Dugu Bo

Everyone was stunned when Ye Feiyang greeted them like that.

Ning Rongrong pouted and teased with a smile, "Teacher, are you sure you know what you're saying?" She said early? She pointed to the sun in the sky—it was almost noon, how could it be early!

Ye Feiyang chuckled, completely unfazed, "Alright, are you all ready? If you are, let's set off now."

"Teacher, where are we going?" Xiao Wu hopped forward and grabbed Ye Feiyang's arm to ask.

"Falling Moon Forest. You should know where that is, right?" Ye Feiyang told the truth; he had never been to Falling Moon Forest before and was shamelessly directionally challenged. However, he knew that any coachman near Heaven Dou City would know the location of Falling Moon Forest.

Ning Rongrong chimed in with a giggle, "Teacher, it doesn't matter if we know, as long as the coachman does~"

Ye Feiyang scoffed and retorted, "Who told you we were taking a carriage? Were the movement techniques I taught you just for show? This is a perfect opportunity to practice your movement techniques and get familiar with using your Soul Skills..."

He turned to Shui Bing'er and asked, "Little Bing'er, I remember you have a Soul Skill called Hōyoku Tenshō that allows you to fly, right?"

"Yes, Teacher, I can indeed fly. Do you want to see my wings?" Shui Bing'er quickly nodded, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

"Seeing them is fine, but what I mainly wanted to say is that you'll be carrying me for the journey," Ye Feiyang revealed his true intention.

Shui Bing'er was stunned for a moment, and when she realized what he meant, her ears instantly turned red. "Really? Teacher... Do you want me to carry you, or... fly with you on my back?"

Ye Feiyang put on a look of utmost integrity. "Whichever is more comfortable for you, you can decide."

The other four girls' eyes widened—how did such a good thing fall to Shui Bing'er? Their eyes were filled with envy, and even a bit of jealousy.

Shui Bing'er secretly rejoiced; being close to her teacher was something she couldn't have wished for. But she was still a little worried and said softly, "Hehe~~ Teacher, if you want me to carry you, I might... only be able to last a little while." Her Soul Power was limited, and she couldn't fly long distances with someone.

Ye Feiyang waved his hand dismissively, "It's no big deal, I just want to experience the feeling of flying, I don't need to fly too far."

Zhu Zhuqing stood by, observing everything with a cold gaze. She had seen through it all—among these people, besides herself, the rest, every single one, would flirt whenever they got the chance, never hiding their true intentions.

She sneered inwardly: This is hilarious. Don't they know the principle of "not fighting is fighting"? They probably don't know that I've made the teacher carry me for an entire journey before, right? A bunch of weaklings, just you wait... When my thick skin is further cultivated, watch how I retaliate!

Just as the five girls were about to step out of the academy gates with excitement, following Ye Feiyang, he suddenly frowned, sensing an unusual aura.

A pressure belonging to a Titled Douluo was approaching Supreme Academy without any disguise, carrying a hint of hostility. He narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to the five girls behind him, "We have a guest, and they don't seem friendly. You girls go back inside and stay there."

Although his tone was calm, it carried an irrefutable aura. The girls exchanged glances, asked no further questions, and obediently retreated indoors.

The moment their figures disappeared into the doorway—

A figure, slender like a spear, with hair and beard all a dark green, arrived in the air and landed steadily on the academy's open ground. His eyes, as green as jade, were filled with coldness. The arrival was none other than the Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.

"Ye Feiyang?"

"Dugu Bo?"

They both spoke at almost the same time, and the moment their gazes met in the air, they had already confirmed each other's identities.

Dugu Bo landed gracefully and stood before Ye Feiyang. The powerful pressure of a Titled Douluo surged out like a tide, attempting to suppress the other party in terms of aura. But Ye Feiyang stood there as if nothing had happened, not even his brow twitching.

A Titled Douluo? I haven't beaten one before, Ye Feiyang thought to himself. It's perfect, I was planning to visit the Yin Yang Well anyway. I didn't expect the main character himself to show up. What a coincidence!

"Poison Douluo, welcome to my Supreme Academy. May I ask the reason for your visit?" Ye Feiyang spoke first, his tone devoid of much emotion.

Dugu Bo sized Ye Feiyang up and down, then snorted, "As soon as I returned to Heaven Dou City, someone invited me to 'give you some pointers.' You should know my intentions very well, right?"

Ye Feiyang smiled and readily admitted, "Oh, I know them all too well." He suddenly changed the subject and asked slowly, "By the way, your granddaughter, Dugu Yan... has she returned to Heaven Dou City?"

Dugu Bo was taken aback, completely unable to follow Ye Feiyang's train of thought. "I'm here to teach you a lesson, why are you bringing up my granddaughter?"

Ye Feiyang burst into laughter, his tone laced with provocation. "Poison Douluo, you might not have understood yet, but my Supreme Academy isn't a place anyone can just barge into. If you're here to give gifts, I welcome you with open arms; but if you're here to cause trouble... you might have to leave something behind, perhaps your granddaughter as an apology, how about it?"

Dugu Bo's face turned completely cold, and the killing intent in his eyes intensified. "Kid, you've got quite the nerve!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a small, emerald-green snake emerged from his collar, hissing and flicking its tongue at Ye Feiyang, exuding a dense aura of poison and palpable killing intent.

Ye Feiyang raised an eyebrow, glanced at the small snake, and said casually, "Nine-Section Emerald? I didn't expect to see such a top-quality Zhu Ye Qing here... Judging by its appearance, it should be very nourishing in a soup, right?"

The atmosphere in the scene instantly became tense. Dugu Bo already felt disrespected and had been suppressing his anger, and now Ye Feiyang was even eyeing his beloved poisonous snake? This was practically courting death!

Ye Feiyang continued to fan the flames, saying, "How about this, you give me this little snake as a gift, or send your granddaughter to be my disciple as an apology, and I'll let you leave, how about it?"

He was deliberately trying to push this old poisoner to his limit, to see if he could still hold back.

"You're seeking death!"

Dugu Bo was completely enraged. Nine pitch-black Soul Rings erupted behind him, and the pressure of a Titled Douluo swept across the entire academy, as if solidifying the surrounding air.

The five girls, hiding behind the door and peeking, couldn't help but hold their breath. Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er looked extremely nervous, muttering softly, "It's the Poison Douluo! Will Teacher be alright?"

Ning Rongrong, however, couldn't help but chuckle and say confidently, "You should worry about that old man instead. Let's see how he gets out of this."

At that very moment, Ye Feiyang's figure flickered, so fast it was ethereal, making it impossible for anyone to discern his movements. When everyone refocused, the Nine-Section Emerald was already in Ye Feiyang's hand, wriggling and struggling in his palm, but unable to break free.

"Old poisoner, I'll take this little snake for now." Ye Feiyang's voice held a hint of amusement. Eight Soul Rings slowly appeared behind him. Although he had one less Soul Ring than Dugu Bo, his aura was no less imposing.

Dugu Bo was completely stunned—he hadn't seen how Ye Feiyang made his move, and his pet snake had already been captured. He immediately started to panic, regretting his impulsive decision to provoke him.

Although he didn't understand musical instruments, he was quite adept at playing the "retreat drum." At this moment, only one thought ran through his mind: I shouldn't have come. Even if I had to come, wouldn't it have been fine to greet him politely? Why did I have to put on such a high-and-mighty attitude?

Alas, it was too late for regrets. If he hadn't owed someone a favor, he wouldn't have come to cause trouble for Ye Feiyang—he had heard about Ye Feiyang's past victories.

"Release my Nine-Section Emerald! Otherwise, I'll turn your Supreme Academy into a toxic wasteland, devoid of all life!" Dugu Bo shouted, his voice laced with bravado, trying to threaten Ye Feiyang into releasing his snake.

Ye Feiyang, however, laughed even harder. "Old stubborn, do you think if I really wanted to kill you, I'd wait for you to spout threats here? I could have just dragged you to the wilderness to do it, do you think I'm an idiot?"

"You, what exactly do you want?" Dugu Bo's face turned from green to white, but his heart inexplicably relaxed—it seemed Ye Feiyang didn't intend to kill him.

Ye Feiyang indeed had no intention of killing Dugu Bo. This old poison master was, after all, known as an "angel investor" in the Soul Master world; keeping him as a tool was quite suitable. Although he hadn't met Dugu Yan yet, it didn't stop him from offering a favor in advance.

"This little snake, I can return it to you," Ye Feiyang dangled the Nine-Section Emerald in his hand and continued, "I can also help your granddaughter resolve the pain from her poison cultivation backlash. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo froze on the spot, wondering if he had misheard, "What did you say? You can solve my granddaughter's problem? Then what do you want?"

"I want your medicinal garden in the Falling Moon Forest. Do you accept this condition?" Ye Feiyang directly stated his demand.

Dugu Bo was filled with doubt: How did Ye Feiyang know about his granddaughter's condition? And that medicinal garden, it was his secret, how could Ye Feiyang know about it!

Seeing Dugu Bo's look of disbelief, Ye Feiyang spoke unhurriedly, listing Dugu Bo's symptoms one by one: "You've been suffering from the backlash of your own poison for years, and the potent toxin has long invaded your internal organs. Just looking at your symptoms tells it all—a sallow complexion, bluish-gray lips, and occasional coughing up of pale green mucus. Your meridians occasionally feel a stinging pain, your bones ache unbearably, and you're prone to mental irritability and emotional instability... Am I right?"

With every sentence he spoke, Dugu Bo's shock deepened. By the time Ye Feiyang finished, Dugu Bo was completely frozen—Ye Feiyang was so accurate! He had never mentioned these symptoms to anyone, so how could Ye Feiyang know them so clearly?

Since Ye Feiyang even knew about his hidden ailments, perhaps he could really cure Yan Yan? At this moment, Dugu Bo suddenly felt the young man before him appear exceptionally tall. He was no longer an enemy, but a savior!

He secretly cursed himself: What was I thinking, coming to provoke Ye Feiyang? What does face matter? I've always acted according to my mood... I should have just asked Ye Feiyang directly if he could cure Yan Yan's illness!

"You, is what you're saying true? Can you really solve my granddaughter's problem?" Dugu Bo's voice carried a hint of urgency, mixed with disbelief.

Ye Feiyang nodded calmly. Even if he had to go back a thousand steps, he could still copy Tang San's method to resolve Dugu Yan's poison cultivation backlash. Moreover, he had the system; as long as he found a suitable cultivation technique, he could easily handle it without such trouble.

He had to admit, people in this world had almost no "self-created cultivation technique" skill tree; their cultivation relied entirely on inheritance and Soul Skill. If this were the cultivation world, they would have been crushed into dust long ago.

"Why would I lie to you? Do you think I have nothing better to do than joke with you?" Ye Feiyang rolled his eyes and continued, "Furthermore, if you hand your granddaughter over to me, you might even have to kowtow and thank me in the future!"

He dangled the Nine-Section Emerald in his hand, smiling mischievously, "How about it? Take me to your medicinal garden in the Falling Moon Forest, and I'll completely resolve the problem of your granddaughter's poison cultivation backlash. If you dare to say the word 'no,' I'll stew this little snake right now and drink its soup."

Dugu Bo completely missed the latter half of Ye Feiyang's threat. The moment he heard Ye Feiyang was willing to help his granddaughter, he was so excited he almost jumped up—it was just a medicinal garden, such a sure win, only a fool would refuse!

He ignored Ye Feiyang's threat and was about to agree when someone suddenly rushed in from outside the courtyard—it was Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe arrived with a face full of worry, clearly concerned that Ye Feiyang might be in trouble. But upon entering the courtyard and seeing the subtle atmosphere between Ye Feiyang and Dugu Bo, she felt as if her presence didn't matter either way. It seemed she had been worrying for nothing!

She had always felt that Ye Feiyang was omnipotent, and a mere Poison Douluo was no match for him. Xue Qinghe suppressed the jumbled emotions in her heart and walked forward slowly.

Ye Feiyang spoke first, his tone carrying a hint of distance, "Why has His Highness the Crown Prince graced my Supreme Academy with his presence?"

When Xue Qinghe heard Ye Feiyang deliberately emphasize "Crown Prince," her chest felt tight, as if she had breast nodules and hyperplasia, making her uncomfortable. This scoundrel! Did he have to hold such a grudge? She had only been a little jealous and said a few sarcastic things to him, was it necessary for him to still wear a cold face?

She was also a proud person, so she simply ignored Ye Feiyang's coldness and turned to Dugu Bo, her tone questioning, "Poison Douluo, what brings you here?"

Seeing Xue Qinghe's demeanor, Dugu Bo muttered inwardly: These two must have an unusual relationship, right? Looking at Xue Qinghe, she's clearly here to support Ye Feiyang!

If it were in the past, he might not have given Xue Qinghe any face, but now... he was still bleeding and in so much pain he could barely stand, where would he find the nerve to be tough?

"This old man was here to spar with Dean Ye in Soul Skills, but I didn't expect to be outmatched. I was just about to send my granddaughter to learn from Dean Ye!" Dugu Bo quickly changed his tune, lowering his stance considerably.

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe became even more displeased. Sending his granddaughter? If she remembered correctly, Dugu Yan was already nineteen years old, an age where marriage was not out of the question. What was Dugu Bo trying to do? Was he sending a disciple to Ye Feiyang, or a wife?

So angry, really so angry! Xue Qinghe suppressed her anger and said coldly, "I see, it seems you have already reached an agreement." She wasn't usually like this; it was just that Dugu Bo's words had bothered her too much.

"Poison Douluo, won't you treat your injuries first? If you keep bleeding like this, I'm afraid it might become serious," Xue Qinghe deliberately reminded him.

It was better if she hadn't mentioned it. The reminder made Dugu Bo feel dizzy and his legs weak. The wounds on his body seemed to hurt even more. "Uh, Dean Ye, I agree to your conditions. Please take good care of my granddaughter..." He felt like he couldn't hold on any longer. If he bled any more, he might really meet his great-grandmother.

Ye Feiyang shook his head, raised his hand, and released a soft green light that enveloped Dugu Bo: "Third Soul Skill: Spirit Source Revival."

The wounds on Dugu Bo's body healed at a visible speed, and the pain gradually disappeared. He stood there stunned, his face filled with shame: "Dean Ye repays grievances with kindness, this old man is truly... ashamed beyond words."

He sincerely explained, "To be honest, I came today because I owed someone a favor and couldn't refuse. I've heard a lot about Dean Ye's deeds, and I didn't want to cause trouble for myself. As for the medicinal garden, I'll give it to you! This Nine-Section Emerald... if Dean Ye really wants to eat it, perhaps I can find you another one?"

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feiyang threw the Nine-Section Emerald back into his arms. The little snake was so scared it immediately slithered back into Dugu Bo's sleeve, not daring to show its head again.

"The snake is yours. Since you've agreed, please trouble yourself to take us to the Falling Moon Forest now," Ye Feiyang said, then thoughtfully asked, "By the way, looking at you, do you need to rest for a day before we depart?"

Dugu Bo quickly shook his head, afraid Ye Feiyang would go back on his word: "No need! We can leave now!" Although Ye Feiyang hadn't yet fulfilled his promise to cure his granddaughter, he inexplicably trusted Ye Feiyang. After all, he himself was helpless regarding his granddaughter's illness, and Ye Feiyang was his last hope.

Seriously, if what Ye Feiyang said is true, I have no reason to refuse!

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