Dugu Bo

'Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo!'

With just a glance, Yu Tianshuo recognized the newcomer as a Title Douluo whom no faction on the continent dared to provoke.

While he might not be the strongest among the Title Douluo, his mastery of poison was unrivaled across the continent.

Only the Porcupinefish Douluo, who was completely immune to toxins, and the Chrysanthemum Douluo by the Pope's side could offer any resistance against him.

Seeing such a heaven-sent opportunity fall into his lap, Yu Tianshuo didn't hesitate; he dropped to his knees with a thud and kowtowed.

"Master is above, please accept this disciple's bow!"

Seeing this, Dugu Bo's lips curled into a faint smile.

He stroked his beard gently and asked Yu Tianshuo with great interest, "Clever lad, it seems you recognize me."

Yu Tianshuo looked up, meeting Dugu Bo's emerald-like eyes, and said sincerely.

"Master, this disciple is named Tianshuo. To be honest, I have read your story in books and know that your poison arts are peerless—you are the most dangerous existence in the world to provoke."

Hearing these words, a sense of secret satisfaction welled up in Dugu Bo's heart.

Yet, he remained outwardly humble, merely waving his hand.

"Haha, you flatter me, little one. My poison arts aren't as formidable as those rumors claim. However, your last sentence was quite accurate."

Dugu Bo paused for a moment, then shifted his tone abruptly.

"Alright, little one, there is no need to hide things from me."

"With my experience and insight, I can at least guess that you do not come from an ordinary family."

"In my opinion, your surname should be Yu, right?"

Before the words had even faded, a peerless soul pressure surged toward Yu Tianshuo like a tidal wave.

However, what Dugu Bo did not anticipate was that this immense pressure would stimulate the dragon might hidden within Yu Tianshuo's body.

Soul power rioted within him, gradually forming a golden dragon phantom behind his back.

It opened its maw and let out a dragon roar filled with fury toward Dugu Bo.

He could clearly feel his body and his martial soul beginning to fuse further.

His body also began to undergo drastic changes.

His originally short black hair grew wildly, reaching his waist in the blink of an eye, and its color shifted from black to a dazzling gold.

At the same time, tiny dragon horns began to sprout on his forehead; though not yet prominent, the signs were already visible.

However, Yu Tianshuo couldn't care about these physical changes, for he knew that offending his master was a grave taboo!

After a moment of thought, he came up with an excuse.

"Thank you, Master, for helping this disciple further fuse with my martial soul."

"Regarding my name, it is only because I have a grudge against the Yu family and did not wish to implicate you, Master. It was never my intention to deceive you; please forgive me."

With that, he lowered his head even further, appearing fearful and trembling.

Dugu Bo saw this and his lips curled into a faint, subtle smile.

"Heh, you are a slippery one. Let this matter rest. As for the implication, didn't you just say that I am the most dangerous person on this continent to provoke? What is there to fear?"

Dugu Bo naturally wouldn't be angered by such a trivial matter.

He had only done this to keep Yu Tianshuo in check, so the lad wouldn't think this old veteran was easy to fool.

"Yuan'er, come out and meet your junior brother."

No sooner had Dugu Bo finished speaking than a figure slowly emerged from the nearby bushes.

The man muttered as he walked.

"Dad, can you call me by my full name next time? Calling me that makes me lose face in front of my junior brother."

The man was quite tall, and his hair was even greener than Dugu Bo's.

Hearing their conversation, Yu Tianshuo felt a surge of surprise.

But after a moment of reflection, he had an epiphany.

In the original work, Dugu Yan's father died while Dugu Bo was attempting to break through to Title Douluo.

Although he didn't know the exact timing, based on the current situation, Dugu Bo was still a Soul Douluo, and Dugu Yan was just a two-year-old toddler.

"Smack!"

An unexpected slap interrupted his thoughts.

Turning his head, he saw his senior brother winking at him, seemingly signaling him to follow.

Only then did he realize that his master had already turned and left.

"Junior brother, we're going home, hurry up."

With that, he walked in the direction of Dugu Bo.

"Home, is it?" These three simple words sent ripples deep within his heart.

Without further thought, he quickened his pace to catch up with the two.

Seeing his junior brother catch up, a smile appeared on Dugu Yuan's face, and he began to chat with him enthusiastically.

"Junior brother, just call me Brother Yuan from now on."

"Once we reach Heaven Dou City, if you need anything, just use my name."

"I'll tell you a secret: sometimes, in the eyes of those people, my name works even better than my old man's. Don't tell him, though; that guy is a bit petty."

As Dugu Yuan spoke, he gave a playful wink.

The veins on Dugu Bo's forehead began to bulge; the good mood he had felt from taking on a little genius had faded quite a bit.

However, considering they were brothers bonding, he didn't say anything, merely quickening his pace in silence.

Yu Tianshuo, listening to his senior brother's endless chatter, felt a wave of embarrassment.

Still, he had to give his senior brother some face, so he chimed in with a few words whenever his senior brother reached a high point in his story.

The journey passed amidst the noise and commotion.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Inside Yu Yuanzhen's study, there was a profound silence.

Suddenly, a light knock on the door broke the stillness.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Yu Yuanzhen's voice came from within: "Enter."

A man dressed in night-traveling clothes entered the room and bowed to report.

"Clan Master, we did not find Yu Tianshuo. We followed the footprints from the hole in the side gate, but only found the corpse of a 600-year-old Golden Armored Dragon, and all traces of footprints beyond that point vanished."

After finishing his report, the man lowered his body even further.

This was a failure on the part of the servants; even though the other party had clearly planned this, letting a six-year-old boy escape meant they had lost all face.

"Enough, let this matter rest. All guards will have their pay docked for two months, the captain of the guard for six months, and the end-of-month assessment difficulty will be doubled."

After speaking, Yu Yuanzhen picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Clan Master, what about the escaped Yu Tianshuo?"

As soon as he finished, the man realized he had spoken out of turn.

He saw the teacup in Yu Yuanzhen's hand being crushed to pieces, tea splashing everywhere as the cup shattered.

"Call someone to clean this up, then go receive your punishment."

With that, Yu Yuanzhen stood up and walked away.

He paused only when he reached the door, adding:

"A bastard born to a servant—there is no need to concern yourself with him."

Having said this, his figure vanished from the doorway.