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Yu Xiaowei sat cross-legged on the ground, his body trembling rhythmically.

One yellow and two purple Soul Rings were automatically drawn forth, continuously flashing with dazzling light.

The Godzilla Martial Soul did not appear, yet the traits unique to Martial Soul Possession emerged on Yu Xiaowei's body.

His body, already far taller than those of his peers, grew another notch, and the clothes he had just changed into were split apart by his swelling muscles.

That infuriating trembling sensation came again. Transformed into the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor, Dugu Bo stared at Yu Xiaowei with a pair of cold snake eyes, his expression blank.

The feeling of his bloodline being suppressed made him extremely uncomfortable. He almost wanted to beat Yu Xiaowei up right then and there.

Roar—Awoo!

A strange howl burst from Yu Xiaowei's mouth.

He suddenly sprang to his feet. His limbs and body repeatedly expanded and contracted, accompanied by a continuous series of dense cracking sounds.

As scarlet flames erupted, the Godzilla Martial Soul possessed him once more, and a thin layer of fire covered his hard scales.

The Nuclear Radiation Domain erupted as well, enveloping even the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor within it.

Dugu Bo immediately sensed that after being shrouded by the nuclear radiation, his Soul Power was actually being suppressed. The realization left him utterly shocked.

What surprised him even more was that the numb, itchy sensation along his ribs was gradually fading.

This affliction had tormented him for decades. Having played with poison his entire life, he naturally knew that he had been poisoned. Yet to detoxify himself, he would have to disperse all his poison cultivation.

He could not bear to do that.

So he could only barely suppress it by consuming antidotal herbs and remaining near the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Yet after being exposed to the nuclear radiation released by Yu Xiaowei, he discovered that the pain that had constantly tormented him had suddenly gone numb.

"What kind of power is this?" Dugu Bo muttered.

"Soul Power? No."

"A soul skill? That's not it either."

He racked his brains, yet he never dared consider the possibility of a domain.

A moment later, the flames around Yu Xiaowei slowly faded, and his Martial Soul Possession state was released.

He stood quietly where he was with his eyes closed. His swollen muscles gradually returned to normal, but his height did not shrink back. No one looking at him would have imagined that he was only twelve years old.

As Yu Xiaowei withdrew the Nuclear Radiation Domain, the familiar numbness and itchiness returned. Dugu Bo sighed in disappointment, but then delightedly noticed that his symptoms were much milder than before.

Huff—

Yu Xiaowei suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled a scorching breath.

As expected of a legendary Immortal Grade herb. The Atomic Furnace in his heart had grown several times stronger, and surging Soul Power gushed from it, flowing through every part of his body. His flesh had become even tougher as well. His indestructible body was no empty boast.

After sensing the changes in his Soul Power, delight appeared on his face.

Half a day ago, he had still been a level-thirty Soul Elder searching for a Soul Ring. In merely half a day, he had leaped all the way to level thirty-eight.

"Kid, what was that strange power when you used Martial Soul Possession?" Dugu Bo withdrew his Martial Soul Avatar and looked at him intently.

"Who knows? It's been there ever since I awakened my Martial Soul. Maybe it's an innate soul skill?" Yu Xiaowei shrugged, wearing an expression that plainly said, I don't know either, so stop asking me.

"This..." Dugu Bo looked thoroughly frustrated. As a Titled Douluo, he truly could not bring himself to beg a junior.

Yu Xiaowei reluctantly glanced at the Immortal Herbs surrounding the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, then tentatively asked, "Senior, if there is nothing else, this junior will be leaving first?"

"Wait. Hmm... Release your Martial Soul one more time." After hesitating, Dugu Bo still wanted to see whether that sensation just now had been a mistake.

Yu Xiaowei narrowed his eyes. What was with this old fellow constantly wanting to see his Martial Soul?

Just earlier, whenever his treasures were mentioned, he had acted as though he wanted to keep everyone a thousand miles away.

So why was he refusing to let him leave now that he wanted to go?

Something was suspicious!!!

Yu Xiaowei licked his lips and said with a broad grin, "Senior wants to see my Martial Soul? No problem. One herb per viewing. Fair price, no cheating the young or the old."

Upon hearing that, Dugu Bo nearly fainted from anger. He was the mighty Poison Douluo—even royal princes had to respectfully call him sir when they met him.

Now he merely wanted to see this brat's Martial Soul, yet the brat actually wanted to charge him!

"Repeat what you just said to me!"

Dugu Bo's voice turned icy. Intense green light suddenly burst from his body, followed by rings of light rising from beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—nine dazzling Soul Rings rose and fell around his body.

A thick, fishy stench rushed at him. The mountain-like pressure of a Titled Douluo descended upon Yu Xiaowei, instantly forcing his body into a hunch as his joints creaked without end.

Yu Xiaowei clenched his fists, forcibly suppressing the urge to activate Martial Soul Possession. Gritting his teeth, he said word by word, "Dugu Bo, my uncle is Yu Yuanzhen. Are you sure you want to kill me?"

"Hmph!"

A trace of wariness appeared in Dugu Bo's dark green eyes, and he withdrew his Soul Rings.

Looking at the panting Yu Xiaowei before him, he helplessly shook his head.

That freak of a kid—who knew how he cultivated? Though Dugu Bo was considered bottom-tier among Titled Douluo, even ordinary Soul Douluo could not withstand the pressure of his aura.

Yet this kid, merely a Soul Elder, had actually endured it. He had not even summoned his martial soul.

If he had no background, it would have been easy enough to deal with him. Dugu Bo could have simply taken control of him.

But he happened to be Yu Yuanzhen's nephew. That rigid, harsh Thunderbolt Douluo showed no mercy to useless clan members, but talented ones were his reverse scale—touch them, and you died.

"Kid, I'll give you one last chance. Are you going to summon your martial soul or not?" Dugu Bo barked, putting on a fierce front to mask his weakness.

That old man didn't have any killing intent just now. Yu Xiaowei was now absolutely certain that Dugu Bo needed something from him.

Looking at those glowing green eyes in the shadows, he suddenly recalled something mentioned in the original story.

Dugu Bo had been poisoned—by the backlash of his own poison cultivation.

This old bastard was desperately trying to see his martial soul. It was probably not about the martial soul itself, but the Nuclear Radiation Domain.

Could nuclear radiation detoxify poison?

Feeling that he had found the truth, Yu Xiaowei stood there with complete confidence, saying nothing as he fearlessly met Dugu Bo's gaze.

"Kid, if you still won't summon your martial soul, I'll..."

"I'll..."

"I'll give you a medicinal herb."

Dugu Bo's voice grew quieter and quieter, and in the end, he compromised in humiliation.

Yet after hearing Yu Xiaowei's reply, he immediately felt like he was about to lose his mind.

"You refused one medicinal herb earlier and even injured me. My young heart suffered tremendous trauma because of it."

"So now you'll have to pay more. Two medicinal herbs for one look at my martial soul."