A Titled Douluo Broke Out in a Cold Sweat—He Was Strong Beyond Human

In the world of Douluo Continent, where Martial Souls were inherited through bloodlines and strength reigned supreme, admiration for the strong was practically engraved into people's bones.

Bloodline, talent, status, future—all of it was determined the moment one awakened a Martial Soul.

And the strong were forever the most dazzling beings in this world.

A powerful and handsome man held a fatal attraction for any woman.

Dugu Yan stared at the man before her, her breathing nearly stopping.

She had seen princes of the Heaven Dou Royal Family and countless noble youths who prided themselves on their good looks.

But no one had ever been like the man before her. Simply standing there was enough to make her heart race out of control.

At six feet tall, his proportions were perfect, as though sculpted by a deity's own hand.

His features were deeply defined, his skin smooth as jade, and his black eyes—calm and still, yet seeming capable of swallowing all light.

Even more frightening was his aura.

It was not the pressure of Soul Power, nor the oppression of a Martial Soul, but a more fundamental crushing force born from the difference in their levels of life.

Like a mortal gazing up at a Deity.

Dugu Yan's face instantly burned red. Her heart pounded wildly, her fingers twisted tightly around the hem of her clothes, and she did not even dare raise her head.

She told herself that he was her savior, her benefactor, the powerful man who had come to save her and her grandfather.

Yet the strange flutter in her heart refused to settle no matter how hard she tried to suppress it.

"Y-you... hello."

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz. Her legs had gone weak, and she could barely stay standing.

Li Yifei ignored the girl's nervousness. His gaze pierced through the door and landed outside.

"Since you're here, come in."

His voice was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable force.

"Hiding outside is hardly the bearing a Titled Douluo should have."

As soon as he spoke—

Bang—!

The door was pushed open by an invisible gust of wind.

An elderly man in gray robes entered with a gloomy expression, his long dark-green hair falling over his shoulders.

Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.

His emerald eyes locked tightly onto Li Yifei like two poisonous abysses, trying to see through him.

"Your perception is sharp, Your Excellency."

Dugu Bo's voice was hoarse and cold.

"Are you the one who claimed you could cure the poison in my granddaughter and me?"

"Grandfather!"

Dugu Yan hurriedly stepped between them.

Li Yifei lightly waved his hand, signaling that she did not need to be nervous.

He looked at Dugu Bo and spoke indifferently.

"Curing poison is merely incidental. I came for a trade."

"A trade?"

Dugu Bo sneered, no longer bothering to conceal his hostility.

The next moment—

Boom!!!

A vast pressure of Soul Power erupted like a collapsing mountain and a roaring tsunami, mixed with green poison mist as it swept toward Li Yifei!

This was a Titled Douluo's test—and a warning.

An ordinary Soul Master would turn into pus within three seconds beneath that pressure.

And yet—

Li Yifei merely stood there quietly, not even lifting an eyelid.

The pressure that could crush mountains fell upon him, and nothing happened.

The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor's venom, capable of corroding all things, dispersed on its own the moment it came within half a meter of his body, as though it had struck an invisible barrier.

It did not even touch the edge of his clothes.

"This..."

Dugu Bo's pupils suddenly contracted.

Impossible!

His poison, his pressure—were both completely ineffective?!

Refusing to believe it, he drove his Soul Power to its limit.

The air throughout the room became thick and viscous. The green poison mist nearly solidified, while the walls and furniture began to sizzle and corrode, giving off pungent white smoke.

Yet Li Yifei remained where he was.

Composed and unruffled.

As though he were watching a performance that had nothing to do with him.

Cold sweat began to seep from Dugu Bo's forehead.

If he had still harbored doubts before, then now, a fear rising from the depths of his soul began to spread uncontrollably.

He felt that he was not facing a human.

But an abyss.

No matter how much force he exerted, it was like tossing pebbles into a bottomless pit without even the slightest echo.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down from his temples.

The clothes on his back were instantly soaked through with cold sweat.

He was drenched in sweat.

Not because of Soul Power expenditure.

But because of pure, absolute terror.

This young man was so strong that he was not human at all!

"Grandfather, stop!"

Seeing her grandfather's face turn deathly pale, Dugu Yan cried out in panic.

That cry also gave Dugu Bo a way out.

He abruptly withdrew all his Soul Power and poison mist, gasping for breath. The way he looked at Li Yifei had completely changed from scrutiny and hostility to awe and fear.

"Your Excellency... your strength is unfathomable."

Even his voice trembled slightly.

"This old man has offended you."

While Dugu Bo was breaking out in cold sweat—

The Douluo Peerless Chat Group was in an uproar.

[World's Number One Princess: Where is he, where is he?! Has Brother Yifei reached Little Goose's place yet? Start the livestream already! I want to watch!]

[Is Jade Not Jade: @A Little Goose, don't focus only on getting intimate with the handsome guy. Remember to share what's happening on site with us!]

[Bunny Is So Cute: Sister Yanzi, is Brother Yifei even more handsome in person than he was in the livestream?]

[Ghost Cat: ...(silently lurking)]

[???: How will Dugu Bo respond to an otherworldly powerhouse possessing an entirely new power system? Interesting.]

Li Yifei ignored Dugu Bo's terror and asked directly, "For Martial Soul awakening, do I need to go to a Spirit Hall branch?"

"N-no need."

Dugu Bo hurriedly waved his hands, his attitude becoming far more respectful.

"This old man has an awakening crystal ball here. Your Excellency, please follow me."

He now believed his granddaughter's words.

The terrifying powerhouse before him absolutely had the ability to cure their deadly poison.

Led by Dugu Bo, the three of them arrived in a secret chamber.

Dugu Bo carefully took out a blue crystal ball the size of a human head from a dust-covered chest.

"Your Excellency, simply place your hand on it and concentrate."

Li Yifei nodded and extended his right hand, preparing to press it onto the cold crystal ball.

Just then—

"B-Brother Yifei!"

As though she had suddenly remembered something, Dugu Yan gathered her courage and spoke.

"The sisters in the Group Chat... they want to watch you awaken your Martial Soul. C-can we start a livestream?"

Li Yifei raised an eyebrow.

A livestream?

He considered it, then nodded in agreement.

It was not to show off, but to intimidate others.

The waters of Douluo Continent ran deep. Spirit Hall, the two great empires, the major sects—their forces were intertwined in a complicated web.

He needed to display sufficient strength as soon as possible, so that those potential enemies would think carefully about whether they were qualified to make a move against him.

And the girls in the Group Chat each represented different factions behind them.

Having them spread the news would yield the best results.

"Fine."

He nodded succinctly.

Dugu Yan's eyes lit up, and she immediately activated the Chat Group's livestream function.

[Ding! Group member "A Little Goose" has opened the Livestream Room!]

[Livestream Title: An Otherworldly Powerhouse Awakens His Martial Soul! An Unprecedented Miracle Is About to Be Born!]

In an instant—

The entire Chat Group erupted.