Poison Dragon Douluo Dugu Bo

Poison Dragon Douluo Dugu Bo

"Taking this pill will grant you one Bloodline sublimation."

Ye Qingcang weighed the black pill in his hand twice.

With a flick of his finger.

The black pill flew toward Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo instinctively caught it. Seeing the miniature Poison Dragon coiling across its surface, his pupils contracted as he asked in disbelief, "This is...?"

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

"A starving wild dog may indeed be vicious."

"But its viciousness is the kind that refuses to obey."

"Only a well-fed house dog can bring out all its strength."

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

Ye Qingcang tossed the remaining pill into his mouth—the one wrapped in a miniature 100,000-Year Soul Ring, like a red planet encircled by a red band. Though they were both miniature pills, he sat down cross-legged without any protective measures. Yet that open, unguarded posture made Dugu Bo even less willing to act rashly, because he could not tell whether Ye Qingcang truly had no protection or merely appeared not to!

Was this a signal of taming?

Or was he testing Dugu Bo's limits?

Was he confirming whether Dugu Bo was an untamable wolf or a dog that could be trained?

Dugu Bo gripped the pill in his hand.

His thoughts were countless and utterly chaotic.

Meanwhile, Ye Qingcang had already begun absorbing the Soul Ring.

A golden circle hung high behind him.

When other Soul Masters summoned their Martial Souls, their Soul Rings either rose from beneath their feet or spread downward from above their heads. Soul Rings that rose from below stopped at the waist, while those that spread down from above were stepped beneath the feet. In short, a Soul Master's body was always the core of their Soul Rings.

But Ye Qingcang's Soul Rings were exceptionally bizarre!

His Soul Rings emerged from the air!

Like bubbles blown into the sky!

They all eventually floated upward!

Black!

Black!

Black!

Three ten-thousand-year Soul Rings rose slowly in a three-dimensional formation, their appearance like something out of a comic, nearly blinding everyone present!

Fortunately, Yue Guan, Guimei, Liu Erlong, Violet, and most of the Blue Tyrant Academy students had either seen Qian Daoliu's Soul Ring configuration and were already prepared, or had personally seen Ye Qingcang's Soul Ring configuration before. Nothing about it was unexpected to them, so they did not appear too shocked.

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

Because they were not Titled Douluo!

They had no real concept of level one hundred!

They had no concept of level ninety-nine, ninety-eight, ninety-seven, all the way down to ninety-five. Even a level ninety-one Titled Douluo meant little to young people like Shui Bing'er, Huo Wu, and Feng Xiaotian, who had never seen a Titled Douluo before!

They could not understand just how extraordinary the identity of a God Trial Taker was!

They only thought, immortality...

Wow, so amazing...

And that was it...

Children all wished to grow up.

Adults all wished to be reborn.

It had to do with age and understanding.

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

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

The fragrance of rice flowers spoke of a bountiful year, while frogs croaked all around.

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

Unfortunately, they lacked the vocabulary, so one "holy shit" was enough for everything.

"Three ten-thousand-year Soul Rings..." Hu Liena stared blankly at the three black Soul Rings, which looked completely different from her own. Suddenly, she felt as though she had become useless, and her brother, Chrysanthemum Grandpa, Ghost Grandpa, the elders, and her teachers had all become useless too. "His fourth ring is directly a hundred-thousand-year one..."

"I suddenly understand why the Great Grand Elder is the High Priest rather than a God Trial Taker..." After holding it in for a long time, Guimei sent Yue Guan a message. "With his talent, I even wonder whether there are enough Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts on this continent for him to kill. This is only his fourth ring. Even if he does not pick and choose, even if he does not pursue the age limit of his Soul Rings, and only demands hundred-thousand-year Soul Rings, his fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth rings would require five Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts. I wonder whether that Soul Ring when one reaches level one hundred and becomes a god also requires hunting a Soul Beast. If it does, at least six Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts would be needed to fill him up. And if he has Twin Martial Souls..."

"The world owes him seven hundred-thousand-year Soul Rings." Yue Guan suddenly understood the meaning of 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 ten hundred-thousand-year Soul Rings. Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts are rare, but if the Star Dou Great Forest does not even have more than ten Soul Beasts that are ninety thousand, eighty thousand, or seventy thousand years old, then it does not deserve to be called a human forbidden zone. I am more concerned about this kid's relationship with our Spirit Hall, because I suddenly think I understand something..."

"Understand what?" Guimei asked in confusion.

"I understand..." Yue Guan hesitated for a moment before sending an answer that nearly made Guimei 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."

Guimei did not curse aloud, but he sharply inhaled.

That was right.

They had always tried to look for answers among 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, who was born with innate soul power at 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 felt sympathy for one another.

Just like Titled Douluo such as themselves.

The world was too large, and there were too few people with common topics.

Though the elders and grand elders did not get along, when real trouble came, 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 villains again?

The first time, they had stood with Qian Xunji and become villains.

The second time, they had stood with Bibi Dong and become villains.

Was this a joke?

After seeing Ye Qingcang's three ten-thousand-year Soul Rings, Dugu Bo's eyes hardened. He finally made up his mind, tossed the pill into his mouth, sat down cross-legged, and embarked on his journey of Bloodline sublimation.

Thus, he happened to miss another spectacular scene!

"A hundred-thousand-year Soul 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 Soul Ring, the hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring emerging from his body, Huo Wu's explanation left everyone stunned. "Look, the colors of his Soul Rings changed! It is no longer three black and one red, but two black and two red. One of his ten-thousand-year Soul Rings turned into a hundred-thousand-year one!"

Only Yue Guan, Guimei, 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 a Soul Ring change color, a crystal card suddenly appear and shatter into motes of light. Their entire bodies trembled involuntarily.

Elsewhere, Dugu Bo, who had taken the pill, also reached the end of his evolution—the Jade Phosphorous Serpent shed its skin and sublimated into a Poison Dragon. Though it was a mixed-blood dragon and could not compare to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, it was still a dragon, not a snake!

"From this day onward, there will no longer be a Jade Phosphorous Douluo." Dugu Bo clenched the hand that had transformed into a dragon claw, sensing the poison now completely under his control and the unprecedented lightness in his body. His eyes reddened. Then he dismissed his Martial Soul. No hatred or fear remained in his gaze toward Ye Qingcang, only submission. "This old man has shed his snake skin and sublimated into a dragon. From now on, I may call myself the Poison Dragon Douluo... From now on, I am willing to serve my lord like a dog or horse!"

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