Another Douluo Duo, Heard You Counter Poison?

Han Yu's intention to recruit Dugu Bo was so blatant it was practically written on his face.

Yet, Dugu Bo could hardly care about schemes or calculations at this moment. The wrinkles on his aged face bunched together in an expression that was half-weeping, half-laughing. His eye sockets brimmed with tears as he tremblingly raised his head.

"I..."

Meeting Han Yu's clear, steady gaze, Dugu Bo felt a warmth spread through his heart.

In all his years wandering the continent alone, this was the first time someone had looked out for him so thoroughly.

The poison that had tormented him for half his life was resolved, his descendants would no longer suffer, and he was even being gifted immortal herbs to bolster his strength.

Compared to all this, what did a few restrictions matter? Besides, after their brief time together, he realized that only that Bone Douluo in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was truly annoying; it was a faction well worth joining.

"Thank you, Holy Son. Thank you, Your Excellency Chen Xin." Dugu Bo bowed deeply before heading toward the immortal herb that could enhance his toxins.

Chen Xin and Han Yu exchanged a knowing smile and nodded.

Once he had walked a distance away, Chen Xin turned to look Han Yu over, nodding with genuine approval.

"Han Yu, you've grown up. You've learned how to win people over."

Han Yu scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.

On the outskirts of the Sunset Forest.

Ning Rongrong had already absorbed the 1,800-year soul ring, advancing to become a Soul Master and leaping to level 33 in soul power.

Just as Ning Fengzhi was preparing to coax Ning Rongrong back to the sect, two attacks flew out from the shadows, streaking toward them.

"Who goes there? Show yourselves!" Gu Rong instantly activated his Avatar of the Martial Soul, shielding the two behind him as he roared in fury.

"Hahaha, Bone Douluo, we meet again."

One thin and one stout Title Douluo emerged, their tones mocking.

They were none other than the Serpent Spear Douluo and the Pufferfish Douluo, who had previously ambushed Ning Fengzhi's party outside Heaven Dou City.

Acting under Qian Renxue's orders, they had been tracking Ning Fengzhi's movements, with the side objective of bringing a youth named Han Yu back to her unharmed.

As luck would have it, they had run straight into Ning Fengzhi and his companions the moment they entered the Sunset Forest.

"Is the Sword Douluo not here? This is a golden opportunity."

The two exchanged a look, their faces lighting up with joy. Without wasting a word, they joined forces to launch an assault on Gu Rong.

A twelve-foot-long cyan-purple spear was wielded with supernatural skill, every strike aimed at Gu Rong's throat and joints.

Combined with the blood-colored poisonous mist filling the sky, Gu Rong's vision was completely obscured. While dodging the spear, he threw a powerful punch to repel the soul master who had circled to his side, his body now swollen like a ball.

The two Title Douluos coordinated with terrifying synergy—one circling the perimeter to release poison and launch sneak attacks, while the other pressed the frontal assault. It was a troublesome situation.

"Damn it." Gu Rong cursed.

Under normal circumstances, with the strength he had gained at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, dealing with these two would have been more than enough.

He had held a grudge against these two since their last encounter, but he hadn't expected them to dare show their faces again.

Gu Rong's brows furrowed, a look of concern flashing across his face, yet he did not retreat a single step, easily intercepting them.

If Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong were not present, he could have gone all-out against one of them.

But for the sake of safety, Gu Rong dared not unleash his full offensive power. These enemies were clearly skilled in encirclement and assassination. He was not a soul master of pure, extreme offense like Chen Xin; even with Ning Fengzhi's support, he could not severely injure both of them simultaneously.

"Finish this quickly, lest complications arise," the one wielding the Serpent Spear Martial Soul said coldly.

The other Title Douluo took a deep breath, his body swelling several times over until he looked like a giant balloon, spraying a cloud of crimson mist directly at Ning Fengzhi and his daughter.

"No!" Ning Fengzhi shouted, throwing Ning Rongrong behind him and spreading his arms wide where he stood.

"Father!" Ning Rongrong let out a shrill cry in the air, watching Ning Fengzhi's back in despair.

A golden stone wall erupted from the ground in front of Ning Fengzhi, blocking the poisonous mist entirely.

A glint of gold rose in the corners of Gu Rong's eyes, his face filled with rage as he threw a punch with all his might.

The dark golden bone armor on his body flared, and endless soul power surged up from the earth beneath his feet, finally converging into his right fist.

Bang—!

Serpent Spear Douluo's eyes widened in shock. He held his spear horizontally to block, but was sent flying by an irresistible, massive force, crashing through rows of trees.

"How is this possible? Aren't you a defense-type soul master?" The Pufferfish Douluo's voice emerged from the mist, filled with disbelief.

Han Yu's intention to recruit Dugu Bo was practically written all over his face.

Yet, Dugu Bo could hardly care about schemes at this moment. The wrinkles on his aged face bunched together in an expression that was half-weeping, half-laughing; his eyes brimmed with tears as he raised his head with trembling hands.

"I..."

Meeting Han Yu's clear, steady gaze, Dugu Bo felt a warmth spread through his heart.

In all his years wandering the continent alone, this was the first time someone had looked out for him so thoroughly.

The poison arts that had tormented him for half his life were resolved, his descendants would no longer suffer this agony, and he was even being gifted immortal herbs to enhance his strength.

Compared to all this, what did a few restrictive measures matter? Besides, after their brief time together, he found that while he disliked that Bone Douluo from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the sect itself was a suitable power to join.

"Thank you, Holy Son. Thank you, Your Excellency Chen Xin." Dugu Bo bowed deeply before walking toward the immortal herb that could strengthen his toxins.

Chen Xin and Han Yu exchanged a knowing smile and nodded in acknowledgment.

Once he had walked far enough away, Chen Xin turned around, scrutinized Han Yu carefully, and nodded earnestly.

"Han Yu, you have grown up. You already understand how to win over people's hearts."

Han Yu scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed.

On the outskirts of the Sunset Forest.

Ning Rongrong had already absorbed the 1,800-year spirit ring and advanced to a Spirit Elder, her spirit power level leaping straight to thirty-three.

Just as Ning Fengzhi was preparing to coax Ning Rongrong into returning to the sect, two attacks flew out from the shadows, streaking toward Ning Rongrong and Ning Fengzhi.

"Who goes there? Show yourself!" Gu Rong instantly activated his Avatar of the Martial Soul, shielding the two behind him as he roared in anger.

"Hahaha, Bone Douluo, we meet again."

One thin and one fat Title Douluo appeared, their tones mocking.

They were none other than the Serpent Spear Douluo and Pufferfish Douluo, who had previously attempted to ambush Ning Fengzhi's group outside Heaven Dou City.

Acting under Qian Renxue's orders, the two had been investigating the movements of Ning Fengzhi's party, and incidentally, were tasked with bringing a youth named Han Yu back to her unharmed.

As luck would have it, the moment they entered the Sunset Forest, they ran straight into Ning Fengzhi and his companions.

"Is Sword Douluo not here? This is a perfect opportunity."

The two exchanged glances, their faces lighting up with joy. Without wasting a word, they joined forces to launch an attack on Gu Rong.

A twelve-foot-long green-purple spear was wielded with supernatural skill, every strike aimed at Gu Rong's throat and joints.

Coupled with the sky-filling blood-colored poisonous mist, Gu Rong's vision was completely obscured. While dodging the spear, he threw a powerful punch, knocking back the spirit master who had circled to his side, his body swollen like a ball.

The two Title Douluos coordinated with incredible synergy; one circled the perimeter, unleashing poison and launching sneak attacks, while the other pressed the frontal assault, proving quite troublesome.

"Damn it!" Gu Rong cursed.

Under normal circumstances, with the strength he had gained after his time at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, dealing with these two would have been more than enough.

Ever since their last encounter, he had held a grudge against these two, but he hadn't expected them to dare show their faces again.