Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

"It doesn't matter. You're too stupid. If you run away, we'll just catch you again. But you should think carefully about the consequences of running away."

Xiao Wu looked embarrassed. Being called stupid to her face all the time and having no reason to refute it was the hardest thing. But after being told that so many times, she got thick-skinned.

"Forget it, this place is fine."

"Just be calm, I'm really afraid you'll kill yourself with stupidity! What are you trying to condense for your first soul skill? Waist Bow?"

Close-quarters combat moves are locked into soul skills! You're really something else! What a waste of a soul skill slot!

During this period, Qian Shui studied the rabbit carefully, especially when it was condensing the first ring, he participated in the observation from all aspects.

After all, self-condensation of the ring involves the fundamental rules of the world and the cultivation method of martial souls, so how could one not look at it?

However, because he was so focused on condensing the power, he forgot what the rabbit's soul skill was and didn't mention it. As a result, exactly as in the original timeline, the 'waist bow' was condensed into a soul skill.

"You can cast it without relying on skills, so why do you have to turn it into a soul skill?"

"What can we do? We Soft Bone Rabbits only have so many innate skills, and we can only use a few to condense spirit rings. There's nothing I can do!"

Xiao Wu herself couldn't really make the decision on this matter. She quite agreed with Qian Shui's point of view, because soul beasts were just like him, cultivating and relying solely on their soul power and their own abilities to attack or defend.

Moreover, this involves the issue of the laws of condensation, and no matter how much Qian Shui pressed her for an explanation, she couldn't describe it in refined language; she could only say, "It just won't work."

As a result, he was again scolded for being stupid.

"Alright, alright, you should focus on your cultivation and stay calm. Maybe when you come back you'll find something good that will benefit you for life~"

Qian Shui was referring to the immortal herb, but that was something that couldn't be said.

But Xiao Wu's curiosity was piqued. "Huo Huo~ just tell me~ reveal a little bit! Just a little bit!"

"Don't even think about it, just run. You'll get nothing if you run." Qian Shui pushed away Xiao Wu's head that was leaning towards him and set off.

"What! I haven't even run away yet, and he's already run away! This little brat is such a show-off!" Many times, she didn't even want to pretend anymore. Fang Zheng had already given himself away. If she didn't pretend, she could at least have an advantage in terms of age and wouldn't be ridiculed as completely worthless.

Qian Shui exclaimed, "Having lived for 100,000 years, my skin is thick!"

Qian Shui had already researched whether the rabbit would run away or not. In any case, he could only study her soul skills at most. As for how his own soul beast cultivated, it didn't matter if it ran away, since he didn't need it anyway.

I can just capture her again whenever I feel like using her; she'll definitely come into contact with humans anyway.

However, this doesn't mean there are no safety measures. A parasitic soul imprint was planted when she was captured. This imprint has a location function and operates based on the rabbit's own soul power, so it won't fail.

The biggest uncertainty is whether the rabbit will be caught by someone else. Qian Shui also hinted at this, saying that accounts are banned everywhere and that running around will really kill it. Putting aside everything else, it really didn't run away after being free-range for several months.

Therefore, Qian Shui felt relieved and set off.

"Would you like to take a look?"

Gazing at the distant Heavenly Dou City Wall, Qian Shui hesitated whether to go and check on Qian Renxue. After all, with the ability to disguise herself, as long as they didn't fight or expose their martial soul rings, there would be no problem. He wasn't so concerned about that now.

After thinking it over, he decided to go take a look. After all, the trip to the Yin-Yang Well was not without danger. If he were to die in the hot pot, this might be the last time he saw him.

Having figured this out, he found a secluded spot and began his cultivation, quietly awaiting the arrival of night.

Chapter 103 The Singer

"That's all for the first phase of the project, Qinghe. Is there anything else you'd like to add?"

Since the failed assassination attempt, the entire Tiandou region has been in a slump, except for Ning Fengzhi's disciple.

Xue Qinghe proposed a plan that shocked the world. If it is realized as expected, it will not only integrate the Tiandou Empire, but also possess war potential that is currently unimaginable.

Ning Fengzhi would never have agreed to the plan, as this was something the major sects had been doing all along, since only a divided Heaven Dou Empire was in the interest of these independent kingdoms.

But things are different now. The covert assassination attempt has been brought into the open, and he has been caught in a bind by the Spirit Hall, unable to move.

The Haotian Sect has declined, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is conservative and unreliable. His only option is to closely align himself with the Heavenly Dou Royal Family.

Just as he was fretting about having to share a portion of his business's profits with the Spirit Hall, Xue Qinghe dropped a bombshell.

"Teacher, the progress is encouraging so far. You have put in a lot of effort and set a good example. I don't have to worry about finding someone to take over the construction of the granary later."

At this point, Qian Renxue couldn't help but admire Qian Shui.

"Warfare is all about logistics, and the biggest concern is an overly long supply line. This is not insurmountable. If the whole country can be unified, a simple way is to set up granaries at various key points and ensure that food supplies are in place before the war begins."

However, this only applies to home-field operations and situations requiring large-scale mobilization. A well-developed logistical system can mature continuously in such processes, essentially serving as training grounds.

The only thing Qian Shui could think of was the Qin Empire's granary system when the First Emperor unified the world, which can be described as establishing logistics on the front line of war.

He also wanted to achieve modern logistics, but reality did not allow it. The Douluo Continent did not even have the system of Earth two thousand years ago, and there was not even a basic food storage system. Everything was put in one place, just like Mingdu ten thousand years later. It would be a miracle if it was not bombed.

"Qinghe, don't be too fixated on it. Whether this matter succeeds or fails, your teacher will be here for you."

She understood Ning Fengzhi's meaning, but she didn't want to be so tired; reality wouldn't allow it. However, she also realized that every cloud has a silver lining; his current state was good, reaching the point Qian Shui had described as 'a person needs to have weaknesses.'

"Your weakness means you need help. Humans are emotional beings; compassion and offering assistance are natural. If you're always invincible, why would anyone help you?"

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue still gave Ning Fengzhi a brief reply: "Thank you for your concern, teacher, but this matter is of great significance, and Qinghe has to be extremely cautious."

"Sigh, you child, you're just too serious. Take a rest. Rongrong misses you a lot and keeps asking to see his Brother Xue."

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly. Xue Qinghe had originally seemed relatively mediocre, and it was precisely because of this mediocrity that he had chosen him. But after that incident, Xue Qinghe was like a taut bowstring, never letting up. Only then did Ning Fengzhi truly see the true nature of the bowstring.

The more he looked at Xue Qinghe, the more he liked her. With the added weight of his beloved daughter, Ning Fengzhi's support for Xue Qinghe reached its peak. 'If things were to go any further…'

"Teacher, you know I don't have much time..."

Qian Renxue naturally guessed Ning Fengzhi's thoughts. She did indeed like Ning Rongrong, and she had a good impression of the girl version of Qian Shui.

But precisely because of this, she doesn't care about others, even if they're used or exploited. But if Ning Rongrong were to live up to Ning Fengzhi's wishes, it would ruin her life, and she can't bring herself to do it.

……

As night fell, Qian Renxue dragged her exhausted body back to her bedroom, feeling completely numb.

"Why did you let that kid in?"

She Long usually followed Qian Renxue around, while Ci Xue stayed at the Crown Prince's residence.

As soon as Serpent Spear Douluo returned, he noticed a familiar, subtle aura.

"Why do you care so much? Just leave it to Miss."

While the two outside were communicating in encrypted form, Qian Renxue removed her disguise and prepared to take a bath, which was one of the few times she could rest each day.

But just as she was about to take off her clothes, a cough interrupted her.

"Cough cough!"

"who!"

With the Angelic Martial Soul infused, the Angelic Sword appeared in Qian Renxue's hand, brimming with killing intent, and attacked directly at the coughing sound.

"I surrender! I surrender!"

The newcomer was Qian Shui. The two were in a rather ambiguous position. Qian Shui raised his hands in surrender. The Angel's Sword narrowly passed through his neck, while Qian Renxue was right next to him.

Seeing Qian Shui's terrified expression, Qian Renxue was speechless with emotion.

That attack might have been too much for someone else to handle, but Qian Shui dodged it effortlessly and was still fooling around with her.

"Why are you here?" Qian Renxue sheathed her sword, knowing full well how fast and stealthy Qian Shui was. "When did you arrive?"

"What? I've been here before you came in, didn't you notice?"

"what?"

At this moment, Qian Renxue's hair was disheveled, her face was sallow, she was barefoot, and her clothes were hanging loosely on her body.

Without the slightest hesitation, she kicked Qian Shui out of the room.

All the actions were completed in a flash, leaving Qian Shui outside the room, scratching her backside in utter bewilderment.

'Aaaaah! They saw everything!'

Qian Renxue patted her face, looking extremely excited.

Qian Shui, who was outside, was completely bewildered. He instinctively wanted to ask what was going on. He activated his senses and located the two titled individuals. At the same time, he also heard the sound of rushing water coming from inside the room.

"You're quite something, kid. You managed to detect us at your level."

"You didn't deliberately hide it, did you, senior?"

The two, caught slacking off, were somewhat embarrassed.

What happened to her just now?

She Long looked at the bloodstains, shrugged, and indicated that he didn't know.

Qian Shui focused her mental energy on the room again, but suddenly looked at the two titled figures with an unfriendly expression.

"Those two old geezers wouldn't be peeping at young girls taking a bath, would they?!"

Ci Xue seemed to understand his meaning and used his mental power to say to him, "You can try to see if you can use your mental power."

After hearing this, Qian Shui struggled with his thoughts, but his body reacted quickly, and with a blush on his face, he went to investigate.

As expected, Qian Shui immediately showed a disappointed expression after the bloodletting.

"The young lady's head spirit bone... no chance."

"Cough cough!"

Qian Shui straightened his body, which proved that there was absolutely no problem with his upright and virtuous character.

But in his heart he was thinking: 'I can see it if my spirit travels through, but I don't want to! Yes! I just don't want to!'

Before long, while Qian Shui was still struggling with her thoughts, Qian Renxue's voice came over.

"come in."

Pushing open the door, one is greeted by Qian Renxue wearing pajamas, drying her still-damp golden hair with a towel.

"Hey, sit down, let me blow-dry your hair."

Qian Shui was really straightforward; her first reaction was that there was no hair dryer, so she called on Qian Renxue to come up with a mix of magic and technology.

Qian Renxue didn't act coy; they were both used to this kind of thing.

Stroking the girl's golden hair, he gathered his soul power in his palm and blew out gusts of warm wind, evaporating the moisture.

"What brings you here?" Qian Renxue asked habitually, but her face also held a hint of teasing.

"Our great celebrity, the singer Qian Shui!"