Chance Encounter with Dugu Bo and His Son!

Why?!

On what grounds?!

It's all because of Luo Sanpao! Why is it that his can devour spirit beasts, absorb rings beyond its level, and possess such terrifying spirit skills? Why is it that he gets all the praise, all the resources, and all the attention?

And I, Yu Xiaogang, am destined to be nothing but trash, a joke—someone even my own father refuses to spare a second glance?!

Blazing flames of jealousy burned madly in the depths of his eyes, nearly spilling over as they devoured the last remnants of his sanity.

He gripped his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his flesh; blood dripped down between his fingers, yet he remained completely oblivious. He simply stared, his bloodshot, venomous eyes locked onto Yu Tianlong, who was shrouded in light.

That gaze was cold and piercing, like a blade dipped in poison.

I do not know how much time had passed, but the carcass of the Dark-Gold Terrorclaw Bear had vanished completely, not even a scrap of bone remaining.

Little Gold lay contentedly on a patch of exposed bluestone, lazily basking in the dappled sunlight filtering through the gaps in the canopy.

Golden light rippled across its body, and it was visibly a size larger than before entering the forest; the little chubby ball that had been barely half a meter long was now nearly a meter in length, its limbs thicker and sturdier.

Most striking were its front claws. The once rounded, blunt tips had now extended by an inch, turning a dark, metallic gold. They were curved like hooks, their edges razor-sharp, casting a chilling, heart-stopping glint in the light.

A small bump had risen above its forehead, as if something were about to break through the skin, with faint traces of dragon might swirling around it.

"Luo..." Little Gold let out a yawn, revealing teeth that had also become sharp and dense. Its dark-gold eyes were half-closed, wearing a look of lazy, arrogant disdain for all living things, fully fed and satisfied.

Little Silver, perched on Yu Tianlong's shoulder, watched Little Gold "showing off" below, its glass-like eyes filled with defiance.

It leaped down with a "whoosh," trotted over to Little Gold on its short legs, and extended a furry silver paw to pat Little Gold on the head.

"Luo!" (Get up and fight me!)

Little Gold lazily lifted an eyelid, glanced at it, then rolled over to present its backside.

Little Silver was so angry its silver fur stood on end. It circled Little Gold twice, then suddenly opened its mouth, condensing a tiny ice spike in the air and firing it at Little Gold's rear.

"Plop." The ice spike hit the golden fur and shattered into powder, not even leaving a mark.

Little Gold climbed up slowly, shook its fur, and before Little Silver could react, lunged forward and pinned it to the ground.

The two Luo Sanpao, now noticeably different in size, rolled into a ball on the ground, but anyone with eyes could see that Little Silver was completely suppressed.

The flames it spat were swatted away by a single swipe of Little Gold's paw, the frost it condensed was smashed by the other's brute force, and the wind blades it unleashed only made a crisp "ding" sound against the golden fur.

In less than ten rounds, Little Silver was pinned to the ground by Little Gold, belly up and unable to move, capable only of letting out aggrieved "Luo-luo" sounds.

"Alright, alright, stop bullying Little Silver." Yu Tianlong stepped forward to rescue Little Silver from Little Gold's demonic claws.

The moment Little Silver gained its freedom, it dove into his arms, its glass-like eyes brimming with tears. It rubbed its little head hard against his chest, emitting whimpering, accusatory sounds.

Luo-luo-luo! (It bullied me! I want to get stronger too!)

Yu Tianlong couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. He stroked its furry head to soothe it: "Alright, alright, I know, I know. I'll definitely find a way for you to get stronger."

Despite saying that, he felt a bit troubled. Little Gold's path was clear: devour the flesh and spirit rings of spirit beasts, especially powerful ones, and it would grow rapidly.

But what about Little Silver? It needed to absorb elemental energy, and the rarer and more powerful the element, the better.

It could absorb ordinary fire, water, wind, and earth, but the growth was slow—much like how a person can be full from eating plain rice, but it is difficult to build strength quickly on that alone.

"Powerful elemental energy..." A place name surfaced in Yu Tianlong's mind involuntarily: the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

It was an extremely rare treasure land on the Douluo Continent, where two springs—one icy and one hot—existed side by side, gathering the ultimate ice and fire elemental energies.

The area around the well was home to countless rare immortal herbs and spiritual medicines, any one of which would be enough to trigger a scramble in the spirit master world if it appeared in the outside world.

If he could take Little Silver there to absorb energy for a while, let alone getting stronger, it might even evolve directly.

"According to the timeline, the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well should already be occupied by Dugu Bo. However... Dugu Bo shouldn't have reached the Title Douluo level yet; he's likely around the Spirit Douluo stage."

Yu Tianlong pondered secretly, "He only fully occupied that place in his later years; he might have only just discovered it. If I could find a way to get in..."

Just as he was racking his brain on how to make contact with Dugu Bo or find another path to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, a series of intense spirit power collisions erupted from the depths of the dense forest ahead!

"BOOM—!"

"HISSS—!"

The roars of beasts, the sound of snapping trees, and the shouts of humans mingled together, creating a massive commotion that startled countless birds. Judging by the intensity of the spirit power fluctuations, it was at least a ten-thousand-year spirit beast engaged in battle with humans.

"Let's go, take a look." Yu Yuanzhen raised an eyebrow and swept toward the source of the sound first.

Yu Tianlong held Little Silver and followed with Little Gold, while Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and hurriedly chased after them.

Passing through a thicket of thorns, the scene ahead opened up.

It was a clearing carved out by violence; trees within a radius of several dozen meters had been snapped at the waist or uprooted, the ground was covered in gullies and scorch marks, and the air was thick with the smell of blood and the distinct, pungent musk of snakes.

In the center of the clearing, a giant, emerald-green snake over ten meters long lay prone. Its head had been nearly severed by some sharp attack, held on by only a sliver of skin, and its body was ruptured in multiple places; its life force was extinguished.

Above the snake's corpse, a deep black spirit ring was slowly rotating and solidifying.

A ten-thousand-year spirit ring.

Beside the snake carcass, a young man in his early thirties sat cross-legged, eyes closed, face pale, sweat beading on his forehead—he was clearly exerting all his effort to absorb that ten-thousand-year spirit ring.

He wore dark green battle gear, and his hair was also dark green. His features bore a slight resemblance to someone else, but he was younger, his brow carrying an air of arrogance that was currently replaced by pain and strain.

Standing beside the youth was a man of about fifty.

The man was tall and lean with prominent cheekbones, his long, dark green hair draped over his shoulders. He possessed a sinister and cold temperament, looking like someone not to be trifled with, and his aura was formidable.

He stood with his hands behind his back, watching the youth absorbing the spirit ring with a seemingly calm expression, but his slightly tensed shoulders and occasionally flickering eyes betrayed his inner tension and concern.