Lin Yuan's Nine Nether Beast Bloodline! Yu Xiaogang's Fear!

Lin Yuan could not be bothered to waste even half a sentence on this stray dog.

He turned around, his gaze landing directly on Dugu Bo.

"Senior Poison, stop listening to his nonsense."

"Go find a snake-type Soul Beast in the vicinity that is over five hundred years old. It must be one with potent venom; bring it back to help your granddaughter absorb it."

Dugu Bo did not hesitate in the slightest after hearing this.

Having witnessed the miracle of a thousand-year first soul ring, he already held a profound sense of trust in Lin Yuan.

"Good lad, you have guts! This old man is off!"

As soon as the words left his lips, green soul power surged violently from Dugu Bo's body, and he darted into the depths of the dense forest with a swoosh.

As a Title Douluo, catching a multi-hundred-year Soul Beast on the outskirts of the Soul Hunting Forest was simpler than eating or drinking.

A shrill, miserable hiss echoed from deep within the woods, followed by large flocks of birds being startled into the air.

The terrifying pressure of a Title Douluo flashed and vanished, signaling that the hunt was already over.

It had taken no more than a moment.

Accompanied by the thunderous roar of snapping trees, Dugu Bo returned as quickly as he had left.

He dragged a massive python with one hand and slammed it heavily onto the clearing in front of everyone.

The python possessed nine heads of varying sizes and was covered in purple-black scales, emitting a pungent, fishy stench.

This was a highly venomous Nine-Headed Serpent Soul Beast; judging by its length and the luster of its scales, it had at least six hundred years of cultivation.

"This one will do!" Dugu Bo clapped the dust off his hands, clearly satisfied with the prey he had brought back.

Seeing the dying six-hundred-year-old Nine-Headed Serpent on the ground, Yu Xiaogang was scared out of his wits.

He immediately stepped forward, spreading his arms wide to block Dugu Yan firmly behind him.

"Stop! You absolutely cannot do this!"

"Senior Poison, you are harming your granddaughter! A six-hundred-year-old poison-attribute Soul Beast—this severely violates the limits of my theories!"

"If she absorbs this soul ring, her meridians will surely shatter and she will die. Even if she miraculously survives, she will be crippled by the backlash of that terrifying snake venom! She must not absorb it!"

However, this time, no one bothered to pay attention to his frantic clamoring.

Dugu Bo let out a cold snort, and a wave of formidable soul power sent Yu Xiaogang stumbling backward until he landed hard on the muddy ground.

Dugu Yan did not even glance at Yu Xiaogang on the ground.

She took a deep breath and turned to look at Lin Yuan.

Facing this ferocious six-hundred-year-old Soul Beast, she still felt a small amount of nervousness in her heart.

Lin Yuan met Dugu Yan's gaze, his expression calm as he gave a slight nod.

That look of certainty was like a shot of adrenaline, instantly dispelling the last of Dugu Yan's hesitation.

Dugu Yan immediately clenched her small fists with determination.

"Grandfather, cripple this Soul Beast; I want to absorb its soul ring!"

Several blades of sickly green poison gas whistled through the air, precisely severing the Nine-Headed Serpent's vital points.

Dugu Yan then dealt the finishing blow, and the six-hundred-year-old Soul Beast, already on the brink of death, lost its life completely before it could even struggle.

A dense purple soul ring rose slowly from the serpent's corpse, hovering in mid-air and radiating a violent, dangerous aura of toxins.

Dugu Yan took a deep breath, walked straight to the front of the soul ring, and sat down cross-legged.

The young girl formed a seal with her hands, and her Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul instantly manifested behind her, causing a mist of poison with a sweet, fishy scent to spread outward.

She closed her eyes, using her soul power to guide the purple soul ring in mid-air.

As the purple light flickered, the soul ring settled steadily onto her Martial Soul.

However, this was, after all, a six-hundred-year-old highly venomous Soul Beast.

The situation became extremely unfavorable the moment she began the absorption.

Dugu Yan's fair, delicate face flushed bright red instantly, and large beads of sweat broke out on her forehead, sliding down her cheeks.

She bit her lip tightly, her slender body trembling uncontrollably under the violent energy impact.

The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul let out an uneasy hiss, and two streams of poison gas—one red and one purple—entangled and clashed wildly around her; it was clear that the residual violent energy of the Soul Beast was resisting the absorption.

Seeing his granddaughter in such agony, Dugu Bo's heart leaped into his throat.

He clenched his hands into fists and subconsciously took half a step forward, a ball of gentle green soul power already gathering in his palm, ready to forcibly interrupt the absorption process to save his granddaughter's life.

Standing to the side, Yu Xiaogang took in everything.

His face, which had been ashen due to Hu Liena's success, finally regained some color, and a surge of irrepressible glee welled up in his heart.

Yu Xiaogang immediately straightened his back, clasped his hands behind him, and resumed his high-and-mighty "Master" persona.

"You see! I said it before—the limit for a first soul ring must never be broken!"

Yu Xiaogang shouted from the sidelines, his tone dripping with mockery and sarcasm.

"A six-hundred-year poison-attribute spirit ring? This is nothing short of suicide! Forcibly absorbing a ring that violates my core theories will result in a nine-in-ten chance of death."

He pointed a finger at Hu Liena, who was standing quietly to the side, his expression filled with extreme disdain.

"That little girl just had a stroke of incredible dumb luck, stumbling upon a weak, mutated fox. Do you actually take such a low-probability accident and treat it as the norm?"

"Senior Poison, hurry and make her stop! If you strike to disperse the spirit ring now, you might still be able to save your precious granddaughter's life!"

The more Yu Xiaogang spoke, the more agitated he became, spittle flying as he fully believed he could finally prove his invincible theory once again.

These snide, grating words fell into the ears of Dugu Bo like oil on a fire.

Dugu Bo was already burning with anxiety over his granddaughter's crisis; how could he possibly tolerate the incessant noise of this trash?

He whipped his head around, his eyes glowing with a green light as he locked onto Yu Xiaogang, his killing intent erupting without the slightest restraint.

The formidable pressure of a Titled Douluo descended like Mount Tai, causing the surrounding leaves to rustle violently in the sudden gale.

"Dare to say one more word, and this old man will sew your mouth shut right now!"

Dugu Bo barked a harsh reprimand, and the tangible, oppressive weight of his gaze made Yu Xiaogang's legs go weak, nearly causing him to collapse to the ground again.

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly clamped his mouth shut, not daring to even draw a full breath, though his murky eyes remained fixed on Dugu Yan, desperately wishing to see her explode into a bloody mess.

At this moment, Dugu Yan had reached the most dangerous, critical juncture.

The tyrannical, lingering consciousness of the six-hundred-year Nine-Headed Serpent had manifested as an illusory, multi-headed purple viper, crazily tearing through Dugu Yan's mental world in an attempt to devour the human cub trying to control it.

Just as Dugu Yan was on the verge of collapse.

Lin Yuan's expression remained unchanged as he stepped forward, arriving at Dugu Yan's side.

He did not need to summon his full martial soul; he merely shifted his intent.

The power of the Nine Nether Beast hidden deep within his bloodline was instantly ignited.

An ink-black shadow spread from beneath his feet, and accompanying this shadow was the terrifying bloodline aura of an ancient fierce beast—a presence that stood above all time and suppressed the heavens.

This aura was not violent, yet it carried an absolute, innate dominance that stood above all living things.

The moment this beastly bloodline pressure appeared, the rampaging phantom of the Nine-Headed Serpent suddenly froze.

It was as if a lowly ant had encountered a god from the nine heavens.

The Nine-Headed Serpent's meager, lingering consciousness couldn't even muster a thought of resistance before it crumbled instantly under the crushing weight of this power, transforming into pure energy that thoroughly merged into Dugu Yan's body.

The originally chaotic purple light instantly turned docile, flowing steadily through Dugu Yan's meridians.