One Move to Become a Dragon, Holy Son, You're Better to Me Than My Own Father

The first option was feasible, and the martial soul could evolve as well.

"Your Highness, Holy Son, I'm afraid my snake venom will disappear completely. You know poison is my specialty. If I lose my venom, I'll be useless."

Dugu Bo had cultivated poison arts for half his life. If his poison was cured, he would be finished.

"You needn't worry about that. Your poison arts will remain. Only the poison within your body will be removed."

It was merely detoxification. Besides, if all his poison arts were removed, wouldn't his martial soul be crippled as well?

"Old Poison, if your poison is gone, just cultivate something else. Now that you've joined Spirit Hall, are you afraid there won't be resources for you to cultivate?" Yue Guan said.

Dugu Bo ignored Yue Guan.

Jiang Qingyu tossed the Earth Dragon Golden Melon into Dugu Bo's hands.

"Eat it. If one piece isn't enough, then have two."

Fortunately, quite a few had grown on that sweet potato vine.

"Yes, Your Highness, Holy Son!"

Dugu Bo did not dare delay and immediately began eating the Earth Dragon Golden Melon in his hand.

As long as the poison was cured, Xin'er could find a wife, and I could hold my grandchildren.

Dugu Bo sat cross-legged on the spot and began absorbing it.

Jiang Qingyu looked at Yue Guan. "Yue Guan, now that Dugu Bo has joined Spirit Hall, try to stay united. Don't start fighting at the slightest disagreement!"

Yue Guan glanced at Dugu Bo. "Rest assured, Your Highness, Holy Son. I understand the bigger picture. Besides, if he joins Spirit Hall, then the three of us will surely serve you in the future."

Within the Sea of Consciousness, the newly awakened Ice Dragon King watched the situation outside and smiled. "Why not choose me instead? My loyalty is one hundred percent guaranteed."

"Get lost already. I'm sick of looking at you!"

Seeing Ice Dragon King acting like this, Fire Dragon King angrily breathed out a mouthful of dragon breath.

"What's gotten into you now?" Ice Dragon King asked.

"You think you're one hundred percent loyal, but isn't that only because you signed a master-servant contract?"

"That's a separate matter."

"..."

Jiang Qingyu sensed the commotion in his Sea of Consciousness and spread his hands helplessly before looking back at Yue Guan. "Good. As long as you understand."

Time passed little by little. Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian in the banquet hall had already received the news.

The two men, who had been chatting and laughing moments ago, had their expressions change drastically. After exchanging a glance, both felt that they should not remain here any longer.

Yu Yuanzhen even wanted to curse.

One rat dropping had ruined the whole pot of soup.

Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong had actually brought such a disaster upon the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

They stopped speaking with the people from the other sects and went before Pope Qian Xunji.

"Your Holiness, we have urgent matters to attend to, so we will take our leave and not disturb you further."

Qian Xunji looked at the two of them and waved his hand. "Since you have matters to attend to, I won't keep you."

Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian immediately left Spirit Hall and hurried toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

They feared that if they were one step too late, Qian Xunji would not allow them to leave.

"Idiots!"

Qian Xunji snorted coldly.

How could he not know what was happening outside? Since Jiang Qingyu, as the Holy Son, could handle it properly, there was no need for him, the Pope, to intervene.

"Burp~"

Ah Yin let out a satisfied burp, leaned back in her chair contentedly, drank a cup of cold beverage, and wiped her mouth.

Qian Xunji smiled helplessly. "She really can eat."

Time continued to pass, and the remaining guests in the banquet hall gradually left Spirit Hall as well.

After all the sects had departed, the father and son from the Holy Dragon Sect went to the Holy Son Palace to await Jiang Qingyu's arrival.

Meanwhile, Dugu Bo, who was absorbing the immortal herb, had reached a critical juncture. Once the herb's medicinal power was fully absorbed, the aura of a breakthrough to Title Douluo began spreading outward continuously.

"He broke through!"

"A Title Douluo!"

Yue Guan and Ghost cried out in shock.

Dugu Bo opened his eyes, which were filled with surprise and excitement.

A Title Douluo!

The toxins had been cured too!

"Hahahaha! This old man has finally broken through! This old man has finally broken through!"

Dugu Bo threw back his head and laughed wildly, as if he were only missing a sinister cackle.

Of course, Jiang Qingyu felt that Dugu Bo's sinister cackle would probably have been even more dramatic and vivid.

Without the backlash from his poison arts, his formerly pale face became rosy, and his jade-green hair returned to normal black.

Dugu Bo had instantly become more than twenty years younger.

It was mainly because his body had been corroded by toxins. He had not looked as young as other Soul Douluo.

"His hair turned black?"

Bibi Dong felt that something was still missing.

Sure enough.

Dugu Bo also felt that it did not suit him. He activated his poison arts, and his black hair returned to its original dark green.

He personally thought that that lush green hair looked very good.

Jiang Qingyu smiled helplessly. A lush green field on top of your head, huh?

His martial soul had evolved from the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor into the Jade Phosphor Dragon, while retaining his poison arts.

This thrilled Dugu Bo immensely.

Upon releasing his martial soul, the original Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor became a dark green dragon tinged with a little earthy yellow, though it was certainly far more impressive than a snake.

"You really stepped in dog shit!" Yue Guan said it with his mouth, but he still celebrated Dugu Bo's breakthrough.

"Thank you, Your Highness, Holy Son!"

Dugu Bo bowed. "From now on, this old man's life is yours!"

Jiang Qingyu was extremely satisfied. He patted Dugu Bo's shoulder. "Work hard. I won't treat you unfairly."

"Yes, Your Highness, Holy Son."

Just as Dugu Bo raised his head, Jiang Qingyu took out another Earth Dragon Golden Melon and placed it in his hand.

"Give it to your son to absorb," Jiang Qingyu said. "Once your son finishes absorbing it, come find me. I'll help you obtain a hundred-thousand-year soul ring!"

Tears streamed down Dugu Bo's aged face. "Your Highness, Holy Son, you treat me even better than my own father!"

"Get lost! His Highness is still so young. Wouldn't calling him your father be a disgrace to him?"

Yue Guan hurriedly pulled Dugu Bo away.

In his heart, Jiang Qingyu was a sacred and inviolable existence.

"I'm just moved. What do you know, you little chrysanthemum? Once I obtain my ninth soul ring, I'll deal with you." Dugu Bo snorted and took the Earth Dragon Golden Melon to find Dugu Xin.

Yue Guan ground his teeth in anger. "Your Highness, Holy Son, look at him!"

Jiang Qingyu smiled. "Let him go. Besides, the three of you will need someone to lead you in the future, won't you?"

Now that he put it that way, Yue Guan thought it made sense.

Jiang Qingyu then waved his hand and headed for the Holy Son Palace to meet Tuoba Xi and Tuo Xiqi of the Holy Dragon Sect.

"Qingyu, wait for me!" Bibi Dong hurriedly chased after him. When would Qingyu ever take the initiative to ask her along?

Upon arriving at the Holy Son Palace, the two guards on duty had been personally selected by Guang Ling Douluo. Each possessed the strength of a Soul King.

"Your Highness, Holy Son!" The two immediately saluted.

"Tuoba Xi and Tuo Xiqi are already waiting inside."

"Open the doors."

The two guards pushed open the palace doors. Jiang Qingyu stepped inside, and when Tuoba Xi saw him, he was still struck by his stunning appearance.

Tuo Xiqi hurriedly pressed down on Tuoba Xi's head. "Idiot, what kind of look was that?"

Jiang Qingyu sat in the Holy Son's seat. "It's fine."

Tuo Xiqi said, "I failed to discipline him properly. Please forgive him, Your Highness."

"There's no need. Have you reached an answer?" Jiang Qingyu asked.

Tuo Xiqi solemnly nodded. "Your Highness, Holy Son, the Holy Dragon Sect is willing to become the sharp blade beneath your command!"