only clarified his stance, but also made it clear who his friends and enemies were.

At least in his view, what could Ning Rongrong, a mere child, possibly accomplish when even Xue Qinghe couldn't? Was she going to lead a group to give the Spirit Hall experience points and free kills?

Faced with absolute power, all other means seem so pale and powerless.

“That’s right, Sect Master Ning should persuade your daughter that we should all work together!” Titan expressed his complete agreement with Ning Fengzhi’s words.

"Chief Titan, please rest assured, I will go to Tiandou City right away."

After saying this, Ning Fengzhi bid farewell to Titan and hurriedly returned to Tiandou City.

As for whether Ning Rongrong knew her father's attitude, she had some guesses. At least not letting Ning Fengzhi know everything was a way of keeping an eye on him.

This is also one of the reasons why Ning Fengzhi was angry. It's one thing to keep it from outsiders, but why keep it from his own father?

However, Ning Rongrong didn't have time for that. After preparing some things, she shouted into the air, "Brother Shui, I know you can hear me. Can you come over?"

Before long, Qian Shui appeared. "What's wrong?"