You've Gone Bald, and Stronger Too!

After the farce had passed.

Ning Rongrong did not come looking for Yu Xiaowei for several days in a row, and he finally got some rare peace and quiet.

Although most of his time in the Star Luo Empire had been spent traveling, those few hard-won combat experiences had still given him the faint feeling that his Soul Power was about to advance.

According to his plan, once his Soul Power reached level thirty-nine, he would eat those two Ice and Fire Herbs. He would definitely reach level forty, and his body would grow even stronger.

However, plans never kept up with change. Just as he was preparing to head to the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena for spirit battles, a young man dressed in noble attire arrived at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and specifically requested to see him.

"A noble? A noble's son wants to see me?"

Yu Xiaowei was rather surprised upon hearing the servant's report.

He had always despised noble youths who bullied commoners. Ever since childhood, countless noble brats had been beaten up by him.

Even Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin were often given a beating because of this.

Thus, whenever those noble youths saw him, they treated him like a plague god and wished they could hide eight hundred meters away.

Why would someone come specifically to find him today?

When Yu Xiaowei arrived at the reception hall, he saw a somewhat familiar young man in white sitting upright in a chair, waiting for him.

Unlike other nobles, who wished they could dress themselves as flamboyantly as possible.

This young man's clothes were exceptionally simple. If not for the fact that their cut was still that of noble attire, no one would have recognized him as a noble's son.

The moment he saw Yu Xiaowei enter, the young man immediately stood and gave him a slight bow.

"Hello, Brother Yu."

Yu Xiaowei returned the bow and asked in confusion, "Hello. May I ask who you are? What do you need from me?"

"My name is Xue Qinghe. Today, I came specifically to apologize on behalf of my disappointing younger brother, Xue Beng."

"Oh."

Yu Xiaowei finally understood why the man had seemed familiar. Of course—he did resemble Xue Beng somewhat.

But he knew that the current Xue Qinghe was not the real Xue Qinghe.

He was actually Qian Renxue of Spirit Hall.

What did she want with him? Was she really here just to apologize for Xue Beng? Only an idiot would believe that!

After sneering inwardly, Yu Xiaowei said politely.

"So it is His Highness the Crown Prince. Forgive my disrespect."

"I have received your apology. If there is nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

Qian Renxue's smiling expression froze as she stared at Yu Xiaowei in astonishment.

In all her life, no one had ever dared speak to her like that!

Once she recovered herself, Qian Renxue put on an approachable expression and said.

"Well, Brother Yu, there's no need to keep calling me Crown Prince this, Crown Prince that."

"I'm a few years older than you. If you do not mind, call me Brother Xue. I'll call you Xiaowei directly. How does that sound?"

"No, thanks. Your royal family is far beyond my station. I have things to do, so I won't waste time chatting here with you. Farewell."

Yu Xiaowei rejected her without the slightest mercy and walked straight out.

What a joke. If he had not known Qian Renxue's identity, it would have been one thing.

Claiming she had come to apologize for Xue Beng.

It was all an excuse. Who knew what scheme she was plotting?

Qian Renxue, left where she stood, had an expression that shifted uncertainly.

Before coming here, she had already learned that Yu Xiaowei held deep hostility toward noble youths. But she had never imagined that this guy would not even give the Crown Prince any face.

A few days ago, she had received intelligence from Spirit Hall saying that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had produced a genius comparable to Tang Hao, perhaps even capable of surpassing him.

Curious, she had come to test him out. She had never expected to be turned away at the door.

Within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, she could not cause a scene, so she could only leave helplessly.

Sunset Forest, Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Dugu Bo was staring at his martial soul with a puzzled expression.

The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor's appearance had undergone enormous changes.

Its color had shifted from emerald green to dark green, while small spikes had appeared along the edges of its diamond-shaped scales.

The greatest change was atop its head, where two huge bulges had somehow grown.

It was the first time he had ever seen a martial soul that had already taken shape change again.

"Ah... what has been going on lately?"

Out of habit, he stroked the few strands of beard he had left and let out a heavy sigh.

Ever since parting ways with Yu Xiaowei last time.

His hair loss and beard loss had become increasingly severe. Even the hair down there had started falling out.

At this rate, he would soon become a hairless hero like Gu Rong.

"My hair loss is related to that brat. Could this change in my martial soul be related to him too?"

After thinking it over, he shook his head in frustration. He knew that he would lose hair whenever that brat treated the backlash from his poison.

But he absolutely did not believe that such a miraculous power could cause a martial soul to mutate.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that his martial soul had become stronger than before.

Could that little bastard who extorted medicinal herbs from him really have such ability?

"Senior, are you there—"

Speak of the devil, and the devil arrived.

Just as he was thinking about Yu Xiaowei, he heard someone calling from above the cliff.

"I'm here. Come down."

After hearing Dugu Bo's reply, Yu Xiaowei leaped down.

After landing, he was about to greet him. But upon seeing that Dugu Bo had nearly lost all his hair, he immediately burst out laughing.

"You little bastard, you're still laughing? Isn't this all because of you?"

The moment he saw Yu Xiaowei, Dugu Bo's anger flared.

Recently, he had been hiding in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well every day, too afraid to go out and meet his old friends.

"Hehe."

Yu Xiaowei scratched his head and said sheepishly, "There's no helping it, Senior. If you want to cure the illness, you have to endure it."

"Hmph—"

Dugu Bo snorted, then sat cross-legged on the ground. After fondly stroking the few remaining strands of hair, he said as though facing death, "Begin!"

An hour later, the treatment ended.

Dugu Bo, whose eyes had been closed, suddenly opened them and let out a furious roar.

An immense aura suddenly surged from his body.

Wild winds ravaged the entire Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, blowing all those precious herbs in every direction.

The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor appeared automatically, while nine Soul Rings rapidly rose and fell around Dugu Bo.

Upon seeing the changes to the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor, Yu Xiaowei's eyes suddenly widened.

The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor before him was clearly a full size larger.

Two antlers had grown from its head. Its scales had become larger, their edges covered in dense, fine spikes. Four claws extended from its belly, and a mane had grown along its enormous serpent tail.

"Holy shit, it really mutated the martial soul."

Yu Xiaowei's mouth twitched. Dugu Bo's martial soul could no longer be called a serpent—it was completely a dragon now.

"Hahahaha—"

With a hearty laugh, Dugu Bo withdrew his aura.

"You little bastard, I'm level ninety-two now. Finally! After all these years!"

Looking at the old man whose head was now completely bare, Yu Xiaowei sincerely congratulated him.

"Senior, you've gone bald, and stronger too!!!"