The Confused Sea God Poseidon

"I won't think about it anymore."

Wang Dong'er sat cross-legged, her mental energy highly concentrated.

The icy and fiery spiritual energy of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well silently nourished her meridians in rhythm with her breathing.

Guiding the Looking Through Autumn Water Dew with her soul power, she slowly brought it toward her head. She tilted her chin slightly and dripped the essence gathered from the immortal herb's petals into her eyes.

The first sensation was cool and refreshing. As that cooling feeling intensified, Wang Dong'er's mind and thoughts became much clearer.

Within her mental sea, the Sea God's Divine Sense was drawn by the medicinal power of the immortal herb and slowly opened its eyes.

Wang Dong'er's will was pulled into her mental sea uncontrollably. Before she could even feel confused, the Sea God's Light suddenly shone upon her. Under the nourishment of that sacred, gentle divine light, the mental sea beneath her rippled with emerald waves and slowly expanded as if a miracle had descended.

Douluo God Realm, Nameless Star Sea.

Sea God Poseidon, who was exploring the universe and chatting with powerhouses from other planes, suddenly froze.

Gods generally do not have emotions, or at the very least, those emotions do not manifest on their faces.

His expression stiffened. Sensing that incomparably familiar, homologous power from the Douluo Planet, he whipped his head around to look.

That single glance spanned thousands of light-years and landed accurately upon Wang Dong'er.

The aura, which rivaled the Sea God's divine position—or perhaps even surpassed it—left him incomparably shocked, his golden pupils trembling incessantly.

If he was the Sea God, then what was he to her?

The absorption of the Looking Through Autumn Water Dew went exceptionally smoothly. During the process, Wang Dong'er's mental energy also rose to a level she could not even estimate.

Opening her eyes again, the first thing she noticed was a handsome middle-aged man beside the Yin-Yang Well.

Before she could feel confused, the man spoke first: "Finished absorbing? I can feel that your aura is like a different person compared to a few days ago. It seems the immortal-grade herb has provided you with a massive boost."

Seeing Wang Dong'er's puzzled expression, the middle-aged man began to circulate his soul power in vigilance, then gave a faint, bright, and sunny smile.

"Can't recognize me?"

"Well, after absorbing the detoxifying pill, my strength broke through to the ninety-fourth level, and my appearance returned to my prime. Even Yan Yan didn't recognize who I was at first glance."

As he spoke, he moved his mind, and a strange, dark light flashed from his head to his toes. The handsome man before her transformed back into the appearance Wang Dong'er was familiar with.

Green armor, green hair, and a miserable, cold, wrinkled old face—it was undoubtedly Dugu Bo.

"It's you, Senior. You really gave me a fright." Breathing a sigh of relief, Wang Dong'er asked curiously, "Senior, do you have a special fondness for the color green? Now that the poison is cured, why not restore your hair to a normal color?"

Dugu Bo, caught on a small quirk, shifted his gaze with a guilty conscience.

"I've long been used to it. If I suddenly changed back to a normal color, even I wouldn't be able to adapt."

"It's the same with my appearance. I prefer it this way; it makes me look more like a grandfather. I, Dugu Bo, am not like those weirdos who are sixty or seventy years old yet still wear the face of a twenty-year-old to deceive themselves."

"Senior really has a unique attitude." Wang Dong'er gave Dugu Bo a thumbs-up, then immediately asked with curiosity.

"By the way, Senior, how is Senior Sister Dugu?"

"Yan Yan and Ye Lingling are currently absorbing their immortal herbs."

"Aren't you guarding them?"

"They have both stabilized and are just absorbing the remaining medicinal power. Besides, Ye Lingling's grandfather, Ye Renxin, is there, so I don't need to worry about the rest."

Dugu Bo said.

"I came back because I was curious about your situation. Seeing that you've finished absorbing successfully, I can rest easy."

After speaking, Dugu Bo took the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch from his waist. With a thought, a nearly three-meter-long soul beast with light attributes, roughly fourteen hundred years old, was dumped heavily onto the ground. It lay there gasping for air, its tongue lolling out, on the verge of death.

"I heard from Yan Yan that your martial soul is the Radiant Goddess Butterfly, which has light attributes."

"This Sunlight Beast is about fourteen hundred years old, which is just right for your third soul ring. I picked it up on the way here; hurry up and absorb it."

Wang Dong'er shook her head.

"You don't like this soul beast? You girl really don't know what's good for you. Light-attribute soul beasts are rare to begin with, and the Sunlight Beast is considered one of the best among them."

Dugu Bo let out a sigh.

"Fine, fine. If you don't like it, I'll take you to find a better one."

"I've heard that the Angel Martial Soul inherited by the Qian Family of Spirit Hall primarily targets the 'Holy Light Unicorn' for their soul rings."

"I've only heard of this soul beast, but the soul beasts the Qian Family hunts for the Angel Martial Soul must be the ones most compatible with its light attributes."

"Let's set off for the Star Dou Great Forest immediately and try our luck."

Wang Dong'er shook her head again. To prevent Dugu Bo from thinking her standards were too high or that she was too difficult to please, she quickly spoke up.

"Senior, you've misunderstood. It's not that I don't like the Sunlight Beast you brought for me; it's just that its age is too low."

"After absorbing the immortal-grade herb, my physical body and mental energy have received an unimaginable boost."

Wang Dong'er paused, resting her chin on her right hand, and continued after a moment of thought.

"I conservatively estimate that for my third soul ring, absorbing one that is seven or eight thousand years old won't be a problem."

"So that's how it is. I thought you were looking down on it, but it turns out that was the reason." Dugu Bo didn't react at first, but once he repeated the age of the spirit ring Wang Dong'er had mentioned, he suddenly froze in place. It took several seconds before he let out a shocked cry.

"What did you say?"

"Seven or eight thousand years?"

"Can immortal-grade herbs really defy the heavens and change fate?" Wang Dong'er spread her hands, her expression indifferent, as if absorbing a spirit ring beyond one's limit were the most ordinary thing in the world.

Dugu Bo naturally didn't believe it. If it were true, these immortal-grade herbs wouldn't just be defying the heavens and changing fate; they would be on a level even higher than... than bringing the dead back to life and perfecting their physical forms.

It would be like a god descending to earth, performing an indescribable miracle.

To make Dugu Bo believe her words, Wang Dong'er took the initiative to let him examine her physical condition.

With an inspection from Dugu Bo, a level 94 Titled Douluo, Wang Dong'er finally learned the true extent of her mental and physical strength.

Never mind a seven or eight-thousand-year spirit ring; even a ten-thousand-year spirit ring would be no problem at all.

Her physical body could withstand the energy of a fifteen to sixteen-thousand-year spirit ring, though her mental power... was only on par with an ordinary Spirit King.

With the facts laid out before him, Dugu Bo accepted the truth in shock.

"Then... if Yan Yan and Ye Lingling consume immortal-grade herbs, will they also be able to increase their physical strength and mental power like you, and thereby achieve the ability to absorb spirit rings beyond their limits?"

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