Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

"Yue Xuan?"

When Qian Shui arrived at a magnificent building, he stopped in his tracks.

It wasn't just because of the popular photo spot, but because he heard a familiar melody.

……

As night fell, Xue Qinghe ended his day of social engagements and returned home by carriage.

Just as he was about to arrive at his residence, he overheard some nobles having a rather unusual discussion outside the carriage.

"That guy is so weird. He just sat at the entrance of Yuexuan drinking, and I heard he even cried at first. Haha, I never knew a grown man would cry in public. It's hilarious..."

"It seems that Yuexuan was playing 'Long Sky' at that time, perhaps he was moved by what he was saying..."

"Hahaha, so sloppy, how could someone like that possibly know music theory? The people at Yuexuan don't even know how to kick him out; he's just unlucky to look at..."

"That's true, but I wonder what new and unusual piece Yuexuan was playing just now; I've never heard of it before..."

……

Inside the car, Xue Qinghe slightly raised the corners of her mouth and asked the air, "Is it him?"

And soon a voice appeared in his ears: "Yes."

Having received confirmation, Xue Qinghe hurried back to the mansion, entered his inner bedroom, and instructed the servants not to approach, as he needed to bathe and change.

The servants were used to it, after all, this prince had always been like that and did not like being served by others.

……

The girl in the mirror had smooth, beautiful short blonde hair, slightly tousled, snow-white skin, a straight nose, and delicate purple eyes with a faint smile. She wore light makeup, a simple and elegant white-gold dress, and a golden headdress resembling angel wings that was just right. The girl's beautiful figure was simply stunning.

A golden light flashed by, and she stepped out of the room.

……

At this moment, Qian Shui was completely drunk. "Chang Kong" was the song he brought to this world. Listening to it again after many years, it's not just that things have changed, but also the sense of being in another world and the longing brought about by the separation of time and space.

When he came to his senses, tears were streaming down his face, and he was surrounded by a group of people. He had originally wanted to go into Yuexuan for a while, but in his current state, he was simply not fit to enter such a noble place.

Once he was in the right mood, he didn't want to leave. Anyway, he didn't care much about his image, so he sat down at the entrance of Yuexuan and started drinking.

However, his actions were indeed affecting the city's appearance, and soon someone from Yuexuan came out to chase him away. However, Qianshui only took out a song list and handed it to the person, asking him to show it to someone who knew about music. He didn't go in; he just listened to the music here.

Just as a group of people were watching from afar, pointing and whispering about Qian Shui, a young man dressed in fine clothes and with an outstanding demeanor appeared in front of Qian Shui.

Slightly drunk, Qian Shui squinted, holding a bottle in one hand and supporting her knee with the other, sitting on the ground, leaning against a large tree by the roadside, and tapping her feet to the beat.

He first smelled a familiar fragrance, then slightly opened his eyes and saw the man standing in front of him with a slight frown.

"Is something wrong?"

Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, was originally extremely happy. However, when she excitedly ran to Yuexuan, she saw a disheveled Qian Shui with a limp topknot and a goatee.

Qian Renxue clenched her fists immediately, 'Where's my handsome Xiao Shui! Who is this beggar?!'

Composing himself and regaining his composure, he asked, "I am Xue Qinghe. May I ask who you are here with...?"

"Oh, Xiaoxue, I was listening to music..."

Those present recognized Xue Qinghe, and this disheveled man actually called the Crown Prince 'Little Xue', which made everyone sigh that he was courting death.

But the person in question knew exactly what this meant. Qian Renxue was stunned. She almost couldn't help but check if there was anything wrong with her disguise, but she still managed to suppress her impulse and maintain the appearance that Xue Qinghe should have.

But she had no choice but to take this bastard away from this crowded place.

"Brother, you seem to be someone extraordinary. How about we find a quieter place to have a drink together?"

Qian Shui stood up, patted his bottom, put away the wine in his hand, and said, "Okay."

"Then, please, brother?"

"Come on, lead the way!"

Ignoring the astonished looks of the crowd, Qian Renxue soon led Qian Shui to a secluded restaurant and they sat down.

After instructing the waiter to serve the food, the atmosphere quieted down.

"Does this distinguished guest require drinks?" The waiter, who also recognized Xue Qinghe, asked as usual.

Qian Renxue frowned and subconsciously gestured to Qian Shui, who was a guest.

Qian Shui was not fully conscious and nodded subconsciously.

Seeing this, the waiter also left, summoned two heavily made-up girls to accompany him, and then left again.

Qian Renxue's fist became even harder.

Qian Shui was also stunned, frowning as she looked at Qian Renxue with a questioning expression, 'Is this how you usually play? Isn't this ridiculous?'

Annoyed, he deliberately put his arm around one of the girls' waists, lifted her chin with one hand, and said in a deliberately caressing tone, "Xiaoxue, you really know your stuff. How about this one is yours?"

Qian Renxue, who had been keeping her head down and silent, suddenly shattered the cup in her hand. Startled, Qian Shui trembled and hurriedly said to the two special practitioners, "Stop looking! Hurry up and go! Didn't you see His Highness the Crown Prince lose his temper? Tell the people outside to stay away, do you hear me!"

The two men, being quite perceptive, quickly got up, bowed, and ran off.

The room door closed, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward. Qian Shui sobered up and used his soul power to evaporate the alcohol from his body, sitting up straight.

After a moment of silence, Qian Renxue spoke first: "How did you guess?"

"What did you guess?" Qian Shui's mind hadn't quite caught up yet.

"My identity!" Qian Renxue emphasized softly.

"Oh, oh, oh, it's not hard to guess. Although the Douluo Continent is vast, there are only a few places you can go."

Besides, I know about the Angel Set Skull Skill. The Star Luo Empire has a solid foundation and even has a Martial Soul Fusion Skill like the Netherworld White Tiger, so naturally it won't go there.

Other kingdoms are too small to be of any use; the Xue family of the Heavenly Dou Empire, who, like the Angelic Martial Soul, possess wings, is naturally the best choice—it makes perfect sense. Besides, the First Prince, Xue Qinghe, is about the same age as you and me; knowing this, is there any need to guess?

Qianshui scratched his head and said as quietly as possible.

Qian Renxue, however, had a different feeling.

Why did she leave without saying goodbye back then? Wasn't it to protect Qian Shui, and he always knew what she was going to do? Putting aside her amazement at Qian Shui's intelligence, Qian Renxue was left only with grievance and sorrow, and her eyes immediately reddened.

She had endured for so many years, living a cautious life under a different identity and gender in another place. But when Qian Shui said those words, she finally couldn't hold back anymore.

She trembled all over, trying her best not to make a sound, and large tears slid down onto the table without her realizing it.

"Oh, Xiaoxue, don't cry..." Qianshui was at a loss, his intelligence seemed to have disappeared, and he had no idea what to do.

Qian Renxue looked up at the disheveled Qian Shui. 'He actually chose to stay in Wuhun City only after understanding all of this! So his madness was a choice he made after understanding everything?!'

She felt wronged. If she had known that Qian Shui already knew everything, why would she have endured it? Why would she have endured never replying? And what would Qian Shui think when he received no response?

At the same time, she was also saddened. Qian Shui had suffered so much over the years. Although she seemed indifferent, she knew that she was closely watching everything that happened to Qian Shui.

From sitting in his room for many days and then leaving without looking back, to the crowd attacking Bibi Dong, and then to his years of non-stop, almost insane, cultivation, all of this was because of his own arrogance!

If we had communicated properly back then, he might not be like this, he wouldn't feel so alone, and he wouldn't be in so much pain.

Chapter 69 The Return to Life

But Qian Shui didn't care. He didn't care about himself. It was pointless to care about things that couldn't be eaten. Anyway, he wouldn't die and would become stronger, so what was there to complain about?

This is merely the price of past arrogance.

However, seeing Qian Renxue crying with a man's face made Qian Shui feel very uncomfortable. You would say that a girl crying like that is pitiful, but a man crying like that is just... well, you know. So he started arguing again.

"Hey Xiaoxue, can you please stop crying like this with this guy's face on your face? It's so disgusting to watch!"

Qian Renxue's spellcasting was interrupted by Qian Shui's words. She wiped away her tears and rolled her eyes. Her girlish behavior made Xue Qinghe feel a little charming, which instantly shocked Qian Shui.

"You're still so annoying~"

"Huh? I hate it! Do you want to look at yourself right now... A grown man acting so effeminate! Who can stand it!" Qian Shui's exaggerated expression, combined with his goatee, made him look like he was blowing his beard and glaring.

"Hmph, what makes you any better? You have a whole beard, you're hideous!"

"You don't understand! This old man is called the Magnificent Beard!" he said, stroking his beard.

"Alright, hurry up and cut it off, don't let me see it again, it's bad luck! If you dare to leave it again, don't blame me for taking action myself!" Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and shook her fist.

Qian Shui is great in every way, except for this one thing: she's out of her mind. She's clearly quite good-looking, but she likes weird hairstyles, like being bald or having a goatee.

Qian Shui was also reminded of unpleasant memories. The competition was about to start, and the choice between shaving and having a head full of bruises was too much for him. "Uh... no, no, I'll shave it, okay... but I can't shave here, can I? It looks too weird with a beard all over my head..."

Qian Renxue looked disgusted, but still didn't let Qian Shui shave his beard on the spot: "Alright, come with me to the Crown Prince's residence."

"Just like that? Aren't you afraid people will see us and misunderstand?"

"Of course not. Let's pretend to be drunk. It's more reasonable for the Crown Prince to bring a drunk friend back to his residence for the night."

"Makes sense!"

...

In short, the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire carried a drunkard back to his residence tonight. They must have been friends who had just met and hit it off. Not many people found it strange, since such things were common among nobles and even considered quite normal, which seemed out of place with their decadent lifestyle.

After preparing a guest room for Qian Shui, Qian Renxue sent Qian Shui off to take a bath, leaving her looking disheveled and un presentable.

"Wash, wash, wash, wash, oh~"

While Qian Shui was cleaning the guest room, Qian Renxue went to the room to touch up her makeup. Although her disguise soul skill made it impossible to tell anything, her face was actually covered in graffiti.

After washing up, Qian Shui lowered her head and used her soul power to control the heating airflow, drying her hair in front of a hairdryer, which could also be considered a form of soul power application.

"Is Xiao Shui ready? Why is your soul power fluctuating so violently? You even used a soul skill to take a bath?"

Qian Shui put on her pants and coat, opened the door and said, "It's nothing, I'm just using my soul power to dry my hair."

"Soul power can be used like this?" Qian Renxue walked in and closed the door behind her.

"You're allowed to use your soul power to emit light and start fires, but I can't blow-dry my hair?"

Qian Shui believes that pragmatism is the key to success.

"Hmph, you're not letting this go, are you? Anyway, I'm never lighting it up for you again!"

"No way, it's so useful, wouldn't you be wasting such a great talent?"

"Doing this would be a waste of my talent!"

"Alright, alright, you have fair skin, you're right..." 'Sure enough, you can't reason with a woman.'