Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

Once everything was ablaze, Qian Shui said loudly, "These two types of flames are not ordinary fires. To maintain their special properties, they require the support of soul power. Do you know why I was cutting down trees while charging up here?"

"To be honest, I don't usually like using soul skills. Using them so frequently has made me a bit tired. This kind of use of soul power is my normal routine. It's time to take a break!"

"Feng Jingyi's Great Law! A Chaotic Storm!"

In layman's terms, it means a blower.

Qian Shui knelt on one knee, pressing one hand to the ground, and a large amount of air surged from his body.

At that moment, he was in the middle of a large chimney formed by a large number of tree trunks, and this action instantly became a catalyst.

The wind fanned the flames, and a large amount of fire burst forth!

Chapter 99 The Rabbit's Self-Cultivation

The rabbit outside the circle was utterly astonished. Regardless of anything else, she was once a 100,000-year-old soul beast and had a basic understanding of the power of skills.

Originally, the level of the Thousand Water Soul Master meant that the attack power of his every move far exceeded that of a Soul Master of his level.

Despite his strength, the power of all his skills did not exceed a certain limit; at least, they were not at the level of high-age soul beasts or Soul Douluo.

But the destructive power generated by this almost all-night operation was incomparable to that of her two younger brothers, who were beast king-level 100,000-year-old soul beasts!

As Qian Shui left the center area and rushed towards her at high speed, a huge fire tornado pillar appeared behind him!

A strong gust of air surged wildly from behind the rabbit toward the center area. Her direction was directly in the headwind zone, so the flames would only burn in front of her!

At this moment, heaven and earth are in harmony, the sun is rising, foxfire belongs to yin, and sacred fire belongs to yang, so there was originally some restraint between them.

But now, the terrain, wind direction, and the attributes of heaven and earth are all working together to fuel the fire! Terrifying explosions and bursts occur alternately, yet they are firmly contained within the cleared areas created by logging, preventing them from spreading.

Qian Shui looked at the rabbit swinging on the tree, without turning back to look at the scene of violent catalytic combustion, and simply walked slowly towards the direction where the rabbit was hanging.

He was setting up the final bait.

Perhaps because it was a plant, there was no wailing; instead, rings of various colors—white, yellow, purple—constantly appeared.

The Blue Silver King went mad. His people had no chance of escape and could only die screaming in ways he could hear. He finally understood what Qian Shui had meant when he said that he was attacking while cutting down trees.

Release your soul power! Continuously release your soul power!

These soul energies will not dissipate immediately, but will attach to the plants and trees, waiting for a thousand waters to ignite them!

In this situation, the Blue Silver King lost his reason and, along with his physical body, finally burst out of the ground, his huge, fiery vines surging towards Qian Shui like waves.

"Human! You will pay the price for your actions!"

"Finally out?!" 'I really couldn't get out of this while I was holed up underground!'

A massive ball of soul power, carrying a tidal wave of enormous vines, surged toward Qian Shui, and he silently activated his primordial spirit.

A direct attack would be futile; no matter how weak the Blue Silver Grass was, Qian Shui couldn't possibly defeat it. But he didn't need to defeat it; he only needed to kill it!

If the primordial spirit directly attacks the soul, and there is no way to defend the soul or forcibly dodge under the strangulation of his multiple soul skills, then death is certain!

If the Blue Silver King continues to hide and refuses to come out, Qian Shui will really have no way to deal with the Blue Silver army.

After all, there is only one chance. Once it is used, if the 'First Encounter Kill' attack does not kill instantly, it will be noticed, and the opponent will not be stupid and will deliberately dodge it.

Even if his primordial spirit could pass through walls and burrow underground, he still wouldn't have an absolute guarantee of killing the enemy. Therefore, completely destroying this place was Qian Shui's only option given his current strength. He wasn't strong enough to take the head of a general amidst a vast army.

The rabbit faced the oncoming attack head-on, its fear reaching its limit. After all, that unknown soul beast was still a high-level, ten-thousand-year-old soul beast.

Although Qian Shui had caused such terrible destruction, Rabbit still didn't think he could confront or kill this plant-type soul beast head-on.

If Qian Shui dies, then I, who was with him, will also perish. The worst part is that I tried to escape but was hung up and swung on a swing. It's a dead end!

Just as she closed her eyes in despair, awaiting death, a huge energy surge shot out in the direction of Qian Shui and disappeared into the distance. After that, apart from the sound of flames burning in the distance, there was no further movement.

Driven by curiosity, she slowly opened her eyes and witnessed a scene she would never forget—

The sun had already peeked out from behind the mountain crevices, and what came into view was a huge fire tornado and Qian Shui, who was kneeling on the ground, leaning on a sword, panting heavily, and dressed in tattered blue clothes.

The strong wind behind Qian Shui blew, and the sound of her clothes fluttering was masked by the explosion. A huge black spirit ring surrounded Qian Shui and shone brightly.

The rabbit was stunned. She didn't know what had happened, but a sense of absurdity welled up inside her: 'Perhaps what he said before about not killing my Soul Hunter was the truth…'

There was no other reason; she simply realized something simple.

The man in front of me is so strong that it's hard to comprehend. If he's already like this in the Fourth Ring Road, what will he be like in the future?

Perhaps in the not-too-distant future, the entire Douluo Continent will be prostrate at his feet. She is just an ordinary transformed soul beast. Even if she has cultivated for 100,000 years, she may not have his ability and destructive power. So what are her soul rings and soul bones in his eyes?

It seems that, just as Qian Shui himself said, he was just a stupid rabbit who could be easily manipulated by him. He was really dispensable to him and only wanted to get answers to certain questions from him.

It's as if they exist like pets, their value not in the soul rings or soul bones they will drop after death.

Because he could have gotten something better! Stronger! More suitable! Instead of clinging to this soft-boned rabbit that is almost meaningless to him.

……

Ignoring the rabbit's inner turmoil, Qian Shui focused on the sky, circulating his soul power throughout his body, and rapidly recovered.

He was exhausted from all aspects tonight, and facing an 80,000-year spirit ring, he dared not be careless and had to maintain his best condition as much as possible.

Although he wasn't seriously injured, his soul power was indeed depleted.

First came the cutting of firebreaks, then the relentless fighting, and finally the release of soul power as a fuel. Even Qian Shui, who had been torturing himself in a perverse way for years, couldn't withstand it. With the final all-out attack, his spiritual power was completely depleted.

Fortunately, Qian Shui cultivates the three aspects of life, spirit, and soul; otherwise, a normal soul master would have had their soul power drained many times over.

By the time he had almost fully recovered his mana, the sun was high in the sky, and the rabbit was practically dried up.

Qianshui glanced at the swaying rabbit and said, "Let's wait a little longer."

"Woo!"

Having said that, he ignored the rabbit and finally guided the soul ring into his body.

Just as Qian Shui was preparing to face the impact, the spirit ring was absorbed successfully with ease.

'Was it a soul attack that killed him, instantly obliterating his soul? Holy crap, I'm doomed!'

He stood up as usual, dusted himself off, and immediately activated his newly acquired soul skill, "Fifth Soul Skill, Endless Life!"

"Wow, area treatment, even cheaper!" Qian Shui thought it was great, even the rabbits hanging in the tree benefited a lot.

Twisting her stiff waist, Qian Shui muttered to herself, "As long as it's not some random Overlord Spear, what difference does it make if I throw a physical object imbued with soul power? It's said to be the most suitable for my natal soul ring, and it can even disable one of my own soul skills. Awesome!"

He jumped up the tree and put down the dying rabbit, lest she really die and he only get a soul bone.

"Hey! You know what, you transformed soul beasts actually look quite pitiful~"

The rabbit was too exhausted to even complain. It just rolled its eyes at Qian Shui and plopped down on the ground.

Seeing her chapped lips, Qian Shui felt a little guilty. Although she was a 100,000-year-old rabbit, her body was still that of a child, which was truly heartbreaking.

"Here, drink slowly, eat slowly, be careful not to choke..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"Uh... six!"

I just wanted to remind her to be mindful of her physical limits, but I didn't expect the rabbit to actually choke.

Speechless, Qian Shui turned around and looked at the still smoldering masterpiece, emitting white smoke, from afar. Qian Shui couldn't help but sigh:

"Setting fire to a mountain is a death sentence! You would never dare to do that on Earth."

Chapter 100: Speculations on the Origin

After resting, the two prepared to set off, but just as Qianshui picked up the rope, the rabbit couldn't help but say, "Can you not tie me up? I promise I won't run away! I'll just walk with you..."

She was suspended for a whole night and morning, and she's almost developed post-traumatic stress disorder. Now she gets nervous whenever she sees a rope.

Qian Shui retorted irritably, "Hey grandma, what do you think you are? Are you being kidnapped?!"

Upon hearing this, the rabbit shrank back, almost resigned to her fate; she had only mentioned it casually.

"Let's go, why are you standing there?"

Qian Shui, who had taken the first step, surprised her.

'He's probably not a bad person,' Rabbit thought, looking at Qian Shui's tattered figure.

She quickly followed, and when she was half a step away from Qian Shui, she said, "My name is Xiao Wu, the 'Wu' in 'dancing'."

Qian Shui glanced at her. He had no idea what to do with a hostage after kidnapping, but the request wasn't unreasonable, so he agreed. As for what she was thinking, he couldn't read minds. She had just introduced herself, and he didn't mince words, only asking that she not use her real name.

Thinking of the fire he had set behind him, he was reminded of Xiao Huohuo, who played with fire, and immediately came up with a pseudonym: "My name is Ning Huohuo, the 'fire' in 'set fire'."

"How come you have time to do this? And you even told me your name?" Qian Shui was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, he hadn't had a moment's peace since they caught this guy.

To be fair, this thing looks like a person, a six-year-old girl, but it's nothing more than a beast with a human form that can communicate.

Looking back, the reason Qian Shui treated her so harshly was because she subconsciously didn't treat her as an equal.

For no apparent reason, Qian Shui thought of a question and asked, "Your name is Xiao Wu, so do you have a surname?"

Names are hardly a concern in modern Earth. Children can take their mother's or father's surname without much issue, and bizarre names like "King of Glory" are even common.

But this is quite unusual in the fantasy world. It's like how ancient people were particularly concerned about their surnames. In its simplest sense, it represents their clan, and in a deeper sense, it represents a person's origin, pointing directly to their original ancestors.

This is a very important thing for humankind, because, to put it bluntly, most people without surnames are as lowly as ants, rootless and adrift, products of the slave society era that could be sold as commodities.

In the distant past, such beings were not considered human beings.

This can be understood in the case of transformed soul beasts, but it is strangely discordant.

That's why Qian Shui, carrying questions from her past life, asked such a seemingly meaningless question.

"What is a surname?" Xiao Wu tilted her head, clearly not understanding its meaning.

"For example, my name is Ning Huohuo, so my surname is Ning and my given name is Huohuo."

"Xiao Wu is Xiao Wu!"

Upon hearing this answer, Qian Shui was reminded of this guy's usual behavior.

He eats without manners, sits without manners, and even walks with a hopping gait.

"I really don't know why you took human form. Do you even understand why people are called people?"

Humans are the most intelligent of all beings, and Qian Shui is absolutely proud of being human, because this is the ultimate result that natural evolution has brought to the world!