The Value of the Weakest Titled Douluo: Last in Duels, First in City Slaughter

Several miles away, sheer cliffs towered into the sky.

A sickly green poisonous mist, like a raging tsunami, swept and spread above Sunset Forest.

Wherever the poison mist passed, towering ancient trees visibly dissolved into pools of black water, while a pungent stench blanketed the air and ground.

The once-vibrant mountain forest became a lifeless wasteland where not a blade of grass could grow in the blink of an eye!

Qian Renxue held She Xian tightly in her arms.

She Xian rested the back of his head against her soft peaks and muttered, "That old poison freak's poison mist is actually this devastating."

"Oh?"

Qian Renxue lowered her head to look at the boy in her arms. Surprise flashed through her clear, star-like eyes, and her brows drew together slightly.

"The Soul Master world has always judged Dugu Bo to be the weakest Titled Douluo. He would not be a match for your grandfather."

Hearing his bargain-bin teacher say that, She Xian could not help ranting inwardly.

Weak?

Anyone who knew, knew the true value of the weakest Titled Douluo, Dugu Bo!

There was no exaggeration in that title, yet it was misleading in every possible way.

In a one-on-one duel, that old fellow Dugu Bo really was a complete pushover.

Any random level ninety-two Titled Douluo could beat him until he fled with his head in his hands.

In top-tier duels between Titled Douluo, before his poison could even take effect, his opponent's violent soul skills would have already twisted off his snake head.

But that old poison freak was never meant for one-on-one combat!

As a transmigrator, She Xian knew better than anyone that Dugu Bo was the only "humanoid tactical nuclear weapon" on the entire continent!

In a duel, he could not beat anyone.

But in group battles, clan extermination, city massacres, or nation-destroying warfare... he alone was a natural disaster!

In the original story's Battle of Jialing Pass, Tang San directly tossed Dugu Bo in front of the Spirit Hall Empire's army like a top-secret poison bomb.

Once the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor poison was unleashed, the wind carried it everywhere, and the entire elite army of Spirit Hall would die.

That was truly one man destroying one nation, poison arts unrivaled beneath heaven!

Yet such a supreme strategic weapon was currently being beaten up by his own grandfather and Pufferfish Douluo.

If they simply drove Dugu Bo away in a muddle, would that not be a terrible waste?

Today, he had to properly plant some ideas in Qian Renxue's mind and infinitely magnify Dugu Bo's true strategic value.

"Teacher, do you really think Dugu Bo is weak?"

She Xian's little face was solemn, and he stared straight into Qian Renxue's eyes with an exceptionally serious gaze.

Qian Renxue extended her delicate jade hand and gently stroked the boy's hair as she said softly,

"Isn't he?"

"Right now, your grandfather and Elder Ci Xue are suppressing him together, forcing him back step by step."

"In a direct fight, he would not last a hundred moves against your grandfather."

"If not for the strangeness of his poison, he would have long since been defeated and killed."

"Teacher, you are judging him through the lens of ordinary Soul Master duels. But what if you looked at him from another angle?"

She Xian slowly shook his head.

"Grandfather's combat strength is indeed incredibly formidable. But what if Grandfather and Dugu Bo were both thrown onto a frontal battlefield with an army of a million?"

Qian Renxue raised a slender brow. "A battlefield?"

"That's right, a battlefield!"

She Xian's voice sank low, carrying a bewitching force that struck straight at the heart as he analyzed it word by word:

"Grandfather could charge into enemy ranks and, with his overwhelming strength, stab a Soul Sage to death with one spear strike or blast away ten Soul Emperors with one move!"

"But even if he fought until his Soul Power was exhausted, how many thousands could Grandfather kill in one day?"

"But that old poison freak is different!"

She Xian pointed at the sickly green sea of poison that covered the distant sky and said gravely,

"Dugu Bo only needs to stand upwind and release his poison."

"Once the wind blows, the poisonous gas will spread for dozens of miles. Every Soul Master below Soul Douluo, along with ordinary soldiers, will turn into pools of rotting flesh and pus within minutes before they can even unleash a soul skill."

"One person, one poison attack, and he can wipe out an entire army of hundreds of thousands!"

"Teacher, how is that a Titled Douluo?"

"He is clearly a natural disaster walking among mankind! A super weapon capable of instantly overturning the outcome of an imperial war!"

Boom!

These words opened the door to a new world for Qian Renxue.

She was the disguised crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe.

She was also Spirit Hall's future leader.

In her grand strategic vision, the continent's future wars would absolutely not be limited to clashes between top experts.

They would also be vast decisive battles involving hundreds of thousands of soldiers from several major factions.

On an epic battlefield where tens of thousands of Soul Master cavalry fought in chaotic melee,

what did a poison-type Titled Douluo capable of clearing entire areas and ignoring all defenses below Soul Douluo truly represent?

It represented absolute despair!

It represented enemy legions vanishing in an instant!

It even represented the terrifying deterrence of massacring a city or destroying a nation alone!

Seeing monstrous waves rise in her bargain-bin teacher's golden phoenix eyes,

She Xian knew his suggestion had taken effect.

He immediately decided to add more fuel to the fire.

"Teacher, imagine it again."

"If one day, some ill-intentioned force gains control of Dugu Bo and orders him to destroy a city."

"He would not even need to step within half a pace of its walls. He would only need to set up this poison barrier that filled the sky outside the city."

"After one night, tens of thousands of civilians and every defending soldier in the city would be dead, leaving behind a city of white bones with no survivors!"

"Looking across the entire continent, besides Dugu Bo, who else could massacre cities and destroy nations with such efficiency?"

"Massacring cities... destroying nations... natural disaster..."

Qian Renxue quietly repeated those cold yet shocking words.

Without realizing it, the jade hand around She Xian's slender waist tightened.

Previously, everyone in Spirit Hall had looked down on Dugu Bo. They considered him a rogue Titled Douluo without a sect or backing, someone at the bottom in one-on-one combat.

But after Xian'er's analysis today...

How was Dugu Bo the weakest Titled Douluo?

If such a weapon were in Spirit Hall's hands, then in the future, nothing would be able to stop their iron hooves as they unified the continent.

But if he joined the Heaven Dou imperial family, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, or the Clear Sky Sect,

then he would become an obstacle to Spirit Hall's future ambitions.

"Xian'er!"

Qian Renxue abruptly lowered her head and fiercely kissed She Xian's smooth cheek.

"Your words have truly awakened me!"

Qian Renxue's golden robes snapped wildly in the fierce wind.

She gazed into the distance at the sky torn apart by spear shadows and the sea of poison.

"Dugu Bo must not be allowed to serve anyone else!"

Killing intent surged in Qian Renxue's clear eyes as she spat out coldly,

"Either make him submit and swear allegiance, becoming the strongest butcher's blade in our hands to sweep across the continent!"

"Or make that old poison freak bury his bones in Sunset Forest and let both body and soul be utterly destroyed!"

In the distance, Snake Lance Douluo and Ci Xue Douluo roared without end.

Purple-green lightning spear shadows turned into violent streaks that filled the sky, relentlessly blasting the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor's enormous body deep into the rubble below!

"You go too far!"

Dugu Bo roared in fury!

Watching Qian Renxue unleash her full presence and domineering aura, She Xian curled his lips into a sly smile, satisfied that his plan had worked.

Old poison freak, old poison freak, blame only the fact that your "human nuclear weapon" reputation was far too famous.

Today, you would sign this contract of servitude whether you wanted to or not!