Dual God Inheritance May Not Be Impossible

The two of them wandered through the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well without much of a destination.

Dugu Bo had yet to obtain a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, so the treatment could not proceed for the time being.

Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones were incredibly rare; their appearance on the continent was enough to make soul masters fight until they were battered and bloody, and Title Douluo were no exception.

To seek out an empire or a major sect to trade for a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, the price would undoubtedly be astronomical.

Dugu Bo pondered ways to acquire a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone.

Lin Chuan watched the show lazily from the sidelines.

Dugu Bo and Chrysanthemum Pass were essentially enemies; due to past conflicts, they now found each other eyesores.

Furthermore, Martial Soul Hall had invited Dugu Bo to join them time and again in the past, only to be rejected each time, which showed that he did not like Martial Soul Hall and even harbored resentment toward it.

His initial condition had been for the other party to follow him for three years; he did not truly crave for Dugu Bo to join Martial Soul Hall.

No one was willing to make an investment that offered no returns and yielded no visible results.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, as they neared the bamboo house, Lin Chuan spoke first:

"The deal proceeds as normal. You cannot restrict my freedom, but you need not worry about me running off."

"Go and secure that soul bone first; I will stay here for one or two months."

"If you haven't obtained it by then, I will have to leave, but you can find me at the courtyard by the west gate of Suotuo City."

Suddenly, the peerless pressure of a Title Douluo descended, spreading in all directions.

Lin Chuan felt his feet sink, but the momentum radiating from his own body quickly countered this Title Douluo pressure.

To put it bluntly:

Dugu Bo no longer possessed the qualifications to negotiate with him on equal footing.

Having essentially taken all the opportunities within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he could leave whenever he pleased; Dugu Bo could not stop him.

There would be no repeat of the original story, where Tang San treated Dugu Bo and his granddaughter's poison in exchange for only three promises.

He did not covet the three-year service of a Title Douluo.

The fact that he hadn't cleaned the place out and vanished already showed his magnanimity.

Although Lin Chuan did not voice these harsh words, his actions expressed everything.

Sensing the other party persistently resisting his pressure, Dugu Bo understood his own predicament.

His advantages were being stripped away bit by bit; if the relationship remained this stiff, it would simply be to his own detriment.

But he was still furious!

The shameless scoundrel beside him made his chest feel tight and his breath short.

If circulating his soul power didn't accelerate the poison's spread through his body, he would have truly wanted to intimidate the boy to maintain his own dignity.

Utterly helpless, he could only watch as the other party danced upon his face.

"Hmph!"

Dugu Bo let out an angry snort and flicked his sleeves as he departed.

Lin Chuan stood calmly in place, a casual smile hanging on his face.

In this confrontation, Dugu Bo had weakened by three points, meaning their future interactions would be perfectly balanced.

The days that followed fell into a peaceful cycle.

Day after day, Lin Chuan sat cross-legged beside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, his entire form enveloped by rising mist, appearing and disappearing from view.

Over this month and a half, Lin Chuan selected the auxiliary herbs needed to purge the toxins from Dugu Bo's body.

He kept the necessary Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma, Lovesick Heartbreak Red, Aromatic Silk Beauty, Blood Swan Kiss, Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid, Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, Mystic Night Frost Grass, Cave Underworld Grass...

The remaining Immortal Herb or spirit herbs were all shoved to Giratina to help refine them.

Some of the ones he kept were the Immortal Herb from the original story, while others were merely at the spirit herb level.

Their effects were all for strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence; since he no longer needed them himself, he kept them to nurture others.

In just one month, thanks to Giratina's refinement, the pure energy fed back to him was sufficient.

His original level 75 soul power had risen to level 77 during this month.

As Lin Chuan continued his cultivation, the trace of restriction remaining in his body became shaky and unstable under the absorption of the pure energy.

Sensing that his stable soul power showed signs of another breakthrough, Lin Chuan desperately drove his Soul Core.

A vortex appeared within his dantian, and a massive suction force emerged, swallowing all the surrounding heaven and earth energy.

The fluctuations of soul power within his body grew increasingly violent, accompanied by the pure energy fed back by Giratina.

In an instant, with Lin Chuan as the center, the previously calm space around him rippled as if a water droplet had fallen into it.

"Clang--!"

A powerful, massive sword hum resonated in his ears.

A phantom of a long sword, blood-red throughout, with a strange design and emitting a terrifying baleful aura, tore through the void and drilled straight into Lin Chuan's mind.

The entire sequence was completed in the blink of an eye.

Beside him, Giratina, who had been slumbering peacefully, suddenly snapped its eyes open. Its gaze was chilling, radiating a tyrannical aura as it let out a thunderous roar.

At this moment, within the sea of consciousness.

A pair of terrifying, blood-red eyes emerged from the chaotic firmament, staring unblinkingly at the young man who stood below, gazing up with a solemn expression.

"Very well."

The voice seemed to echo from the dawn of time, majestic and solemn, tinged with a hint of hoarseness.

"To be a Spirit Saint at such an age—I must call your talent 'terrifying'."

"I am the Asura God, the Enforcer of the God Realm. You have the qualifications to become my successor!"

Lin Chuan looked calmly at the crimson longsword hovering before him and replied indifferently:

"Then I shall reluctantly accept becoming your successor."

Hearing this, the Asura God let out a laugh, seemingly amused.

"Very good. I like your arrogant nature."

As the Enforcer of the God Realm, he quite favored Lin Chuan's bold, decisive, and calm personality.

He had been observing the boy for several months, and his talent was exactly to his liking.

More importantly, there was the anomaly regarding the fortune of Douluo Planet.

And as far as he could discern, the culprit behind this shift in fortune was the person standing before him.

So much so that the fortune originally bet by the world's will upon the destined child of fortune had been stripped away.

The inheritance methods he had laid out for the child of fortune had also been snatched away by this person first, which was what had caught his attention.

As it happened, he loved this kind of situation—he loved seeing someone seize from others to strengthen themselves!

The Asura God was not one to dawdle, and he stated:

"Since you have agreed, I shall bestow upon you the Asura inheritance!"

The grand voice reverberated throughout the sea of consciousness.

As the words fell, the Asura Sword before Lin Chuan seemed to activate a certain formation. Red light flashed within, only to be replaced by purple-black in the next second.

"Oh?" The Asura God's voice sounded in surprise. "You are a reincarnator from the God Realm!?"

"No, that's not right. What kind of divine position is this? It actually possesses the laws of the world!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Chuan also looked at the Asura Sword in front of him with a puzzled and confused gaze.

The formation it had originally activated was being tightly enveloped by another force.

Under the curious prodding of the Asura God, the Asura Sword's formation was suddenly encased by a translucent, dim sphere.

The Asura Sword was locked down by countless chains of world laws, and pitch-black, viscous, eerie matter began to crawl all over it.

The matter and laws within were infecting the Asura inheritance, causing the Asura God, who had been watching the show, to become surprised and flustered.

He could sense his own inheritance being assimilated, on the verge of becoming someone else's wedding dress.

"I have never seen such a divine position?"

After observing carefully, the Asura God muttered in surprise, but quickly reacted and said:

"Your Excellency, why not come out and talk? A dual-god inheritance is not necessarily impossible."