Bloodline Origin!

The setting sun faded, and twilight soaked the entire secluded valley.

Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back, his gaunt figure silhouetted against the evening breeze. His long, emerald-green hair drifted with the mist, and those eyes—which had seen through the world's malice and grown cold and indifferent—were now locked firmly onto the youth's back, the shock and suspicion in their depths nearly impossible to hide.

He had been observing for a long time. From dawn until dusk, he had remained hidden in the shadows of the valley, quietly watching Luo Qiusheng wander through the entire poison garden.

One had to understand that for an ordinary spirit master, stepping into this valley filled with exotic poisons made it difficult enough to even steady one's mind to deduce pharmacology, let alone avoid having their spirit power stagnate from the encroaching toxic fumes.

Even his own granddaughter, Dugu Yan, who had practiced poison arts since childhood and stayed by his side, was someone he dared not bring here.

But Luo Qiusheng was entirely different.

The youth walked among the myriad poisons as if on flat ground. As his fingertips brushed against lethal vines and heart-rotting herbs, he showed no signs of poisoning; instead, he seemed to guide the toxic energy of the flora to circulate on its own, grooming the soil of the medicinal garden.

Even the toxic herbs that had taken root for decades, possessing violent and clashing properties, became as docile as tamed beasts in his hands. The chaotic and conflicting toxic auras were quietly harmonized into something smooth and enduring.

In just one day, the spiritual energy and toxic miasma of the entire garden had merged into one; the soil had grown more fertile, and the spiritual spring water had become several degrees clearer.

It seems his words were not empty; this person will not destroy the garden, but rather nourish this land.

What made Dugu Bo's heart tremble even more was the source energy emanating from the youth.

He had traversed the Douluo Continent for decades and had seen most extreme-attribute spirit masters—ice, fire, wind, and thunder—but he had never encountered such a strange and domineering fire-attribute source.

It was not like ordinary flames that scorched and incinerated; it possessed a supreme quality that purified all things and suppressed all poisons. His own Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor venom, inherited over ten thousand years, felt a natural hierarchical suppression in the presence of this flicker of fire.

Just then, a voice broke Dugu Bo's train of thought.

"Seen enough?"

Luo Qiusheng did not turn around. He spoke calmly, the last wisp of fire at his fingertips receding into his body, his aura returning to a state of plainness, devoid of any abnormality.

Dugu Bo stepped forward slowly, his gaze sweeping over the neatly organized herbal essences and semi-mature immortal herbs in the youth's hands. He said in a deep voice, "You are not an ordinary spirit master who understands the way of poisons. Your spirit, your source—what exactly are they? Who are you?"

He had seen countless people in his life, yet he could not fathom the depths of the youth before him.

"Senior, there is no need to delve into my background. You only need to know that I can cure your poison." Luo Qiusheng turned around, his expression calm and unruffled, neither arrogant nor impatient.

As he finished speaking, he raised his hand and opened his palm.

In truth, many principles of pharmacy were not particularly difficult; as long as the heat control was precise, the result was essentially guaranteed.

Three warm, translucent medicinal pills appeared, a soft spiritual light circulating around them. These were pills refined from spiritual herbs, condensed from the dozens of medicinal plants he had extracted throughout the day, their properties pure and gentle.

"I believe I know how to resolve your poison."

Luo Qiusheng's gaze was resolute as he slowly articulated the root cause: "What you have suffered your entire life, Senior, is not merely a simple accumulation of toxins, but a rejection of the plane's laws by your Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor spirit."

"Your spirit blood carries a toxic source, inherited through generations. Over time, perhaps due to the jealousy of the heavens, this bloodline toxicity has become an unsolvable curse."

"The Nine-Star Begonia is also a spirit envied by the heavens."

"While this poison will not directly take your life, it slowly affects your cultivation speed, trapping you at level 91 for the rest of your life. You will never be able to step into a higher Title Douluo realm, nor will you ever achieve complete perfection of your spirit or the restoration of your bloodline."

Every word was precise and accurate, piercing straight into the deepest pain in Dugu Bo's heart.

Dugu Bo's body stiffened slightly, his murky eyes shrinking sharply.

This matter was a secret he had buried in his heart for decades.

It was something he had spent half his life researching through the path of poison, scouring countless ancient texts and visiting famous doctors and poison masters across the continent, yet he had never been able to find the root cause, assuming it was merely a natural defect of spirit backlash.

Yet, this youth before him, after only a single day of observation and deduction, had uncovered the root of the illness that had plagued him for decades.

"Continue," Dugu Bo said, his voice now carrying a trace of imperceptible trembling.

Luo Qiusheng nodded, continuing in an unhurried tone: "Ordinary methods of detoxification are all about expelling, purging, or destroying the poison."

"But your poison, Senior... is rooted in your bloodline and integrated into your spirit. It cannot be expelled or destroyed. Using poison to fight poison or medicine to heal wounds only treats the symptoms, not the root; it can only suppress it briefly, and it will eventually recur."

"However, it is not entirely without a solution." Luo Qiusheng looked at Dugu Bo after saying this.

Hearing this, Dugu Bo's tone carried a hint of urgency: "What is the solution!"

"To cure it at the root, one must harmonize with the flow, borrow the source of immortal herbs to mend the bloodline defects, and assimilate with the laws of heaven and earth."

He raised his hand and tossed the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid into Dugu Bo's hands.

"This herb is the immortal-grade Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid. It possesses a source power that is endlessly regenerating and purifying. It can permeate your bloodline and meridians, neutralize the violent clashing of the Jade Phosphor poison, and smooth out the rift between your spirit and the laws of heaven and earth."

"Afterward, I will use the three refined toxic essences to align with the aura of your natal spirit, guiding the toxins in your body to return to their source and circulate in a loop, so they no longer backfire on you."

"Finally, I will use the Millennium Soul-Condensing Flower to stabilize your mental sea and solidify the foundation of your spirit, completely preventing any possibility of the toxic disease recurring."

The entire treatment plan progressed layer by layer, each step interlocking perfectly with the root of his toxic affliction, the logic so meticulous it was beyond reproach.

Dugu Bo listened intently, the last shred of doubt in his heart vanishing, replaced by surging excitement and anticipation.

Could it be that today, he would finally see the dawn after decades of stagnant cultivation?

"How do you need me to cooperate?" At this moment, the arrogant, stubborn, and unruly Poison Douluo lowered his tone completely.

"Sit still."

Luo Qiusheng gestured for Dugu Bo to sit cross-legged by the spiritual spring.

The spiritual spring was rich in energy and was the most peaceful place in the entire garden, making it the most suitable spot for healing, consolidating one's foundation, and harmonizing the bloodline.

Dugu Bo did not hesitate in the slightest. He followed Luo Qiusheng's instructions and sat cross-legged by the spring, retracting all his Jade Phosphor toxic mist, opening his meridians, and completely letting go of all defenses.

For a Title Douluo, trusting a strange youth without reservation and handing over his own life, martial soul, and bloodline was already an immense exception.

Yet he knew clearly in his heart that the person before him was his only chance in this lifetime!

Luo Qiusheng raised his hand again, a crimson flame lighting up at his fingertips.

Luo Qiusheng controlled the gentle origin flame to envelop the three poison essences, slowly guiding them into Dugu Bo's meridians.

The pure, mild poison power flowed along his vessels, possessing not a shred of aggression; instead, it acted like a precise fuse, awakening the bloodline origin that had lain dormant within Dugu Bo for years.

Immediately following, the semi-ripe Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid bloomed in mid-air, a faint immortal aura spreading out as wisps of cyan medicinal power, like the gentlest spring rain, permeated every inch of Dugu Bo's bones and every strand of his martial soul bloodline.

The violent, toxic poison that had hidden deep within his meridians, constantly devouring his flesh, no longer rampaged under the envelopment of the immortal-grade medicinal power, beginning instead to slowly calm, dissolve, and unify.

Dugu Bo's body trembled slightly, his eyes filled with shock.

The cold, stinging pain, the stagnation of his meridians, and the backlash of his cultivation that had haunted him like a shadow for decades were now dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The invisible shackles that had pressed upon his heart for decades, binding his entire life, were shattering and falling away layer by layer!

He could clearly perceive that his Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor martial soul was vibrating slowly; the origin of his poison path, which had originally been at odds with the world, was being harmonized by the immortal-grade medicinal power, gradually aligning with the laws of flora and fauna of the Douluo plane.

This chronic ailment, accumulated through generations due to bloodline stagnation, was being thoroughly eradicated!

Luo Qiusheng's expression was focused, his mind highly concentrated, his spiritual power spread out completely to monitor the flow of medicinal power and the rhythm of the toxin harmonization at every moment.

Finally, the pure soul power of the Millennium Soul-Condensing Flower slowly surged into Dugu Bo's sea of consciousness, stabilizing his restless martial soul foundation and soothing the sense of emptiness following the repair of his meridians, allowing his cultivation and spiritual power to stabilize completely at their peak state.

The night deepened, and the wind in the secluded valley grew still...

Two hours of regulation and healing came to a quiet end.

As the final wisp of immortal-grade medicinal power merged into his bloodline, a pale green halo of soul power suddenly erupted from Dugu Bo's body.

His aura surged, condensed, and steadied!

The cultivation barrier that had kept him stuck at level 91 Title Douluo for years without any progress finally loosened, his soul power becoming rounded and unified, devoid of any further stagnation or flaws.

He slowly opened his eyes, two flashes of emerald light vanishing in an instant; his pupils were clear and bright, no longer clouded or weary from the erosion of virulent poison as they had been in the past.

Every shackle had been broken!

The stubborn ailment that had been unsolvable for decades was thoroughly eradicated!