Encountering Dugu Bo on the Road

Ye Xunfeng sensed someone watching him and looked up at the passing carriage, but by the time he looked over, the curtain had already fallen.

"Where are we going next?" After leaving the city gates, Ah Yin lightly tapped Ye Xunfeng.

"You're still too weak. Do you want to go to an academy, or follow me?" Ye Xunfeng asked after hesitating for a moment.

"I don't want to go to an academy, Brother Ye. Don't leave me behind." Ah Yin spoke with a wronged expression.

Ye Xunfeng hesitated and paused for a while before saying, "But what I plan to do next may be dangerous. You..."

"Whatever Brother Ye wants to do, I'll go with you. You saved me back then, didn't you? And I'm not an ordinary Blue Silver Grass Soul Master. I'm the Blue Silver Emperor. I can heal your injuries—I'm a very powerful life-type support Soul Master." Ah Yin stared at him with wide eyes, looking pitiful.

Ye Xunfeng fell silent for a long time, then nodded. "I plan to head to some remote cities later and take on missions to kill evil soul beasts or Fallen Soul Masters. You..."

Seeing Ye Xunfeng's hesitation, Ah Yin knew he wanted to send her to an academy again. She had no desire to attend one. How could she, the emperor of the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Grass soul beasts, possibly go to an academy?

"I want to follow you. I'm not afraid, and I won't hold you back." Ah Yin looked at Ye Xunfeng stubbornly, gripping his sleeve tightly.

Ye Xunfeng nodded.

The two traveled through the wilderness for quite some time, walking and resting as they went. They traveled by day, made camp at night, and cultivated in the wild.

Ye Xunfeng's cultivation advanced rapidly. He could clearly feel that his Soul Power seemed ready to break through once more at any moment.

At that moment, in the Worship Hall of Spirit City.

"Grand Pontiff, this is an urgent letter delivered by the branch hall master in Heaven Dou City. It bears a seal and says that only the Grand Pontiff himself may open it." The messenger knelt on the ground and spoke respectfully to the golden-haired, golden-eyed man before him.

That golden-haired, golden-eyed man was none other than Grand Pontiff Qian Daoliu. He stood beneath the Angel Statue, looking down at the Soul Master who had delivered the letter.

"Bring it here." Qian Daoliu used Soul Power to draw the letter up, letting it slowly float through the air before it landed in his hand. "You may leave."

After bowing, the messenger respectfully withdrew.

"Big Brother, why did Heaven Dou City send the letter here? Under normal circumstances, shouldn't it have been sent to the Pope Palace?" Green Phoenix Douluo, the Third Worship, asked with a puzzled expression.

"I don't know either. I didn't assign him any special task. Let's read it first." Qian Daoliu gently used Soul Power to open the letter.

At first, Qian Daoliu merely glanced at it casually. Then he suddenly froze, his expression turning incredulous before shifting into sudden realization.

"So that's how it is. No wonder it had to be delivered to me." Qian Daoliu's brows knit tightly, and the letter was instantly shattered into powder by his Soul Power.

"Big Brother, did something happen?" Second Worship immediately asked when he noticed that Qian Daoliu's expression was off.

With a sweep of Qian Daoliu's Soul Power, the doors of the Elder Hall were instantly sealed shut.

"I may have another child living out there," Qian Daoliu said with an ugly expression. "And this child being out there may very well be connected to Qian Xunji."

"Big Brother, if you ask me, you never should have passed the position of Pope to that boy. His intentions were crooked from childhood. How could he possibly bear the responsibility of being Pope?" Golden Crocodile Douluo sighed.

"I thought that since his intentions were crooked and his cultivation wasn't good enough, I might as well let him settle down and leave descendants for Spirit Hall. But I never expected..." Qian Daoliu slowly shook his head.

"Big Brother, don't be so hasty in reaching a conclusion. What if the one who resembles you isn't your son? Right?" Light Feather Douluo shrugged, looking unconcerned.

"Yes, Big Brother, don't jump to conclusions yet," Green Phoenix Douluo added. "Why not wait until you've dealt with everything, then go confirm it yourself?"

"Mm." Qian Daoliu nodded, then continued praying to the Angel God.

Meanwhile, Ye Xunfeng was sitting in the wilderness with several Soft Bone Rabbits in his hands, continuously washing and gutting them.

Ah Yin looked at the Soft Bone Rabbits excitedly and slowly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Usually, Soft Bone Rabbits ate their Blue Silver Grass. Now that she had taken human form, she could finally eat Soft Bone Rabbits.

Ah Yin's eyes were filled with excitement.

After finishing the preparations, Ye Xunfeng looked at Ah Yin awkwardly and asked, "Do you know how to cook rabbits?"

Ah Yin blinked and met Ye Xunfeng's gaze.

The two smiled awkwardly at each other. Clearly, neither of them knew how.

"Young friends, could I borrow a fire from you?" A green-clad figure slowly approached with a teenage boy in tow.

Ye Xunfeng looked up at the newcomer and suddenly smiled. "Please, have a seat."

What he had searched high and low for had come to him without effort.

The future Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.

But judging by the child in his arms, he had probably not yet broken through to the Titled Douluo realm.

After all, if he had already become a Titled Douluo, he should not have reacted to Ah Yin like this.

"May I ask who you are, Senior?"

"I am Dugu Bo, an eighty-third-level Soul Douluo." Dugu Bo did not look down on them because they were children. Instead, he spoke very amicably. "This is my son, Dugu Xin."

"I am Ye Xunfeng, a seventy-seventh-level Soul Saint," Ye Xunfeng said with a smile. "That is my sworn younger sister, Ah Yin."

"Brother Ye, you look so young, yet you have already achieved so much. What remarkable talent!" Dugu Bo said.

"You flatter me." Ye Xunfeng smiled, then lifted the cleaned rabbits and asked somewhat sheepishly, "Brother Dugu, do you know how to roast rabbit?"

"Of course he does. My dad roasts food really well," Dugu Xin said excitedly, but after only a few words, he began coughing violently.

Ye Xunfeng instinctively wanted to step forward and help, but after considering that the boy's father was right there, he stopped himself.

"Is he all right?" Ye Xunfeng asked with concern. He remembered that, in the original story, Dugu Bo's son seemed to have died young because of his martial soul's poison.

"Alas, it's an old problem. We've sought help from many people, but none of them could do anything." Dugu Bo shook his head helplessly and patted Dugu Xin's back, hoping to ease his breathing.

After a moment of silence, Ye Xunfeng looked around to make sure no one else was nearby, then slowly stood. "Could you let me take a look and see whether I can treat him?"

Dugu Bo replied without the slightest hesitation, "Of course. But, little brother, you'd best not hold out hope that he can be cured. This is a family inheritance, passed down generation after generation."