Stop Showing Off! Keep It Up and the Titled Douluo Will Have to Delete His Account and Start Over

His explanation would have been better left unsaid.

The moment he said it, the entire Group Chat exploded again.

[Is Jade Not Jade: Physical attributes... too strong? Reaction speed... fast enough? Handsome boy, come out here. I'll give you a buff, then explain to me what you mean by "fairly easy"?!]

[World's Number One Princess: I get it! I completely get it! Brother Yifei means: even though I'm a mage, my physical attack is higher than a warrior's, and my agility is faster than an assassin's, so of course fighting a warrior is easy! That's what you mean, right?!]

Ning Rongrong's analogy was simple and easy to understand, instantly enlightening everyone.

[Bunny Is So Cute: Wow! Doesn't that mean Brother Yifei is invincible?]

[Ghost Cat: ...(silently writing down the words "physical attributes" in a little notebook)]

Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong slumped on her throne. Watching the discussion in the Group Chat, the heart that had once been dead silent was ignited once more by flames called "jealousy."

Dual Soul-Martial Cultivation?

No!

This was not Dual Soul-Martial Cultivation!

What Douluo Continent called Dual Soul-Martial Cultivation was merely a Soul Master training their body while cultivating Soul Power.

But what Li Yifei had described were two entirely independent systems, both pushed to the absolute extreme!

One was a God-level Soul that commanded the Laws of Time and Space.

The other was a terrifying body capable of withstanding a Titled Douluo's attacks head-on!

Why?

Why could one person possess all of this at once?!

She had exhausted her entire life and cast aside everything just to earn the Rakshasa God's favor and obtain strength that stood above the continent.

Yet before that man, all of it seemed as cheap as a joke.

Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Qian Renxue's breathing grew rapid, her chest rising and falling continuously.

"A perfect soul vessel... carrying an equally perfect body... He himself is a walking miracle!"

Her desire for Li Yifei had already surpassed mere possession.

It was a mad obsession to thoroughly study every inch of him, from soul to body, and make it all her own!

Inside the secret chamber.

Li Yifei no longer paid attention to the chatter in the Group Chat.

Looking at Poison Douluo, who had begun doubting his entire life, he felt that this old man's psychological resilience really needed strengthening.

He had merely been defeated by a Soul Master. Was there really any need to react like this?

He had no idea how much psychological trauma he had inflicted on the other man.

After thinking for a moment, he added another sentence, trying to "comfort" him.

"Actually, my Soul Power Level should be higher than level twenty."

"I feel like it may have already surpassed level thirty. It's just that I only have one Soul Ring, so my level is stuck."

That "comfort" became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

Dugu Bo's entire body trembled.

He abruptly raised his head and stared fixedly at Li Yifei. In those emerald-green eyes, there was no longer fear or reverence, only complete, bewildered emptiness.

He had just awakened his Martial Soul.

Yet his Soul Power had already exceeded level thirty?

What kind of concept was that?

That meant that as long as he obtained a second Soul Ring, he would immediately become a Soul Elder!

A Soul Elder who had just completed his Martial Soul awakening!

The iron law of Douluo Continent that had stood for tens of thousands of years was torn to shreds before him!

All common knowledge of cultivation, all theories of talent, became jokes at this moment.

Dugu Bo felt that within a single hour, his worldview had been crushed, reconstructed, then crushed again and again...

He had lost.

He had lost wholeheartedly and completely.

He had lost... until his Dao heart collapsed.

Supporting himself against the wall, he slowly slid down to the floor. All vigor drained from him, and he looked like a deflated ball.

Looking at the young man who still seemed calm and unconcerned, as though he had only done something utterly insignificant, he asked a question that came from the depths of his soul in a dry, hoarse voice that even he found unfamiliar.

"What... exactly are you?"

Li Yifei raised an eyebrow.

Why was this old man insulting him?

He did not answer that philosophical question. Instead, he walked straight over to Dugu Bo and looked down at him.

Then, under the gazes of Dugu Bo, Dugu Yan, and every viewer in the Livestream Room, he spoke.

"Oh, right."

"I almost forgot about the important matter."

"Let's talk about curing the poison."

Curing the poison?

Talk?

Those two words came from Li Yifei's mouth lightly, yet they rekindled a faint glimmer of light in Dugu Bo's clouded eyes, even though his Dao heart had just collapsed.

He no longer cared about the dignity of a Titled Douluo, nor did he care about the humiliation of having been toyed with just now.

He only knew that the monster before him, who could casually take out a golden Divine Ring, might be the only lifeline he would ever have.

Dugu Bo struggled to climb up from the floor. His movements were somewhat disheveled, even carrying a hint of humility.

"Sir... You, you really have a way?"

His voice was dry and even trembled slightly.

Dugu Yan no longer cared about the broadcast either. She tightly clutched her grandfather's sleeve, her beautiful eyes fixed firmly on Li Yifei.

Li Yifei said nothing.

He walked directly toward the Herb Garden outside the secret chamber.

This was Dugu Bo's residence deep within Sunset Forest, surrounded by all sorts of poisonous plants and rare medicinal materials.

To outsiders, this place was a forbidden zone of death.

But in Li Yifei's eyes, it was merely a pile of disordered energy carriers.

He raised his left hand, and the Smartwatch on his wrist flickered faintly.

[Activating Energy Detection Mode.]

[Scanning Bio-energy Field...]

An invisible fan-shaped beam spread outward.

Within Li Yifei's retinal projection, every medicinal herb around him changed.

They were no longer red and green plants, but individual pulsing data packets.

[Target: Nether Intestine Grass. Energy attribute: corrosive toxin. Purity: 65%.]

[Target: Jade Phosphorus Three-leaf Flower. Energy attribute: neurotoxin. Purity: 42%.]

[Target: Withering Root. Energy attribute: life deprivation. Purity: 18%.]

These items, considered peerless poisons on Douluo Continent, appeared so crude under the analysis of an advanced intelligent system.

In the Group Chat, the women stared blankly at the constantly flashing blue displays in the livestream.

[World's Number One Princess: What is that? What are those blue boxes?!]

[Is Jade Not Jade: A Soul Tool? No, it seems to be analyzing the medicinal herbs?]

[Bunny Is So Cute: Brother Yifei's watch is so amazing! It feels even more impressive than those treasure appraisal experts!]

[Ghost Cat: ...(frantically taking screenshots)]

Inside Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong suddenly rose from the Pope's Throne.

For the first time, an expression called "absurdity" appeared in her proud eyes.

"He's analyzing the medicinal properties?"

"Without tasting them, without sensing Soul Power, he can see through the essence of medicinal herbs merely through that metal box?"

Bibi Dong's heart shook violently.

As the Pope, she commanded the finest resources in the world and naturally knew secrets that ordinary Soul Masters had never even heard of.

For example—Immortal Herbs.