Twin Martial Souls Unleashed, Dugu Bo Suddenly Found His Bottom Line Flexible

On the courtyard wall.

Dugu Bo's old face was gloomy.

The sight before him left him dumbfounded.

From where he stood.

Dugu Yan had her shapely rear raised, both hands resting on Meng Yiran's shoulders as she let out breathy moans, her body drenched in fragrant sweat, while Gu Linyuan stood behind her.

After just one glance.

Dugu Bo's heart could not take it.

If he had used his aura to investigate, he would naturally have noticed something was off.

But at a time like this, how could he possibly be in the mood to seek the truth?

All he knew was that his granddaughter was being bullied.

Uh... perhaps not exactly bullied. After all, Dugu Yan was still crying out about how good it felt.

But Dugu Bo did not care.

In broad daylight, one man and two women...

His own granddaughter had no sense of shame, actually leaning against Meng Yiran's shoulders. What were they doing?

"Stop right there!"

Dugu Bo finally could not hold back.

If he did not stop them now, who knew what his granddaughter would be turned into.

The terrifying roar made their faces sting.

All three raised their heads at once and looked toward the source of the sound.

There was suddenly someone standing atop the courtyard wall.

His black robes were dark as ink, his build tall and broad. His long dark-green hair danced without wind under the surging Soul Power, every strand seeming alive as it twisted, curled, and stretched through the air.

His face was aged but not frail. His brow bones protruded sharply, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his emerald eyes burned faintly like two balls of ghostly fire.

"Grandfather."

"Grandfather Dugu."

Dugu Yan and Meng Yiran cried out in surprise.

"Dugu Bo?"

Gu Linyuan narrowed his eyes.

His reaction was swift. He instantly pushed Dugu Yan away and pulled back.

Dugu Bo could have come early or late, but he had chosen this critical moment.

And he had seen that embarrassing scene.

Seeing how furious Dugu Bo was, Gu Linyuan knew he had gotten the wrong idea.

Still, that scene really was easy to misunderstand.

Gu Linyuan had no desire to be casually slapped to death by Dugu Bo.

"Senior Dugu, please listen to my explanation."

"You little bastard. How dare you bully my granddaughter!"

"I'll tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

Soul Power boiled around Dugu Bo, and the entire courtyard was shrouded in his energy.

How hateful.

His granddaughter had somehow been led astray into this state.

It was bad enough in broad daylight, but she was even fooling around with Yiran.

He even suspected that both his own granddaughter and Meng Shu's granddaughter, Yiran, had been hypnotized. Otherwise, how could they have done something so absurd?

He had heard that spiritual-type Soul Masters could hypnotize women and take their chastity without them realizing it. They could even reduce them to pets and make them perform shameless acts.

His granddaughter had always held herself above others, while Meng Yiran had only just arrived in Heaven Dou City.

Only that possibility could explain everything before him.

"Die!"

Dugu Bo roared as he drifted down from the courtyard wall, descending upon Gu Linyuan.

He raised his right palm, and a thick dark-green glow spread across it.

That was no ordinary Soul Power, but poison—the virulent toxic power Dugu Bo had cultivated throughout his life.

Before the palm wind even reached him, its sickly sweet stench had already rushed into his face.

As the foul wind struck him, Gu Linyuan's expression changed drastically.

"Grandfather, don't!"

Dugu Yan rushed forward, trying to stop him.

Gu Linyuan could not die. If anything happened to him, she would not survive either.

"Yanyan, you still dare protect him?"

Dugu Bo grew even angrier.

Dugu Yan moved quickly, but Dugu Bo was faster.

In midair, he changed his palm into a claw and seized Dugu Yan by the back of her collar. He yanked her away like a chick and threw her behind him.

Dugu Yan's body rolled twice through the air before landing unsteadily on the grass beside the courtyard wall.

But she had no time to care. She struggled to her feet, her eyes fixed firmly on the center of the battlefield.

Dugu Bo had already withdrawn much of the force from that strike in order to avoid Dugu Yan.

Yet the remaining force was still enough to shatter the bones and sinews of even a Soul Emperor-level expert.

Dugu Bo struck down with his palm.

Gu Linyuan did not retreat.

It was not that he did not want to, but that he could not.

Dugu Bo was too fast. He was so fast that Gu Linyuan had no time to dodge.

The only thing he could do was meet it head-on. If he tried to flee and lost his momentum, he might truly need his old mother to fish him out.

Gu Linyuan gritted his teeth, raising his left hand and drawing back his right as the Soul Power within him surged forth like a breached flood.

Ancient Tree of Life, appear!

A phantom of an emerald ancient tree emerged behind him.

Its canopy spread like an umbrella, its branches and leaves like jade. A rich life aura surged out like a tide, enveloping his entire body in a gentle green radiance.

It was the power of the Source of Life from the God Realm. Under its protection, his skin became tougher, his bones stronger, and even his internal organs were covered by a thin green membrane.

Scepter of Destruction, appear!

A pitch-black scepter appeared in his right palm out of thin air. Its shaft was dark as ink, while the dark-red gemstone at its tip erupted with dazzling light.

An aura of destruction burst from the scepter, forming a delicate and eerie balance with the aura of life. One was for protection, the other for offense.

Three Soul Rings emerged from the scepter.

Purple, purple, black.

Two purple and one black. Three rings, level thirty-two.

Gu Linyuan raised the Scepter of Destruction and poured all the Destruction Soul Power in his body into it.

The tip of the Scepter of Destruction collided head-on with Dugu Bo's poisonous palm.

"Boom—"

Dark-green poisonous mist and black Power of Destruction exploded in midair, forming an energy sphere several meters across.

Dark green and pitch black swirled across its surface, like some kind of chaos matter compressed to the extreme. Then the energy sphere exploded.

The shockwave spread in all directions, uprooting the old tree in the courtyard.

The bluestone slabs were flung into the air, as if an invisible giant hand had peeled them from the ground. They shattered midair into countless fragments, while dust surged skyward and filled the entire courtyard.

Dugu Yan and Meng Yiran were sent rolling backward several times by the blast, their skirts covered in dirt and grass clippings.

The dust slowly settled.

Dugu Bo stood where he was, his right hand still held in its striking pose. But that hand was trembling slightly—not from injury, but from shock.

He raised his head and looked at the youth across from him.

Gu Linyuan was kneeling on one knee, his left hand braced against the ground and his right still gripping the Scepter of Destruction.

The Ancient Tree of Life swayed gently behind him. Green Power of Life flowed from its canopy into his body like a gentle stream, gradually driving out the poison that had invaded him.

The dark-green traces faded at a visible rate, spreading outward from his chest before being devoured and purified by the Power of Life.

Dugu Bo's eyes suddenly widened.

"What the hell?"

"What Martial Soul is this? It can actually purify my poison." Dugu Bo's pupils constricted.

An ancient tree radiating a life aura—an aura so pure that it resembled the first spark of life at the dawn of creation.

He had lived for nearly a century, yet had never seen such a Martial Soul or felt such an aura. This Martial Soul was far stronger than the Nine Hearts Begonia of the Ye Clan, yet he had never heard of it before.

Then his gaze fell upon the black scepter in Gu Linyuan's hand.

Three Soul Rings slowly revolved around it, one purple and two black.

"What kind of Soul Ring configuration is this? How could a mere Soul Elder possess a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring? No, his second Soul Ring is already ten thousand years old. Does that mean he absorbed a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring when he was only level twenty?"

"And this brat has Twin Martial Souls!"

Dugu Bo's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

He had lived for nearly a century, but he had never heard of such a monstrous genius.

What exactly was his relationship with Yanyan?

If he truly cared for Yanyan, then perhaps a few strange preferences were not unacceptable.

Suddenly.

Dugu Bo felt that what he had just witnessed was not entirely impossible to accept.