Evolution, Vermilion Bird

"Brother Ye, why did you choose to enter this Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well?"

Releasing his arm, Ning Rongrong looked at Ye Ruilin with curiosity.

"This Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well contains an incredibly powerful force of ice and fire, which is exactly what I need for my cultivation."

Ye Ruilin explained with a light chuckle, his voice gentle.

"Kid, what kind of ability do you possess that allowed you to emerge from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well completely unscathed?"

Dugu Bo stepped forward, eyeing Ye Ruilin curiously, as if trying to see through him.

Even he dared not approach this Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well rashly, let alone enter it.

"Just a minor trick."

"However, Senior, perhaps this time, I have the ability to help you expel a portion of the toxins from your body."

A look of confidence appeared on Ye Ruilin's face.

Ultimate Fire could perfectly incinerate the toxins within Dugu Bo.

Arriving before Dugu Bo, Ye Ruilin's expression was calm and focused.

He raised his palm slightly, and a ball of scorching flames rapidly condensed in his palm, the fire appearing a deep, golden-red.

Under his control, the power of Ultimate Fire appeared incredibly docile; as the flames danced, the surrounding air seemed to twist from the heat.

"Senior, are you ready?"

Ye Ruilin looked at Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo nodded, his expression complex as his eyes remained fixed on the flames in Ye Ruilin's hand.

For some reason, even as a Titled Douluo, he felt a flicker of trepidation in his heart when facing this ball of fire.

"Relax."

Ye Ruilin spoke softly.

Dugu Bo took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and relaxed his body slightly, waiting for Ye Ruilin's next move.

Seeing this, the youth did not hesitate; the ball of golden-red flames drifted slowly from his palm toward Dugu Bo's chest.

The fire capable of burning everything, under Ye Ruilin's control, eerily merged into Dugu Bo's body.

The moment the flames entered Dugu Bo's body, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

Because his martial soul was the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor, his body had been cold for years.

But at this moment, he felt a long-lost warmth.

Under Ye Ruilin's precise control, the Ultimate Fire acted like fine threads, slowly seeping into Dugu Bo's meridians before covering his bones.

The toxins within Dugu Bo seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, quickly being enveloped and incinerated by the flames.

Wisps of black smoke slowly rose from the surface of his skin, carrying a pungent, fishy stench.

Dugu Bo's body trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead.

Yet, the expression on his face became increasingly relaxed.

He could clearly feel the toxins in his body being stripped away bit by bit.

The heavy sensation that had plagued him for years was gradually disappearing.

"Senior, how do you feel?"

As the flames vanished, Ye Ruilin's face turned slightly pale, though his expression remained concerned.

Dugu Bo slowly opened his eyes, a complex look flashing through them.

He could clearly feel his body experiencing an unprecedented sense of lightness and comfort.

His pale complexion seemed to have gained a hint of ruddiness.

"Good... very good!"

The toxins he had tried countless methods to remove had actually been burned out of his body at this moment.

Although it was only a small amount, it allowed him to see hope in the darkness.

"Senior, my strength is currently insufficient; I cannot control the Ultimate Fire for long."

A look of apology flashed across Ye Ruilin's face.

Dugu Bo shook his head hurriedly.

"To be able to do this is already very impressive."

"I can certainly afford to wait for this amount of time."

At this moment, Dugu Bo's mood was unprecedentedly peaceful.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at Ye Ruilin was filled with gratitude.

Standing to the side, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo saw this scene, and a flash of astonishment crossed their eyes.

Could this kid's flames have truly grown this formidable just from a single trip to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well?

Just how many more surprises does this kid have that they know nothing about?

In the distance.

Ma Hongjun's body trembled slightly, his eyelids fluttering before he suddenly snapped them open. A flash of scorching red light crossed his eyes, and his pupils seemed to have turned fire-red in that moment.

"Roar..."

A resonant cry of a Phoenix suddenly rang out. A pair of massive flaming wings erupted from Ma Hongjun's back, burning with intense fire.

The crowd's attention was drawn by this Phoenix cry, and they all turned to look at Ma Hongjun.

The Martial Soul behind Ma Hongjun seemed to have undergone some changes.

The original Phoenix phantom had spread its wings, and every feather looked like a burning flame, crimson hues shimmering with golden light.

The edges of the wings even flickered with searing firelight.

"This, Brother Ye, why do I feel like this guy's Martial Soul is a bit different?"

Ning Rongrong widened her eyes, watching the phantom in the distance in disbelief.

She felt that Ma Hongjun's Martial Soul had changed, yet it still bore a resemblance to the original.

"This is a Vermilion Bird, though it doesn't seem to be the complete form."

"Hongjun's Martial Soul is evolving in the direction of the divine beast Vermilion Bird."

"Could it be that because the Nine Heavens Burning Fire Art contains the seven mansions belonging to the Vermilion Bird, Hongjun unconsciously triggered the Power of the Seven Mansions?"

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Ye Ruilin's face.

The awakened Ma Hongjun's expression shifted from initial confusion to wild joy, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Boss, you will be my boss forever!"

Ma Hongjun's figure moved like a streak of red light, appearing rapidly before Ye Ruilin.

He grabbed Ye Ruilin's shoulders and patted them heavily a few times.

"Hahahaha..."

A burst of unbridled laughter followed.

"Alright, you lucky brat. You actually triggered the power of the Vermilion Bird, and combined with the immortal herb, your Martial Soul has evolved directly toward the Vermilion Bird!"

"However, this isn't the complete form. To fully evolve into a Vermilion Bird, you must completely master the Power of the Seven Mansions."

Ye Ruilin said with a smile.

"Boss, look at my flames!"

Ma Hongjun released a ball of fire, carrying a familiar aura.

Ye Ruilin raised an eyebrow.

Ultimate Fire!

Ma Hongjun's flames had actually evolved from mere Evil Fire into Ultimate Fire.

"This is a decent start. Keep cultivating diligently, and your Martial Soul will surely undergo a complete transformation!"

Hearing Ye Ruilin's words, Ma Hongjun gave a heavy nod.

On the return journey.

Dugu Bo shamelessly joined them.

In Dugu Bo's own words.

Since Ye Ruilin possessed the method to purge the toxins from his body, he naturally had to stay by Ye Ruilin's side.

This was to prevent others from harming Ye Ruilin.

Old Wu saw through this guy's intentions at a glance.

This fellow likely figured that since the Young Master could casually hand out an immortal herb that allowed their Martial Souls to evolve into divine beast Martial Souls, he should stick to the Young Master like glue to build a closer relationship.

Old Wu could also guess Ye Ruilin's thoughts.

Since Ye Ruilin did not refuse Dugu Bo, it meant he had already intended for Dugu Bo to stay by his side.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo once again looked at Ye Ruilin with newfound respect.

This kid already had a Titled Douluo servant by his side.

Now, that servant's Martial Soul had even evolved into a top-tier divine beast Martial Soul.

The combat power of the Sun-Swallowing Heavenly Dog far exceeded that of ordinary divine beast Martial Souls.

If they were to clash, even Sword Douluo himself would have no way to take down Old Wu in a short amount of time.

Now, he had added Dugu Bo, who excelled in the use of poison, to his side.

With this kid's current strength, there were few people in the entire Heaven Dou Empire who would dare to offend him lightly.

After all, not everyone had two Titled Douluos behind them who would strike wherever they were pointed.