Douluo Continent: A hundred years pass in an instant, the fleeting scenery of the world is like morn

The two continued their journey until darkness completely enveloped them. Once they were certain no one was chasing them, Chen Jingheng slowed down and landed.

After regaining her footing, Qian Xingning patted her chest with lingering fear and let out a long breath.

"Phew~"

He smoothed his wind-blown hair and sighed, "Going home has been quite an ordeal. It seems the world is in turmoil."

Chen Jingheng stood beside Qian Xingning, his gaze falling on her profile, his brows slowly furrowing.

Something seems off...

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into his mind!

Yeah, the more I think about it, the more something seems off!

Lord Xingning burned two Soul Masters to ashes simply by releasing the aura of his Martial Soul.

That terrifying feeling would be unbearable even for a Soul King or Soul Emperor, let alone a Soul Sect Master.

Why did they run away in such a disheveled manner, like refugees?

Shouldn't others be afraid of them and run away?

Chen Jingheng's lips moved, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally voiced his doubts: "That's not right, Lord Xingning."

"Your strength is so terrifying; you wiped out two Soul Masters with just your aura."

Why are we running so fast?

Upon hearing this, Qian Xingning, who was tidying her clothes, twitched her lips and turned to look at Chen Jingheng helplessly.

"Xiao Jingheng".

"Do you think I would have stayed in the village for hundreds of years if I really had that ability?"

Chen Jingheng opened his mouth, then closed it again.

Seeing him like this, Qian Xingning sighed and turned to look at the night sky in the distance.

"I did indirectly kill those two evil soul masters, but that was the instinctive suppression of evil souls by the six-winged angel martial soul, not something I controlled."

"Just like fire burns wood, once they come together, they will inevitably burn."

Oh dear, this silly child, with that kind of brain, what will he do when he goes out and makes his way in the world?

Upon hearing Qian Xingning's explanation, Chen Jingheng's expression changed from confusion to realization, followed by a hint of shame.

He lowered his head and said softly, "I'm sorry, Lord Xingning, I was naive."

So it turns out Lord Xingning still doesn't have soul power; the situation just now was simply due to the suppression of his martial soul...

"It's a good thing that you were able to find out." Qian Xingning shook her head, not blaming him.

"Remember, whether you are fighting or traveling with someone, no matter when, even if you are far stronger than your opponent, you must always keep in mind the word 'caution'."

"For example, you have an opponent who you beat to the point of near death."

"So what should we do in this situation? The correct approach is to finish him off immediately, then clean up the battlefield and run away."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jingheng asked in confusion, "Lord Xingning, since you were able to defeat the opponent and have already won, why did you run away?"

Lord Xingning ran away because he didn't have the same fighting power, but since he was able to defeat his opponent, it means he did.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Chen Jingheng received a slap on the head.

"Ouch..."

Qian Xingning looked at him speechlessly: "What if the other side has a backup plan? What if they're like the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?"

"You just finished a fight, and your soul power hasn't recovered yet. What do you do when a fully healed enemy of similar strength appears?"

"Even if we take a step back and assume someone even stronger comes along, what then?"

"Remember this: wasting time only increases the chances of things going wrong."

Chen Jingheng was stunned.

Oh right, wasn't that pretty much the situation just now? The whole city must have been alarmed.

He stood there, mentally replaying Qian Xingning's words several times, before nodding solemnly.

"I understand, Lord Xingning."

Upon hearing this, Qian Xingning finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"let's go."

Fortunately, this child didn't get stuck on a rut, like those brainless protagonists in storybooks.

In a book he read recently, the protagonist was incredibly confident and arrogant, and then one crisis after another came his way.

Beat the young one, then wait for the old one; beat the old one, then wait for the even older one—it's like a nesting doll.

Unfortunately, the protagonist doesn't know how to hide and just waits for others to come, always putting himself on the verge of life and death.

However... it's strange, even though he's been in the village for so long, someone still sends him storybooks every month without fail.

Although I don't know who sent it, it's not bad to look at it when I have free time to relieve boredom.

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In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

Qian Xingning and the other person finally stood in front of the city gate of Tiandou City, the capital of the Tiandou Empire.

Yes, in the physical sense, "dusty and weary".

Qian Xingning's robes were covered in mud and grass stains, and the cuffs were frayed.

His hair was a mess, hanging loosely over his shoulders, and his face was covered in a layer of dust.

Chen Jingheng fared even worse.

The boy even had leaves stuck in his hair, and his face was streaked with black and gray, making him look like he had just crawled out of a coal mine.

These two people standing at the city gate looked just like beggars.

Even refugees might not be as good as them.

For this reason, the soldiers guarding the city gave them a second look.

However, although these two people were incredibly slovenly, their demeanor didn't suggest they were beggars, and one of them was even a Soul Master, so he waved them in.

Qian Xingning stood on the side of the street, looking up at a road sign that read "Martial Soul Temple" and letting out a long sigh.

God knows what they've been through this past month.

A month...

It would take about half a month to travel from that remote town to Tiandou City under normal circumstances.

But they were gone for more than a month.

It's not because they're slow, it's because they fight almost every two or three days. After fighting, they run away, only to be chased down again. Once they're caught, they fight again, and then they run away again.

This level of bad luck is like digging up someone's ancestral grave.

As if they had planned it all along, those evil soul masters huddled together and jumped out.

It's one thing to say that there are evil soul masters in the wilderness or remote counties.

The problem is, they still run into each other even in medium-sized cities, which is really...

At first, Chen Jingheng could handle it, but later, for some reason, more and more people joined and their strength increased.

They had to run around many times before they ended up in such a sorry state.

"Lord Xingning, where are we going next?" Chen Jingheng took the leaves off his head and asked with a bitter expression.

"At this rate, it'll be ages before we can get back to your house."

Upon hearing this, Qian Xingning waved her hand and walked in the direction indicated by the road sign.

"Don't worry, we came to Heaven Dou City to find someone to escort us to the Spirit Temple. After that, we won't be in any danger."

Chen Jingheng paused for a moment, then quickly followed.

He couldn't help but recall the day he set off, when he had vowed to protect Lord Xingning.

I thought that even if there were some setbacks along the way, it wouldn't be too difficult.

But after more than a month, he realized what setbacks really meant.