Toxins Resolved, the Blue Silver Emperor Exposed

Dugu Yan sat cross-legged and closed her eyes.

Mo Jiao coiled beside her, her phantom-like body faintly glowing as the invisible contract channel between her and Dugu Yan quietly opened.

Gu Ci opened the Heavenly Eye between his brows, golden light enveloping Dugu Yan's entire body.

From the Heavenly Eye's perspective, nothing could remain hidden.

The toxins accumulated within Dugu Yan's body were plainly visible.

They lurked deep within her meridians, clung to the surface of her bones, and had even seeped into her internal organs.

The green toxic mist was like maggots clinging to bone, entangled with her flesh and blood.

"The situation is worse than I imagined." Gu Ci frowned.

"These toxins have already penetrated deep into her marrow. Forcibly driving them out would damage her body."

"We can only take it slowly and strip them away bit by bit."

He looked at Dugu Yan, his voice gentle. "Yanyan, the next part may be a little uncomfortable. Bear with it."

Dugu Yan kept her eyes closed and softly murmured, "Mm."

Gu Ci began guiding her. "Now, circulate your Soul Power. Start from your dantian and move upward along the meridians, passing through the Guanyuan Point, the Sea of Qi Point... Yes, right there."

"Can you feel it? There is a cluster of accumulated toxins there."

Dugu Yan's brows furrowed slightly, and she nodded.

"Wrap it in Soul Power. Don't forcefully drive it away; just enclose it."

"Then... send it toward Mo Jiao through the contract channel."

Dugu Yan did as instructed.

Her Soul Power slowly flowed like a gentle hand, lightly wrapping around that cluster of toxins.

Then, she attempted to push the toxins outward.

The contract channel lit up.

That cluster of toxins slowly flowed through the channel and into Mo Jiao's body.

Mo Jiao's phantom body trembled slightly before she let out a comfortable low moan.

Those toxins truly were a delicacy to her.

"Very good."

Gu Ci continued, "The next one is near the Danzhong Point..."

"The Danzhong Point?"

Dugu Yan felt a little embarrassed. After all, that acupoint was rather awkward.

"Ahem, Yanyan, don't think about anything else!"

"Oh, okay!"

Time slowly passed.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

Gu Ci maintained the Heavenly Eye the entire time, carefully observing every trace of toxin within Dugu Yan's body.

He guided Dugu Yan as she gradually stripped away, wrapped up, and transferred the toxic mist that had accumulated over the years.

Dugu Yan's little face was already covered in sweat, and her lips had turned slightly pale.

Though the process was not painful, it consumed an enormous amount of stamina. Yet she gritted her teeth and endured without once crying that she was tired.

Mo Jiao, on the other hand, was getting better and better.

As toxins continuously poured into her, her phantom body became increasingly solid, and the sheen on her scales grew brighter.

Whenever she occasionally opened her eyes, those amber vertical pupils were filled with contentment.

Dugu Bo stood nearby, his palms covered in sweat.

Gu Xiao and Li Wanyue watched nervously as well, barely daring to breathe.

Finally, after the fifth hour had passed, Gu Ci withdrew the Heavenly Eye.

He let out a long breath and rubbed his aching brow. "It's done."

Dugu Yan opened her eyes. She looked as though she had been pulled out of water, her entire body soaked with sweat.

Yet she was smiling—a relaxed smile, as though a crushing burden had finally been lifted from her shoulders.

"I feel... so light."

She murmured, "My body always used to feel heavy and stifling. Now it's all gone."

Dugu Bo stepped forward and pulled his granddaughter into his arms.

Tears streamed down the old man's face.

"Good... good..."

He choked up, unable to say anything more.

Gu Ci rose to his feet and looked at Mo Jiao.

After absorbing all the toxins from Dugu Yan's body, Mo Jiao's changes were obvious to the naked eye.

Her phantom body was more than twice as solid as before, and her scales faintly glimmered with a dark green light. Clearly, her cultivation had advanced greatly.

"Once she fully refines those toxins, she should be able to advance another step," Gu Ci said.

"She might even break through to three thousand years of cultivation."

Mo Jiao gave a low cry and rubbed her head against Dugu Yan, her eyes full of affection and gratitude.

Gu Xiao patted his son's shoulder without saying anything, merely giving it a firm squeeze.

Li Wanyue wiped the corners of her eyes and smiled. "All right, all right. Everyone has been tired all day, and it's already dawn."

"I'll have someone prepare food. Let's have a proper meal."

Dugu Bo released Dugu Yan, stood up, and looked at Gu Ci.

His expression was complicated, filled with gratitude, relief, and a trace of... awe.

This six-year-old child had accomplished what he, a Titled Douluo, had failed to do for decades.

"Ci'er."

He said solemnly, "If you ever need anything in the future, just say the word. This old man's life belongs to you from now on."

Gu Ci hurriedly waved his hands. "Grandpa Dugu, that's far too serious. We're family; there's no need to say such things."

Dugu Bo shook his head and said nothing more.

But he etched that debt of gratitude into his heart.

After eating and cultivating for a while, night had already fallen deep.

Dugu Yan was sleeping soundly, while Mo Jiao coiled beside her bed and quietly kept watch.

Gu Ci stood in the courtyard, looking at the stars in the night sky.

Zi Dian lay beside him, her enormous tiger head resting by his feet as she let out soft snores.

Gu Ci stroked her head, warmth rising within his heart.

When he had transmigrated here six years ago, he had been all alone.

Now, he had parents, Grandpa Dugu, Yanyan, and Zi Dian.

This was home!

He looked toward the night sky, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

Next, he only had to wait for Grandpa Dugu to condense his Soul Core, and then...

It would be time to stir up the tides of this era.

The Marquis Manor was completely silent.

Gu Ci sat cross-legged on his bed, faint Thunder Light flickering around his body.

Zi Dian lay at his feet, occasionally opening her eyes to glance at her master before lazily closing them again.

Two days had passed since they had contracted Soul Spirits.

Over these two days, Gu Ci and Dugu Yan had both been stabilizing their realms and refining the Soul Power feedback brought by their Soul Spirits.

Gu Ci opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.

Level 18.

That was his current Soul Power Level.

The feedback from the Five-Thousand-Year Soul Ring had far exceeded expectations. Combined with the Twenty-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber and half an Immortal Herb...

If he had not deliberately suppressed his progress to build a more solid foundation, reaching Level 20 or above would not have been a problem.

"Almost there."

He murmured, "After stabilizing for a few more days, I can consider taking the complete Immortal Herb and charging toward Level 20."

In the room next door, Dugu Yan also awoke from cultivation.

She looked at the scale patterns on the back of her hand, then at Mo Jiao coiled beside her, her little face filled with smiles.

Level 16.

Though she was a little lower than Brother Gu Ci, she was already more than satisfied.

Before contracting a Soul Spirit, she had only just broken through to Level 10.

Two days of cultivation had raised her six levels in a row. She had never even dared to imagine such speed before.

More importantly, the toxins that had tormented her for years had finally been completely cleared away.

"Mo Jiao, thank you," she said softly.

Mo Jiao gave a low cry and rubbed her head against Dugu Yan.

Just then, a violent surge of Soul Power suddenly erupted above the Marquis Manor.

Gu Ci's expression changed. He flipped out of bed and pushed open the window.

Several figures streaked across the night sky, racing northward.

Their auras were powerful. Even the weakest was at the Soul Saint level, while two of those auras had reached the realm of Titled Douluo.

"This is..."

Before he could take a closer look, Dugu Bo had already appeared in the courtyard.

"Ci'er, Yanyan, neither of you come out."

Dugu Bo's face was grave as he looked up at the night sky. "Something big has happened."

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