Douluo: The Venom System Is Awesome Chapter 50

This was undoubtedly the greatest mockery and trial the god test had ever presented to her.

Thus, she chose to flee and suppress. She locked herself away.

She attempted to use the formidable power of the Rakshasa God to forcibly sever these "forbidden" distracting thoughts, trying to expel that figure from her heart.

Sinful obstacles... all of them are sinful obstacles...

Bibi Dong closed her eyes, struggling to steady her mind, and drove the power of the Rakshasa God to wash over her sea of consciousness even more violently.

She tried to crush that young man's smiling face, that warm touch, and those heart-palpitating words into nothingness.

The purple-black divine power surged within her like a raging tide, bringing with it tearing pain, yet she gritted her teeth and persisted.

However, the more she suppressed them, the clearer certain images became...

The way he relied on her and curled up in her arms when he was young, the way he smiled and tried to please her, the way he forcefully buried his face against her chest, the way he said, "Every inch belongs to me"...

"..."

Bibi Dong let out a pained groan, a trace of blood even spilling from the corner of her mouth. The Rakshasa God power around her fluctuated violently, appearing extremely unstable.

Breaking free from her inner demons was far more difficult than she had imagined.

In the God Realm, within a dark region filled with endless evil, resentment, and the aura of death, upon the towering and hideous throne of the Rakshasa God.

The true form of the Rakshasa God, draped in dark purple divine robes with a face shrouded in distorted light and shadow, was watching through a divine mirror as Bibi Dong struggled in agony within the secret chamber below, forcibly suppressing her inner demons.

Watching that purple-black divine power surge in a violent and unstable manner.

Watching the blood spill from the corner of Bibi Dong's mouth and her posture, which was clearly a futile struggle against her own desires.

On the Rakshasa God's inhuman face, which was filled with negative emotions, there appeared a rare trace of... extremely anthropomorphic speechlessness and disgust.

He even couldn't help but tap his fingers against the armrest of the throne, producing a dull sound, and cursed at Bibi Dong in the mirror in a low voice.

"Fool! What a truly idiotic woman!"

"I hold dominion over the world's evil thoughts and resentment. Such intense possessiveness, such twisted love and hate, such suppressed yet burgeoning desires..."

"Which of these is not the purest nourishment for a Rakshasa? Which of these cannot be turned into a sharp weapon to destroy your enemies?"

"Yet you! Instead of guiding and utilizing them, you treat them like a flood or a wild beast, insisting on forcibly suppressing them?"

"Using my power to fight the inner demons born from my own divine power? That is simply putting the cart before the horse, going in the opposite direction of your goal!"

The more the Rakshasa God watched, the more stifled he felt.

He had chosen her as his successor because he valued the darkness, resentment, and paranoia in Bibi Dong's heart; he had thought she was a talent worth molding.

He never expected her to be so pedantic and awkward at this stage!

"With a temperament like yours, acting so coy and repressed—suppressing it, my foot! You are simply squandering a heavenly treasure!"

The Rakshasa God's voice carried a trace of irritation, as if he were frustrated by her inability to live up to his expectations.

"Following your stupid method, let alone passing the inner demon trial, it'll be a miracle if you don't suffer a qi deviation and keep your foundation intact!"

He even waved his hand in annoyance, causing the image of Mu Junyu to appear in the mirror. "What is wrong with that boy? His mind is cunning, his methods are ruthless, his possessiveness is strong, and his very soul is dark and profound."

"He is a match made in heaven for you, a pair of Rakshasa lovers! Take him, master and disciple serving together... bah, master and disciple of one heart!"

"Wouldn't it be glorious to turn this continent upside down? Why must you insist on making things difficult for yourself here!"

The Rakshasa God was so angry he almost wanted to descend a divine thought directly to scold Bibi Dong into waking up.

But limited by the rules of the God Realm, he could not directly over-intervene in the successor's trials.

Chapter 72: Co-opting, Dividing, Absorbing, Suppressing, Conquering!

In the end, he could only glare with extreme disgust at Bibi Dong, who was still struggling bitterly in the mirror.

He squeezed a disdainful remark through his teeth:

"Truly... a waste of all your resentment and potential!"

"I don't think you're cut out to inherit the Rakshasa God position; you might as well go find that woman, the Goddess of Lust, next door!"

"Her methods would definitely be more suitable for a twisted, stupid woman like you!"

After speaking, the Rakshasa God seemed to find the sight unbearable, waving his hand violently to disperse the divine mirror, and sat alone on his throne, stewing in his own anger.

To be saddled with such a successor who drops the ball at critical moments and has such bizarre trains of thought—it truly gives a god a headache!

Mu Junyu returned to his exclusive bedchamber in Martial Soul City and washed up briefly.

After changing into comfortable casual clothes, he headed straight for the residence of Chrysanthemum Douluo, Yue Guan. Yue Guan's dwelling in Martial Soul City was just like the man himself, filled with a style of magnificence and refinement.

The courtyard was planted with all sorts of exotic flowers and rare herbs, the air thick with fragrance.

Mu Junyu, familiar with the path, arrived at the door and knocked.

"Come in, little Junyu."

From inside came Yue Guan's signature voice, carrying a hint of feminine playfulness.

Mu Junyu pushed the door open and entered, only to see Yue Guan sitting on a magnificent chair draped in velvet.

On the crystal table in front of him sat several jade boxes and some exquisite vessels; he was clearly busy tinkering with his flowers and plants.

"Elder Yue Guan."

Mu Junyu greeted him with a smile.

"Yo, you're back?"

Yue Guan looked up, and upon seeing it was Mu Junyu, a genuine smile immediately appeared on his face.

He thought very highly of this young man, who always brought surprises, possessed unique insights into immortal herbs, and had even pointed out the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

He even felt a sense of friendship that transcended their age gap.

"Did you have fun in Tiantou City? I heard it's been quite lively over there lately?" He winked meaningfully, clearly aware of the business regarding the third prince. "It was alright, I helped Sister Xue handle a few minor troubles."

Mu Junyu glossed over the details and walked to the table, looking curiously at the jade boxes.

"Elder, how is the research coming along on that matter I mentioned in my letter?"

"The one about immortal herbs potentially causing a benign evolution of martial souls."

Mentioning his area of expertise, Yue Guan immediately perked up, his peach-blossom eyes gleaming with excitement.

"The idea you proposed is truly brilliant! I've made great progress during this time!"

He carefully opened one of the jade boxes. Inside were not complete immortal herbs, but several pills the size of longan fruit, colorful yet somewhat mottled in appearance.

They emitted a rich, though not entirely pure, medicinal fragrance.

"Look, this is one of my achievements!"

Yue Guan introduced them proudly.

"The medicinal power of a complete immortal herb is too violent, and the risk of giving it directly to a test subject is too high, especially for those with poor foundations."

"So, I came up with a method: using secret techniques to extract the medicinal power naturally dissipated by those immortal herbs."

"Then, by supplementing it with other mild medicinal materials to harmonize them, I refined this degraded version of the Martial Soul Evolution Pill!"

He picked up a pill, his tone growing increasingly excited.

"Although the medicinal power is far inferior to consuming the immortal herb directly, it is precisely because it is mild that it is more suitable for the masses!"

"I found some people with extremely poor-quality martial souls who could barely cultivate and tested it on them. Guess what happened?"

Yue Guan left a cliffhanger, looking at Mu Junyu.

Mu Junyu cooperatively put on a curious expression: "The results were good?"

"More than just good!"

Yue Guan slapped his thigh.

"Their martial souls all underwent obvious, benign changes!"

"Some had their martial soul forms become more solid, while others gained some faint attribute."

"There was even one person with a trash hoe martial soul who actually gained a trace of elemental earth sensing!"

"Although the improvement wasn't huge, it was a genuine evolution! It proves your hypothesis is completely correct!"

"The power of immortal herbs can indeed guide martial souls to transform in a better direction!" "However..." Yue Guan suddenly said with some regret.

"This kind of pill only works on those with very poor foundations; for those with slightly better aptitude, it is ineffective."

"Furthermore, consuming them continuously also yields no results."

Upon hearing this, a flash of light crossed Mu Junyu's eyes, and a meaningful smile curled the corners of his lips.

"As expected... this is perfect!"

He picked up the jade box containing the Aromatic Silk Beauty—the original immortal herb—and gently stroked the surface of the box, his tone becoming steady and calculating.

"Elder Yue Guan, since that is the case, I have a plan... I want to personally take this Aromatic Silk Beauty to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

Yue Guan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, his peach-blossom eyes lighting up as he clapped his hands and laughed.

"Brilliant! Kid! You mean...?"

"Exactly."

Mu Junyu's smile was resolute.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is known as the world's number one support-type tool martial soul, but it also has its limitations."

"And according to ancient records, the properties of this Aromatic Silk Beauty are most compatible with gem-type martial souls."

"Tell me, if Ning Fengzhi or his precious daughter Ning Rongrong were to consume this herb..."

"Would their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda have a chance... to evolve into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"

Yue Guan gasped, his eyes filled with shock and excitement.

"Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?! That only exists in legends..."

"If this truly succeeds... kid! Your move is far too bold! Won't Ning Fengzhi have to enshrine you?!"

Mu Junyu smiled slightly, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

"I don't need him to enshrine me; I only need him... and the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, to be bound even more tightly to Martial Soul Hall from now on."

Upon hearing this incredibly audacious plan, Yue Guan was first excited, but then a look of heartache and reluctance appeared on his face.

He stroked the jade box containing the Aromatic Silk Beauty with extreme care, as if it were his very lifeblood.

"Junyu, while this plan is certainly ingenious, isn't it... a bit too extravagant?"

His voice even carried a hint of a sob.

"This is a complete immortal herb! And a top-tier one like the Aromatic Silk Beauty at that! There might not even be another one like it on the entire continent!"

"To give it to those fellows in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect... what if, just what if they eat it and it has no effect, or the results fall short of expectations? Wouldn't that be a waste of a heavenly treasure?"

"Wouldn't it be better for us to keep it for research, or to cultivate our own trusted subordinates in the future?"

In his view, using such a precious immortal herb to gamble on a possibility was simply too risky.

Watching Yue Guan's pained expression, Mu Junyu couldn't help but laugh.

He stood up, walked to the window, and gazed at the sprawling architecture of Martial Soul Hall in the distance, his voice calm yet carrying an unquestionable sense of resolve:

"Elder Yue Guan, you are right; the immortal herb is precious, extremely precious. Precisely because it is so precious, we must use it where it counts to extract its maximum value!"

He turned around, his gaze sharp as he looked at Yue Guan.

"Co-opting, absorbing, dividing, suppressing, conquering! These are the methods and the spirit that our Martial Soul Hall should possess to control the continent!"

"No matter how precious an immortal herb is, it is still just a plant. But if it can be used to win the heart of the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

"Or at the very least, forge a tighter alliance, allowing the world's number one support sect to be used by our Martial Soul Hall, then its value far exceeds the herb itself!"

"Ning Fengzhi is a smart man; he understands better than anyone what Martial Soul Evolution means."