Aromatic Silk Beauty

The conversation concluded, and Su Yun Tao and Yang Wudi settled into the luxurious guest rooms of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Su Yun Tao held a gift box as he knocked on the door of Yang Wudi's room next door.

"Little Friend Su, why have you come?" Yang Wudi asked with a hint of lethargy; he had been traveling for the past two days and was indeed quite exhausted.

Su Yun Tao walked into the room and placed the gift box onto the guest table.

"Little Friend Su, this is?"

Su Yun Tao smiled. "The thing you wanted."

Yang Wudi's burly frame jolted, his eyes flashing with intense brilliance as he hurriedly opened the box.

Instantly, a faint, refreshing fragrance permeated every corner of the room.

Inside lay a strange, pale pink flower with no leaves, a three-foot-long stem, and a diameter of over a foot.

"Aromatic Silk Beauty!" Yang Wudi exclaimed, his expression exceptionally agitated as he cradled the box, unable to put it down.

"Little Friend Su," Yang Wudi said, clutching the Aromatic Silk Beauty tightly. "What is the meaning of this?"

Su Yun Tao smiled. "Nothing much. I simply believe that Clan Head Yang will be able to cure the poison, so I am paying the reward in advance."

Yang Wudi asked suspiciously, "It's that simple?"

Su Yun Tao spread his hands. "What else? If you don't want it, you can give it back to me."

"No, no, no!" At this moment, Yang Wudi was as excited as an eighty-one-year-old child.

"Clan Head Yang, you should consume this Aromatic Silk Beauty as soon as possible. Who knows, you might even be able to break through to become a Titled Douluo."

Yang Wudi nodded solemnly. Just as it is impossible to break through level thirty after the age of thirty, if a Soul Douluo cannot reach level ninety before the age of seventy, they will be stuck at the bottleneck of level eighty-nine for the rest of their life.

In the ten thousand years of history, those who became Titled Douluo after the age of seventy were few and far between; every one of them was someone who had encountered a great opportunity.

The reason Yang Wudi was still only at level eighty-two after ten years was not just his obsession with alchemy, but primarily because he was advanced in age and destined to never reach the Titled Douluo realm. Since he was destined never to reach level ninety, he could naturally afford to cultivate slowly.

The Aromatic Silk Beauty before him could change all of that. Once consumed, he would not only be immune to all poisons and capable of refining various toxins and pills, but it would also improve his constitution, cleanse his marrow, and restore his hope of becoming a Titled Douluo!

Yang Wudi took out a delicate blade, made a light incision in the center of the Aromatic Silk Beauty's stamen, and tilted his head back to drink the drops of transparent purple liquid flowing from it.

As the essence flowed away, the Aromatic Silk Beauty gradually withered. After about three minutes, it was completely dead. By this time, Yang Wudi looked significantly younger; the immortal herb had not only improved his constitution but also instantly boosted his soul power level to the peak of level eighty-two.

"Little Friend Su!" Yang Wudi said, incredibly excited. "Great kindness needs no thanks. If you ever have need of me, just give the word. I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

Su Yun Tao smiled. "Clan Head Yang, let's not be so formal. Why don't I call you Old Yang, and you can just call me Yun Tao?"

"Good!" Yang Wudi laughed heartily. "It's settled! Rest assured, Yun Tao, I will definitely cleanse Dugu Bo's poison thoroughly and clearly!"

Night had completely fallen. Although the vast Heaven Dou Royal Academy was brightly lit, it had become very quiet.

Suddenly, an old man in magnificent robes descended from the sky. A large, emerald-green snake coiled around him, then began to turn transparent. In the blink of an eye, the snake vanished completely. Clearly, this was his martial soul, and his identity was obvious: he was the Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo, nicknamed the "Douluo Head-Hunter," walked into the VIP building of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

"Where is Su Yun Tao staying!" Dugu Bo asked coldly.

The staff member at the VIP building only had to glance at Dugu Bo once before trembling in fear at the aura he exuded.

"Senior, he is in Room 1."

Hearing this, Dugu Bo began to walk forward slowly. To the shock of the staff, Dugu Bo's figure began to blur before their eyes, and no matter how much they blinked, the effect remained.

Inside the room, Su Yun Tao and Yang Wudi opened their eyes; both had sensed a powerful presence approaching.

Su Yun Tao had sensed it even earlier than Yang Wudi. Aside from his attack power, Yang Wudi had weaknesses in every other area. Although Su Yun Tao was only at level sixty, the enhancement from his hundred-thousand-year soul ring and soul bone meant his spirit was far superior to other soul masters of his level. Combined with the mental enhancement from the Eternal Illusion Demon Flower, Su Yun Tao's mental power was now even stronger than that of an average Soul Douluo!

Dugu Bo's mental perception detected no fluctuations in Room 1, so he walked a few steps further and pushed open the door to Room 2.

An old man with a goatee and a handsome young man who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old came into his view.

"Are you Yang Wudi?" Dugu Bo asked.

"That's right, I am Yang Wudi."

"And where is that Su Yun Tao who claims to be a person of destiny?"

Su Yun Tao replied, "I am."

"You!" Dugu Bo said disdainfully. "Stop with the tricks. You, a Soul..."

Two yellow, two purple, and one black soul ring suddenly appeared before Dugu Bo's eyes. Dugu Bo remained calm and dismissive, though his fingers twitched slightly behind his back.

Dugu Bo's expression remained unmoved, maintaining the demeanor of a peerless expert as he walked toward Su Yun Tao without haste.

Yang Wudi's eyes narrowed as he glanced at Su Yun Tao. Su Yun Tao smiled and spread his hands, so Yang Wudi did not intervene.

Dugu Bo grabbed Su Yun Tao's wrist with his right hand and squeezed with slight force. Suddenly, his pupils contracted, the expression on his face froze, and his body trembled slightly.

"Fourteen years old?" Dugu Bo muttered in disbelief. "A fourteen-year-old Soul King?"

Su Yun Tao smiled. "What? Old Poison, do you want to test it again?"

Hearing this, Dugu Bo squeezed his hands again. Clearly, due to his distraction, he used much more force this time, but given Su Yun Tao's current physical constitution, this amount of force was nothing.

Dugu Bo felt that the world was full of strangeness and absurdity; a fourteen-year-old Soul King was standing alive before him.

"Little monster, you really are a little monster!"

"Old Poison," Su Yun Tao said calmly, "there will always be incredible things happening in this world."

Dugu Bo snapped back to his senses, his brows furrowing. "Su Yun Tao, for us to be meeting for the first time, addressing this old man in such a manner is hardly appropriate, is it?"

Su Yun Tao laughed. "Old Poison, you and I have known each other in spirit for a long time; you will get used to it in the future."

(An additional chapter added temporarily for book friend Ran Xixi is Little Mairan.)