Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

"Not Xiao Shui, what about you?" Feng Jingyi reminded her, after all, Qian Shui was also level 40.

"Me too, I can use any water-attribute soul beast."

"Water attribute?"

“Yes, I do want a healing-type soul skill.” Qian Shui looked around and, seeing no one else interested, announced that they would set off.

The Star Dou Great Forest wasn't particularly mysterious to Qian Shui, especially its outer areas, which he had already explored on the map.

Chen Sha hunted down an 8,000-year-old Blazing Beast in a barren hill within the Star Luo Empire, gaining temporary power beyond her current level, similar to unlocking her potential.

Yin Jin originally wanted a healing-type soul beast, but he couldn't find one. After all, the most famous healing-type soul beast is the Emerald Swan, which is clearly beyond their reach.

In the end, he had no choice but to hunt down an 8,000-year-old slime. He originally thought he had lost a soul skill, but unexpectedly he gained a healing soul skill of the harmonizing type. The Douluo people didn't think much of it, but Qian Shui said it was a divine skill.

He didn't even know what the immune system was. He probably died in his past life because of his rampaging immune system. If there really was a skill that could balance it, it would definitely be related to this. He tried it and found that it was indeed the case.

Unfortunately, Qian Shui wasn't so lucky; he wandered around the Star Dou Great Forest until the end of the year without any results.

"Hey, Shui-ge, don't rush. Why don't you find a slime too?"

Qian Shui gave Yin Jin a disdainful look. "If you can find me a ten-thousand-year-old slime, I can accept it."

"Uh...you really want to absorb a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast? Isn't that too dangerous?"

They didn't dwell on the issue of the ten-thousand-year-old slime, after all, slimes are weak soul beasts, and if a slime can survive for a thousand years, it's considered lucky and that it's good at surviving.

Actually, because the holiday was approaching, everyone was quite eager, as they hadn't returned to human society for a long time.

"How about this, Xiao Shui, consider my previous suggestion: how about going to Han Hai City this year?" Feng Jingyi stroked her chin, clearly having given it considerable thought.

"Squad leader, this isn't the time to play around..." Qian Shui started to say, then stroked his chin, "Sea spirit beast?"

They were in the Star Dou Great Forest, the largest gathering area of ​​soul beasts on the entire continent, and they had a preconceived notion that this was the best place to hunt soul beasts.

But in fact, everyone overlooked the fact that the ocean is larger than the land, and what Qian Shui wanted was a water-attribute soul beast.

Given this premise, is there a more suitable hunting ground than the ocean?

"If Xiao Shui thinks it's feasible, I have a suggestion. Now that it's almost the end of the year, how about we all go to the Wind Sword Sect as guests?" Feng Jingyi proposed her idea.

But no one responded; they all looked at Qian Shui.

"Uncle Ghost, is that alright?"

"You decide."

"Then I'll trouble Uncle Gui to help inform Wuhun City."

Seeing that the leader had agreed, everyone had no objections.

"Target: Wind Sword Sect. Class monitor, lead the way! Full speed ahead!"

"okay!"

Feng Jingyi jumped up excitedly, summoned the Wind Sword, stood on it, and flew forward at full speed.

"Wrong direction!"

"Ow~"

Chapter 57 The Fourth Soul Skill

The group moved quickly, and even the two support characters' physical abilities were now on par with the average level of Soul Masters in Douluo Continent. So they finally arrived at the Wind Sword Sect before the end of the year.

However, things took the turn in the direction Qian Shui hated most—Feng Bailong, the sect leader of the Fengjian Sect, personally greeted them.

"Is he your father?" He wasn't interested in finding out Feng Jingyi's identity, but the way she came out to greet him was somewhat intriguing.

"No, but why would the sect leader come?" Feng Jingyi denied.

"It's probably my teacher's doing..." Since it wasn't, the meaning couldn't be clearer. Their whereabouts were top secret, which was obviously leaked by the Spirit Hall. It was highly likely that Bibi Dong did it on purpose. "Uncle Gui, the master has arrived. Aren't you going to show your face?"

Qian Shui looked at the Wind Sword Sect Master, who wore an eye patch and seemed to have the air of a detached and aloof sage. Qian Shui couldn't say what would become of this master, but as a sword cultivator, based on his own understanding of swordsmanship, he could only conclude that he was utterly incompetent.

He simply summoned the person of the highest status; he had no interest in trying to win over the sect leader of one of the four lower sects.

Ghost Douluo, lurking in the shadows, rolled his eyes. He had no choice but to step forward and deal with the situation. Qian Shui disliked these kinds of occasions, but Ghostly Demon did?

"Elder Ghost." "Sect Master Wind."

The two exchanged pleasantries and then got down to business.

"This must be His Holiness the Pope's esteemed disciple, right? Reaching the third ring at such a young age, and even a third-ring Soul Master beyond his years, truly intriguing." Feng Bailong, his head covered by an eyepatch, turned towards Qian Shui. His strength was no secret to those who were interested; after all, although he participated in Soul Battles under an assumed name, he had fought so many battles that it was impossible for him not to attract attention. "Little Jing'er, won't you introduce him to me?"

Qian Shui made a preliminary assessment of this 8-ring Soul Douluo: 'A shrewd individual.'

“Uncle Bailong, this is the team leader I often mention to you—Qianshui. We’ve reached the level 40 bottleneck. Our destination is Hanhai City, and we’re here for Soul Hunting. We’re just passing through the sect. Anyway, it’s almost the end of the year, so I thought I’d invite the team members to visit the sect.” Feng Jingyi bowed and briefly introduced Qianshui and the purpose of their trip.

'Good heavens, so you were the one who leaked the information...' Qian Shui thought the class monitor had tricked him, but he hadn't asked anyone to keep his information confidential.

"Hmm, you've matured quite a bit, and your cultivation hasn't fallen behind either. It seems that your studies in Martial Soul City have indeed helped you grow." Feng Bailong praised Feng Jingyi, then looked at everyone, "You children are Jingyi's friends, so you are honored guests of my Fengjian Sect. Please come in!"

Feng Bailong's etiquette and rhetoric were impeccable. He cleverly used Feng Jingyi as a starting point and successfully won everyone's favor. After bowing, the team members followed Feng Bailong to the Fengjian Sect's headquarters.

However, Qian Shui understood something from Feng Jingyi's expressionless face. He was also a shrewd person, but he didn't want to make things so tiring in Douluo Continent. It was unnecessary. But he wasn't like these friends, who were inexperienced and didn't understand anything.

As the year drew to a close, Qian Shui had no intention of playing around. He remained motionless in his room, cultivating his soul power and developing some of his barren meridians. He left his team members to relax and didn't rush to go to Han Hai City to hunt souls.

……

Spring break is over and it will be Douluo Calendar 2633, which is also the last year of training. The 24th Elite Tournament qualifiers are about to begin, and the goal for this year is to increase soul power as much as possible.

For example, the strongest, Feng Jingyi at level 47, and Ling Yunzhi at level 46, have a real chance of breaking through to the Soul King level. Qian Shui himself also needs to accelerate his breakthrough, and advancing to Soul Master could very well allow him to leap into the Foundation Establishment stage, making it an excellent opportunity.

Qian Shui led everyone away from the Wind Sword Sect and headed towards an important landmark from the original story.

Originally, he planned to lead a team to hunt souls, but Ghost Douluo brought up the Spirit Hall's operation more than ten years ago, and he had a deep memory of the dangers of the ocean.

This also served as a reminder to Qian Shui that if he were to actually advance to the Foundation Establishment stage in his cultivation, he would likely attract a heavenly tribulation, especially at sea where there would be no way to avoid it. In that case, it's estimated that few of his team members would survive.

Thinking of this, he arranged for them to go to the Great Soul Arena in Hanhai City for a battle, while he and Ghost Douluo went out to sea.

"Uncle Ghost, I have a bad feeling about this trip. If there is an unavoidable crisis, please try to get away. You are a level 95 Title Douluo, and your significance is extraordinary." Qian Shui thought about the problem of the lightning tribulation being restrained by Ghost Douluo, and still reminded him.

Ghost Douluo had a good impression of Qian Shui, firstly because they almost became master and disciple, and secondly because they had developed some feelings for each other over the years. Although Qian Shui didn't have any such strange thoughts.

"You're scared too?" In his memory, Qian Shui was the kind of person who would dare to cut down even the Pope if he didn't want to talk to him. But he could only say that he appreciated Qian Shui's good intentions. After all, with his level 95 strength, he could still carry this kid away.

"Sigh, whatever, you can always run away anyway..."

"Enough of that. Tell me what kind of spirit beast you want to hunt."

"Anything between 10,000 and 20,000 years old is fine, since most sea spirit beasts are water-attribute anyway."

At this point, the mainland was no longer visible, so the existence of Douluo Star could be confirmed as definitively as it could be.

"I sense a school of fish ahead, and the small beasts among them should be low-level ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts."

"That works, Uncle Gui, thank you!"

"Wait, then."

Ghost Douluo left the ship silently. He had little ability in naval combat, but a Title Douluo could fly, and Qian Shui knew that this was a sure thing.

Not long after, a violent fluctuation of soul power appeared ahead, and a huge fish fell from the water's edge in the distance.

Qian Shui drew his Mingxin sword, preparing to deliver a fatal blow.

"First Soul Skill, Netherworld Possession! Second Soul Skill, Fox's Leap! Third Soul Skill, Terror Claw Breaking Army! Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear Right Claw Soul Bone Skill, Dark Gold Terror Claw!"

After a long absence, he used all his soul skills at full power, applying the first three amplification soul skills to his body and primordial spirit at once before leaping high into the air.

The acceleration of the two moving towards each other was terrifying. The spirit used a palm strike, the body used claws, and the physical attack, mental attack, and soul attack all hit the fish's head at the same time, which could be said to be a one-hit kill!

"How come it's a dolphin?" Looking at the dolphin, which seemed to be the size of an orca, Qian Shui was a little pretentious. If he had seen it clearly, he probably wouldn't have hunted it.

However, killing is killing, and he didn't have any lingering regrets. Looking at the black spirit ring emerging from the huge, bloodied body amidst the filth, Qian Shui leaped onto the corpse and began to absorb the spirit ring.

It seems that because it died too quickly, this dolphin-like sea spirit beast had no resentment. Qian Shui's soul had even become a martial spirit, with its essence, energy, and spirit united as one. After years of tempering, even if it was not indestructible, it was still far superior to a simple soul.

So he quickly absorbed the spirit ring and unlocked the level limit. As all this happened, the misty spirit power of the Thousand Waters gradually condensed into drops of liquid, while the weather at sea also underwent a drastic change.

With the shackles broken and absorbing the amplification from the ten-thousand-year soul ring and nearly a year's worth of accumulated soul power, Qian Shui's level instantly reached 45.

The moment he opened his eyes, a bolt of lightning struck him fiercely.

"Boy, what did you do? You'll be struck by lightning?" Ghost Douluo narrowly escaped from Qian Shui, who was sitting cross-legged with his five hearts facing the sky.

"Uncle Ghost, get away from me! Run as far away as you can!" Qian Shui watched as Ghost Douluo carried him through one heavenly lightning bolt after another, and he felt a little anxious.

According to general rules, under the rules of lightning tribulation, if a stronger entity joins, it will become stronger based on the strongest entity!

"Do you really think I'm such a heartless and cold-blooded person?" Humans aren't plants or trees, how can they be without feelings? At this point, how could Ghost Douluo possibly run away alone?

"Ugh, you're so stupid! You old devil! Did you have to force me to swear?! Can't you see you're coming for me? You're just getting in my way!" He broke free from Ghost Douluo's restraints and then unleashed his newly acquired soul skill, "Fourth Soul Skill, Flying Swirl Pig Technique!"

This is a water-attribute, fast-attack soul skill, especially fast in water. Thousand Waters involves spinning, leaping, and tumbling on the water's surface, speeding away like skipping stones.

Chapter 58 After the Tribulation

Originally, Qian Shuishi planned to create a healing or recovery-type soul skill. Considering that he might need to deal with tribulation, this type of soul skill would always be very useful. The key point is that water attribute healing is quite logical.

However, plans can't keep up with changes, so there's nothing we can do but tough it out!

Qian Shui was far away from Ghost Douluo. Giant waves surged around him, the wind howled, lightning flashed and thunder roared overhead, and the surrounding soul power surged wildly.

In the dim light, it seemed as if something had opened the gaping maw of an abyss, ready to swallow everything within!

Qian Shui's soul power surged, and he pointed his sword at the sky, the theme song of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" playing in his mind.

"I, your humble servant, am undergoing my tribulation here!" His topknot fluttered, his long hair standing on end, as if in response to something, "Riding the wind on my sword! Slaying demons across heaven and earth! Ah…"

As the saying goes, his cool demeanor lasted only three seconds before a bolt of lightning struck straight down from the top of his head. Immediately following, even more lightning bolts crashed and poured relentlessly into Qian Shui's body, the continuous rumbling of thunder sending chills down one's spine.

The Ghost Douluo in the distance was terrified. The sea was rough and the lightning was too strong for him. Even if he had the strength of a titled master, he would be reduced to ashes. He felt that he probably wouldn't even be able to collect Qian Shui's body.

However, the heavenly lightning hasn't stopped yet, so running away now isn't the best option. It would be better to finish this and take a look, so that we can give Bibi Dong an explanation when we get back.

Qian Shui was lucky at this point; he foolishly flew into the sky, becoming an easy target for lightning strikes. All that safety education he received from Blue Star was for nothing.

Fortunately, the ocean was right below, so the object fell into the sea after being struck. Seawater conducts electricity, and the ocean is vast enough that even though it was close, the power was significantly reduced. In the end, at least the person wasn't killed; perhaps they've done relatively few bad things in the past.

So when Qian Shui discovered the seawater diversion, he swam to a suitable position where he could be struck by lightning without being electrocuted, making it a very worthwhile electrotherapy treatment.