Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

Amplification-type soul skills will only strengthen Tang Sect's ultimate techniques, making it a perfect cultivation path for him!

"Teacher, I think you're right! Even if there are no offensive soul skills, there are still fists! There are still feet! There are still weapons! As long as I can launch an attack, I have fighting power!"

"Very good! It seems you really understand!"

Flander was helpless, but he also trusted Yu Xiaogang quite a bit, after all, he was 'invincible in theory'...

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Qian Shui had no idea about this, otherwise he would have definitely complained, "Did the appearance of 'Das Kapital' actually prolong the life of capital?"

As the saying goes, not only do you watch it, but capitalists do too. After watching it, they'll learn the Dragon-Slaying Technique in reverse, which makes perfect sense!

It's not entirely unreasonable for the ideas I bring to be imitated.

Recently, he has sped up his progress and even started practicing martial arts, mastering some techniques like hitting a cow from across a mountain, so that he would have something to brag about in front of Qian Renxue.

"No matter what, who would believe that! Women's words are deceitful! You think I'd believe you just because you say no? I'm outta here!"

Bibi Dong verbally gave him and Qian Renxue free rein, but even if it was true, Qian Shui was still uneasy.

Bibi Dong's attitude towards herself is not important; what is important is her attitude towards Qian Renxue!

"This makes Xiaoxue seem like a bride who's been married into the family!"

With a single palm strike shattering the heart of the last fallen one, Qian Shui also ended his eighty-eighth Hell Slaughter Arena.

"All done, let's call it a day!"

He has been feeling good lately, and the sensation of his soul power flowing through his meridians is becoming increasingly viscous, which means he is getting closer and closer to the next realm.

"Golden Core~ I guess your soul power level is almost 70, and I haven't even broken through to Soul Emperor yet... Martial Soul cultivation is really a trap, but the Martial Soul True Body is still worth looking forward to!"

The true form of the primordial spirit?!

To reach the Nascent Soul stage with the strength of a Golden Core cultivator in a short time?

After Foundation Establishment comes Core Formation, which is the beginning of the Golden Core Path. Only when you reach this stage can you be considered to have truly entered the world of cultivation.

Muttering to himself, he walked out of the Hell Slaughter Arena while thinking. He hadn't been slacking off lately; he had chopped up almost all the high-level Soul Masters in the Slaughter City, so they posed no threat at all.

"Should we try getting a soul core? It feels similar to Core Formation, and it's said that only Title Douluo can solidify their soul power, so this level seems to correspond to that..."

Qian Shui's cultivation level is still far from the Nascent Soul stage, with the Golden Core stage and the Nascent Soul stage in between.

"According to the description, ordinary titled Douluo in Douluo Continent roughly correspond to the Golden Core stage, with a solidified soul core. Level 95 and above is the Nascent Soul stage, and level 99 should be the early stage of the Divine Transformation stage."

However, my advantage is that I cultivate orthodox immortality, without needing to cultivate a separate martial soul to match. I can cultivate to whatever extent I want, and besides, dual cultivation also gives me the ability to transcend realms... oh wait, no!

Qian Shui suddenly looked southwest, where the Star Dou Great Forest was located. "Oh no! That little girl didn't spread the cultivation technique, did she?! I completely forgot about it!"

In the midst of her collapse, Qian Shui also left some inheritance to Ji Sao's child, including the method and insights of circulating qi.

'At the time, I thought it didn't matter, so what if it got spread? Just don't let me get caught up in the mess!' Well, look what happened!

Under normal circumstances, Qian Shui would still be rational; being a know-it-all is definitely not a good habit. If he teaches well, that's fine, but if not, the price will be high.

Can people without a blue planet cultivate immortality techniques like him, with multiple comparisons? Or can they do so without any scruples?

After all, the child hasn't awakened his martial spirit yet. If he cultivates ahead of time and circulates his energy through his meridians, will he also awaken his 'primordial spirit' martial spirit?

Or perhaps they really did awaken twin martial souls like me, and then what?

Qian Shui knows the characteristics of the primordial spirit all too well. The primordial spirit's attack is a direct attack on the soul, ignoring defense. If hit well, it can empty the health bar and kill in one hit.

The reckless use of force could very well lead to massive bloodshed. Did he ultimately benefit the young girl or harm her?

Chapter 120 The Road to Hell Opens

In the year 2638 of the Douluo Calendar, Qian Shui had been bogged down in the City of Slaughter for nearly two years.

Especially in the last match, because his record was so outrageous that no one had participated in the game for nearly half a year, everyone knew that as long as he won one more game, they could get rid of this plague god.

But nobody comes to their death!

What's past is past, but we can still work hard today; the future is uncertain.

Standing on the 100th hellish killing field, Qian Shui gently shook her head. This final match had finally arrived.

"Let's fight quickly!"

"Hmph! Demon Singer! You're strong! But don't think you can get 100 victories so easily!"

The nine people on the other side were all formidable opponents; each of them was above the Soul Saint level. It was unclear why they had been gathered together to block Qian Shui.

"Victory? Killing more people is considered a victory, then so be it..."

To subdue the enemy without fighting is the highest form of victory; to conquer cities and seize territory, killing people to bolster one's prestige, is the lowest form of victory.

Qian Shui understands military strategy. Perhaps this is the inherent arrogance of the Chinese people. They don't just want to win people over; they always want to persuade others and win their hearts in order to achieve complete victory.

"But I can't do it! At least not here! So... let's end this boring journey here!"

An aura of power surged, and an incomparably violent killing intent swept across the entire killing field.

"Demon Singer!" "Victory is certain!" "Victory is certain!!"

"Grass! It's a plant!"

Qian Shui doesn't sing often anymore, but she still got a nickname, with "Devil" added to it.

"Anyone who doesn't want to die, get out of the killing field!"

Qian Shui shouted sternly. This was his last act of mercy. The opening of the Hell Road would sacrifice them all. Not going would mean waiting to die.

"Brothers, come together!"

"Would it be effective if we all attacked together?"

The primordial spirit emerged from the body, and the blood-red killing intent stained by slaughter seemed to permeate the slightly transparent primordial spirit.

This time, Qian Shui stopped testing, verifying, and holding back. His primordial spirit enveloped his entire body and attached itself to Wen Xin, unleashing the Dark Gold Terror Claw!

There were no screams, because there wasn't enough time!

Soul attacks that ignore defense; physical attacks with extraordinary armor penetration; unparalleled speed advantage.

Each time it was swung, a person was decapitated, until the ninth time!

"Instant kill..."

The audience outside the stadium was completely stunned; they hadn't even seen what had happened.

In short, after many years, the Road to Hell is about to open again!

Qian Shui felt no joy, only urgency and a chilling killing intent. His cultivation would not stop growing due to level limitations; it would only become stronger.

The cultivation method is originally meant to be moderate and peaceful. If one follows the proper steps, that's fine. But if one goes astray, the consequences are obvious.

At this moment, he himself felt an increasingly uncontrollable urge to kill, and he increasingly enjoyed the rapid absorption of soul power brought by the soul power feedback from the City of Slaughter. This ease and pleasure was too tempting to resist.

"Once people get used to simplicity, they won't do anything more complicated. If power isn't hard-won, how can we respect it?"

Buddha is the Tao, demon is the Tao, and monster is also the Tao!

Regardless of the type of spiritual practice, it is essentially all about reaching an ultimate destination. Since the path itself is irrelevant, why is there a distinction between Buddha and demon? Does whoever has the bigger fist have the right to define things?

This is a matter of scale!

What you gain through your own hard work is always yours. Acquiring strength quickly from the outside is ultimately unwise, as it still requires time to digest. It may seem faster, but how long is that digestion? What about other potential problems? Is this really the obvious and correct approach?

Qian Shui's skepticism was a constant throughout, a habit he couldn't shake no matter where he was. How many pitfalls could he avoid by getting to the bottom of things? These were lessons learned from past lives, etched in blood and tears.

If this were the Investiture of the Gods, Qian Shui would definitely choose to confine himself to his cave and quietly recite the Yellow Court Classic at this moment. Such impulsive and irrational behavior would be a sign of being tainted by calamity!

"Congratulations, young demon singer." A deep, sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.

The killing intent released by Qian Shui was reversed the moment the sound rang out, and was forced back into his body, causing Qian Shui's face to turn pale instantly.

Before even seeing the newcomer, Qian Shui could already sense the explosive energy emanating from his body! 'Such oppressive feeling… Tang Chen?'

The atmosphere in the hellish killing arena instantly reached its peak, as a blood-red figure was descending from the sky. "King of Slaughter! King of Slaughter! King of Slaughter!" The shouts made the Fallen Ones hoarse, but they showed no sign of stopping.

Qian Shui felt a chill run down his spine and looked toward the scarlet figure in mid-air.

'This is the Nine-Headed Bat King?!?'

With Qian Shui's current cultivation level, he could already feel the extreme mismatch between his body and soul, and Ke Tang Chen's invincible figure still made him extremely vigilant.

Now, he can only use the "First Encounter Kill" to kill the Nine-Headed Bat King by risking mutual destruction, and who dares to say that it is not secretly watching?

He probably already knew everything about Qian Shui's two techniques! Even when facing She Long's Bloodthirst, Qian Shui didn't feel such pressure.

However, those who were above him in the world were already Super Douluo, and he no longer took Qian Renxue, who had been strengthened, seriously. Such arrogance brought him a wake-up call from the King of Slaughter, which made him somewhat timid.

"I am delighted to witness the birth of a killing arena champion today. The kind of victory that has not been seen for decades has been displayed in this young man."

They make you tremble with their overwhelming strength and terrifying killing intent, don't they, my people?

"Yes—, yes—, yes—"

The King of Slaughter seems to possess a unique charisma that inspires a near-mad worship in all the fallen ones who come into contact with him.

Qian Shui could smell a faint, sweet, and slightly intoxicating scent emanating from him. Unfortunately, this had an effect on him, but he consciously suppressed it.

Often, willpower is a very simple thing, like ignoring fatigue and only needing the word 'interest'.

To suppress this aura, one only needs to abhor the smell of blood, just as Qian Shui has never drunk human blood.

(It tastes awful! No sugar added! It would be so much better as a duck blood and vermicelli soup! Drinking it straight is just terrible! — Qian Shui Douluo)

The King of Slaughter lowered his head and looked at Qian Shui, "Demon Singer."

Yum! Very good.

To recognize your achievements, I have decided to exceptionally bestow upon you the title of God of Slaughter! From this day forward, you may freely enter and leave the City of Slaughter. Furthermore, you will be appointed as a guest retainer of the City of Slaughter, subordinate to me.

Hearing the familiar-sounding description, Qian Shui's吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or witty remarks) spirit was almost bursting out.

"No need, I don't like going against the rules."

(It's fake~ I love it, but I won't do it if there's no benefit!)

You need to pay more! —Qianshui Douluo

The King of Slaughter's eyes narrowed, and a strong red light burst forth from them.