It Cut Off at the Critical Moment—Are You Not Up to It?

At this moment, both of their expressions were quite something.

Dugu Yan in particular.

She stared fixedly at the large words on the diary's cover—Lin Yuan's Diary (Dugu Yan Exclusive)—her chest heaving violently. She was clearly furious.

"Hmph! This is infuriating!"

Dugu Yan gritted her teeth. Since they were in class, she did not dare make too much noise and could only lower her voice, her little face flushed red.

"That bastard Lin Yuan!"

"Why does he say my grandfather is the weakest Titled Douluo?!"

"So what if his Soul Power is Level Ninety-one? So what if he ranks at the bottom in one-on-one fights?"

"My grandfather is the Poison Douluo! Poison Dominates the World!"

"If a real fight broke out, who below Titled Douluo could survive three seconds in his poison formation? Even Titled Douluo would not dare casually come into contact with Grandfather's Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor Poison!"

As Dugu Bo's granddaughter, Dugu Yan was famously protective of her own.

In her heart, her grandfather was invincible. He was her pride.

Yet now, this diary that had appeared out of nowhere had actually belittled her grandfather until he was worthless?

It even claimed that he could barely contend with the Golden Iron Triangle, three people who were not even Titled Douluo?

"Ling Ling, tell me, isn't this ridiculous?"

Dugu Yan turned her head and tugged at her best friend's sleeve, indignantly saying,

"This guy is simply talking nonsense!"

"If my grandfather truly wanted to kill those three, he would have turned them into pus long ago!"

Ye Lingling tilted her head slightly. Her clear and cold eyes swept over the diary's contents, and a barely noticeable ripple flashed in her eyes.

Unlike Dugu Yan, who had bristled in anger, Ye Lingling was focused on something entirely different.

"Yanyan, don't get angry just yet."

Ye Lingling's voice was cool and ethereal, as though it could soothe the restlessness in one's heart.

"Look at what he said about the theory that a Host cannot bear the Martial Soul."

"If it is true..."

Ye Lingling paused, a faint sadness appearing in her gaze.

"Does that mean the flaws in some Martial Souls are not actually problems with the Martial Souls themselves, but rather... that we are not strong enough?"

As the inheritor of the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul, she carried the curse of "Single transmission, with only two Soul Masters able to exist at the same time."

The diary's analysis of the essence of Martial Souls made her faintly see a different kind of dawn.

Even if she was wrong, she vaguely felt that Lin Yuan might have a way to help her resolve this curse.

"Hey, Ling Ling, why are you still speaking up for that bastard?"

Dugu Yan interrupted her angrily.

"We still haven't verified whether what he wrote in the diary is true. How can we so easily trust something of unknown origin?"

Ye Lingling's cool voice sounded. "But haven't both of us received system rewards?"

"Could that be fake?"

The starter packs the two of them had received were identical: their Innate Soul Power had increased by one level.

Not only had this directly raised their Soul Power by one level, but it had also noticeably sped up their cultivation.

Both of them had originally possessed Level Seven Innate Soul Power, but now it had directly become Level Eight Innate Soul Power.

Just as the two girls had different thoughts running through their minds,

the words on the diary began scrolling again. It was as if it had heard Dugu Yan's complaints, as Lin Yuan actually began giving the "Poison Douluo" a detailed evaluation.

[Speaking of which, old man Dugu Bo is quite the oddball.]

[Although he truly sucks at one-on-one fights, there is one thing at which no Titled Douluo on the entire continent can compare to him.]

[That is—Divine Skill for Clearing Minions!]

Dugu Yan froze.

"Clearing minions?"

[If the battlefield were one where two armies confront, and Dugu Bo were given enough time and a safe distance.]

[He alone could slaughter an entire city!]

[In terms of strategic deterrence, he is even more terrifying than Titled Douluo like Sword Dao Chen Xin, whose single-target attacks are powerful!]

[What a pity. This old man is also a pitiful person.]

[He spent his entire life playing with poison, only to poison his entire family into ruin.]

[His son died, his daughter-in-law died, and now only his granddaughter, Dugu Yan, remains.]

[If nothing unexpected happens, judging by the Toxin Reversal that runs in their family, Dugu Yan will probably not live past thirty.]

[At that point, this old man will truly be all alone.]

Of course, Lin Yuan had made up the part about her not living past thirty.

If Dugu Yan had this Diary Copy, she would definitely panic. Then his importance would be made apparent.

Boom!

If the previous words had merely angered Dugu Yan,

then these words were like a basin of ice water poured directly over her, chilling her to the bone.

Her previously flushed little face instantly turned deathly pale.

"Not live past thirty?"

Dugu Yan's pupils contracted sharply, and her body began trembling uncontrollably.

She wanted to refute it.

But when the words reached her lips, she could not say them.

Because she remembered her deceased parents, her grandfather's bone-deep coughing every time rainy weather came, and the stabbing pain she occasionally felt in her meridians.

How did this Lin Yuan know so clearly?!

She had once asked her grandfather whether there was something wrong with her body.

But her grandfather had said that her cultivation speed was probably too fast. Combined with the special nature of their Martial Soul, her body had not adapted to the toxins yet, and this was normal.

As long as she slowed her cultivation down a little, there would be no problem.

Naturally, she had never doubted her grandfather.

That was why, at thirteen years old, she was only Level Twenty-Six in Soul Power. That was after the system had added a level; otherwise, she would only have been Level Twenty-Five.

Now it seemed that her grandfather had lied to her.

This was Martial Soul Reversal. She had been poisoned!

Seeing her friend like this, Ye Lingling's eyes flashed with a trace of pity.

Although she was usually cold and indifferent, Dugu Yan was one of her few friends.

"Yanyan..."

Ye Lingling reached out and gently took Dugu Yan's icy little hand.

"Don't panic yet."

"Since this Lin Yuan could expose your family's secret in a single sentence, it means he knows your situation very well."

"Since he knows the cause, then he... might have an antidote?"

Ye Lingling's words were like a bolt of lightning, instantly tearing through the darkness before Dugu Yan's eyes.

That was right!

Since Lin Yuan knew this was "Toxin Reversal," he definitely knew how to detoxify it!

As if she had seized a lifesaving straw, Dugu Yan suddenly lifted her head and stared fixedly at the diary.

"Write already!"

"Bastard! Since you know, then write down the method for detoxifying it!"

She screamed wildly in her heart.

However.

The words in the diary abruptly—cut off.

They were gone.

What followed was a despair-inducing blank space.

"Ahhh!"

"Lin Yuan! You bastard!"

"You did it on purpose! You definitely did it on purpose!"

Dugu Yan was so furious that she nearly lost control on the spot. If Ye Lingling had not reacted quickly enough to hold her down, she probably would have flipped the desk in front of her.

Damn it!

Dugu Yan's expression darkened. It cut off at the critical moment—were you not up to it?