Poison Dragon Douluo Dugu Bo

Poison Dragon Douluo Dugu Bo

"Taking this pill will grant you a bloodline ascension."

Ye Qingcang weighed the black pill twice in his hand.

With a flick of his finger.

The black pill flew toward Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo instinctively caught it. Looking at the miniature poison dragon coiling across its surface, his pupils contracted. He could hardly believe it. "This is...?"

"If you want the horse to run fast, you have to feed it some grass."

"A starving wild dog is indeed fierce."

"But that kind of ferocity is disobedient."

"Only a well-fed house dog can unleash its full strength."

"Provided that he is willing to be that house dog."

Ye Qingcang tossed the remaining pill—the one wrapped in a miniature 100,000-Year Spirit Ring, like a red planet encircled by a red band—into his mouth and sat cross-legged. Though he had no apparent safeguards, that open and unguarded posture made Dugu Bo even less willing to act rashly. He could not tell whether Ye Qingcang truly had no protection or merely appeared to have none!

Was this a signal of taming?

Or was he testing Dugu Bo's limits?

Was he confirming whether Dugu Bo was a wolf that could never be raised, or a dog that could be tamed?

Dugu Bo clenched the pill in his hand.

His thoughts were countless and utterly chaotic.

Meanwhile, Ye Qingcang had already begun the process of absorbing the spirit ring.

A golden halo hung high behind him.

When other Soul Masters summoned their spirits, their spirit rings either rose from beneath their feet or spread downward from above their heads. Rings rising from below would remain around the waist, while rings spreading from above would be stepped on beneath their feet. In short, spirit rings always centered on the Soul Master's body.

But Ye Qingcang's spirit rings were exceptionally bizarre!

His spirit rings emerged from the air!

Like bubbles blown into the sky!

They would all eventually float upward!

Black!

Black!

Black!

Three ten-thousand-year spirit rings rose slowly in three-dimensional form, shaped like spirit rings from a comic book, nearly blinding everyone present!

Fortunately, Yue Guan, Gui Mei, Liu Erlong, Violet, and most of the students from Blue Tyrant Academy had either seen Qian Daoliu's spirit ring configuration and were prepared for this, or had personally seen Ye Qingcang's spirit rings before. Thus, they were not surprised.

But for Hu Liena, Ning Rongrong, Tang San, Shui Bing'er, and the others—including Yu Xiaogang, the Grandmaster—the visual shock was even greater than learning that Ye Qingcang was a God Trial Taker!

Because they were not Titled Douluo!

They had no concept of level one hundred!

They had no concept of level ninety-nine, ninety-eight, ninety-seven, all the way down to ninety-five. They did not even have much of a concept of a level ninety-one Titled Douluo. Young people like Shui Bing'er, Huo Wu, and Feng Xiaotian, who had never seen a Titled Douluo before, had no understanding of it at all!

They could not grasp just how extraordinary the status of a God Trial Taker was!

They only thought, immortality...

Wow, so amazing...

And that was it...

Children all hoped to grow up.

Adults all hoped to be reborn.

It had to do with age, and with insight.

It was unrealistic to expect them to understand just how incredible a God Trial Taker was.

Therefore, even after seeing divine artifacts and learning the identity of a God Trial Taker, Hu Liena, Ning Rongrong, Shui Bing'er, and the others still only half understood it. They knew that identity was precious, but not how precious. Seeing those three ten-thousand-year spirit rings with their own eyes was far more direct—and far more shocking!

The fragrance of rice flowers spoke of a bountiful year, while a chorus of frogs filled the air.

Of course, a couple of "holy shits" had mixed in as well.

Alas, lacking education, one "holy shit" was enough to conquer the world.

"Three ten-thousand-year spirit rings..." Hu Liena stared blankly at the three black spirit rings, which looked completely different from her own. She suddenly felt like she had become useless, and that her brother, Chrysanthemum Grandpa, Ghost Grandpa, the elders, and her teachers had all become useless too. "His fourth ring is directly a 100,000-year one..."

"I suddenly understand why the High Priest is the High Priest rather than a God Trial Taker..." Gui Mei held it in for a long while before sending Yue Guan a voice transmission. "With his talent, I doubt there are enough 100,000 Year Soul Beasts on this continent for him to kill. This is only his fourth ring. Even if he does not pick and choose, or pursue the age limit of his rings, and only requires 100,000-Year Spirit Rings, rings five, six, seven, eight, and nine would still mean five 100,000 Year Soul Beasts. I wonder whether that spirit ring upon reaching level one hundred and becoming a god also requires hunting a Soul Beast. If it does, then at least six 100,000 Year Soul Beasts would be needed to fill him up. And if he has Twin Spirits..."

"Then the world owes him seven 100,000-Year Spirit Rings." Yue Guan suddenly understood what it meant to be a frog at the bottom of a well. "With this kid's abilities, and that miraculous Qi and Blood Furnace of his, it is not impossible for him to stack up more than a dozen 100,000-Year Spirit Rings. 100,000 Year Soul Beasts are rare, but if the Star Dou Great Forest does not even have more than a dozen Soul Beasts that are ninety thousand, eighty thousand, or seventy thousand years old, then it does not deserve to be called humanity's forbidden zone. I am more concerned about this kid's relationship with our Spirit Hall, because I suddenly think I understand something..."

"Understand what?" Gui Mei asked, puzzled.

"Understand..." Yue Guan hesitated for a moment before sending an answer that nearly made Gui Mei curse aloud. "Or rather, I suspect that this kid's closeness to Spirit Hall has something to do with the Worship Hall. As far as I know, the Pope's biological daughter is in Heaven Dou City."

Gui Mei did not curse, but he still sucked in a cold breath.

That was right.

They had always been looking from the side of the elders and Pope's Hall.

They had forgotten that the Worship Hall was also part of Spirit Hall.

They had forgotten that the Worship Hall also had a Deity.

Qian Renxue, with her innate soul power of level twenty!

Once she succeeded and returned to Spirit Hall, would she not also become the Angel God's God Trial Taker?

God Trial Takers naturally cherished one another.

Just like Titled Douluo did among themselves.

The world was vast, but there were far too few people with shared topics.

Though the elders and worshippers did not get along, when trouble truly arose, they would still help each other. They had been colleagues for over a hundred years, after all. Even if it were a dog, after raising it for over a hundred years, one would not have the heart to let it die so casually.

So they had become the villains again?

The first time, they stood with Qian Xunji. Villains.

The second time, they stood with Bibidong. Villains.

What kind of game was this?

After seeing Ye Qingcang's three ten-thousand-year spirit rings, Dugu Bo's gaze hardened. At last, he made his decision. Tossing the pill into his mouth, he sat cross-legged and began his journey of bloodline ascension.

Thus, he happened to miss another great spectacle!

"A 100,000-Year Spirit Ring!" Huo Wu's uncontrollable cry of astonishment alerted everyone. Just as everyone failed to understand what she meant and watched Ye Qingcang finish absorbing the ring, a 100,000-Year Spirit Ring emerged from his body. Then Huo Wu's explanation left them all stunned. "Look, the colors of his spirit rings changed! It is not three black and one red anymore—it is two black and two red! One of his ten-thousand-year spirit rings turned into a 100,000-year one!"

Only Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and Violet were able to remain calm.

Even Soul Douluo such as Liu Erlong, Shui Feng, Huo Lie, and Feng Wuji felt their scalps explode when they saw the spirit ring change color, and when a crystal card suddenly appeared and shattered into motes of light. Their bodies trembled involuntarily.

On the other side, Dugu Bo, who had taken the pill, also reached the end of his evolution—his Jade Phosphor Serpent shed its skin and ascended into a Poison Dragon. Even if it was a hybrid dragon and could not compare to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, it was still a dragon, not a serpent!

"From this day onward, there will be no more Jade Phosphor Douluo." Dugu Bo clenched the hand that had turned into a dragon claw. Feeling the poison now completely under his control, as well as an unprecedented sense of ease, his eyes reddened. Then, he dismissed his spirit. When he looked at Ye Qingcang again, there was no longer any hatred or fear in his eyes—only submission. "This old man has shed his serpent skin and ascended into a dragon. From now on, I may call myself Poison Dragon Douluo... From now on, I am willing to serve my lord like a dog or horse!"

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