The Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch

Dugu Bo paid no attention to his granddaughter.

He stared fixedly at Lin Ye, his mind racing wildly.

To be honest,

Dugu Bo had lived for seventy-eight years.

He had seen those students at Heaven Dou Royal Academy who were called geniuses.

A Soul Elder in their teens was already enough to make the entire academy erupt in excitement.

He had also heard of Spirit Hall's favored prodigies.

But six years old?

A six-year-old Great Soul Master with Double Thousand-Year Spirit Rings?

"Truly unheard of."

Dugu Bo murmured.

"Kid..."

Dugu Bo lowered his voice.

"Your future is limitless!"

He slowly walked up to Lin Ye.

A complicated look shone in those dark green eyes.

"With your current cultivation at the age of six, given enough time, a Titled Douluo will be nothing more than a stepping stone on your path of cultivation."

"I have met countless people in my life and never praise others lightly."

"But tonight, I only want to say one thing."

At that moment, Dugu Bo's voice dropped even lower, as though he were talking to himself.

"In a few years, I'm afraid the entire Douluo Continent will be shocked by you!"

Lin Ye listened without a ripple on his face, but he could not help muttering inwardly.

Old Poison, your mouth is way too sweet, isn't it?

At the same time,

Dugu Yan, who stood nearby, was so shocked that her mouth hung open.

"Grandpa, this little brat... no, this little..."

She scratched her head, unsure of how to address him.

Dugu Yan suddenly felt her face grow a little hot.

Dugu Bo took a deep breath and stared fixedly at Lin Ye.

At that moment, only one thought remained in his mind.

Those so-called geniuses of Spirit Hall were complete trash compared to this kid.

Before this kid was discovered by Spirit Hall, perhaps...

Dugu Bo's gaze flickered.

He did not say it aloud, but he had already made a decision in his heart.

"Kid, wait a moment."

Dugu Bo suddenly reached into his robes, fumbled around for a while, and pulled out a palm-sized brocade pouch.

Complex patterns were embroidered across its surface. Its material was impossible to identify, but it felt warm and smooth to the touch, with faint spirit power fluctuations.

Without a second thought, he tossed it directly over.

Lin Ye caught it on reflex.

"This... what is this?"

"The Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch."

Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back and explained:

"It is a type of storage spirit tool, but it is far superior to ordinary storage spirit tools."

"Because it can store living things."

Lin Ye's fingers paused slightly.

So this was the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch?

He had never expected Old Poison to give him something this valuable outright!

One had to know,

ordinary storage spirit tools could only hold dead objects, while this one could store living things!

Storage spirit tools capable of holding living things were exceedingly rare throughout the entire Douluo Continent.

The value of this item was many times greater than the jade pendant Li Feng had given him.

"Senior, this..."

"It is of little use to me."

Dugu Bo interrupted him in a flat tone.

"I obtained it by chance in my youth. It has sat unused for decades."

"Rather than letting it gather dust in my hands, I might as well give it to you."

"You still have a long road ahead of you, kid. You will always find a use for it."

Lin Ye lowered his head to look at the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch in his hand, his heart churning.

What was wrong with Old Poison?

First, he had let the Immortal Herbs matter go. Then he had agreed to protect Lin Ye for a year. Now he was giving him the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch.

Wasn't this change in attitude a little too drastic?

Earlier, he had been gripping Lin Ye by the throat, ready to twist off his head. Now, he was pulling things out one after another as though handing out New Year's gifts.

But after thinking it over, Lin Ye understood.

Dugu Bo was investing in him.

After all, he was a six-year-old Great Soul Master with Double Thousand-Year Spirit Rings, and he possessed a way to cure his granddaughter's poison...

Who would not invest in someone like that?

Dugu Bo had calculated this deal more shrewdly than anyone.

What an old fox.

Still, Lin Ye did not dislike this sort of transactional logic.

Mutual benefit. Each took what they needed.

Since Old Poison was taking the initiative to show goodwill, Lin Ye would not put on airs.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Lin Ye tucked the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch into his robes and cupped his hands in salute.

Dugu Bo nodded slightly, then asked,

"Kid, what are your plans next?"

Lin Ye pondered for a moment upon hearing that.

"Senior, I plan to go to the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena next."

"The spirit arena?"

Dugu Bo raised an eyebrow slightly.

"That's right."

Lin Ye said seriously,

"Although I have Double Thousand-Year Spirit Rings, my actual combat experience is still far from sufficient."

"Talent without tempering is merely fancy footwork. Brute strength alone will ultimately crumble at the first blow."

"I need real combat—lots of it."

"Only in true life-and-death battles can I squeeze out every bit of my martial soul's potential."

A flash of approval passed through Dugu Bo's eyes after hearing those words.

If an ordinary six-year-old said such things, it would only sound absurd.

But coming from Lin Ye, Dugu Bo found it perfectly natural.

This kid's mind was mature to an unbelievable degree.

Who the hell would believe he was six?

"Kid, the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena is indeed a good choice."

Dugu Bo said slowly,

"There are countless experts there, and all kinds of strange martial souls. It will certainly be helpful for honing your combat skills."

As he spoke, he suddenly smiled, his expression meaningful.

"Come to think of it, Yan Yan has also been competing at the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena recently."

Dugu Bo glanced at his granddaughter.

"She is the vice-captain of the Imperial Team and has been taking part in matches lately. Perhaps... if the two of you are lucky, you may even meet at the spirit arena."

Dugu Bo stroked the few sparse whiskers on his chin and, for once, laughed aloud.

"Hahaha! If you two face each other then, I really want to know which of you will come out on top."

"Hahaha~"

Dugu Yan immediately became unhappy when she heard that.

"Grandpa! What are you talking about?!"

Dugu Yan planted her hands on her hips, her voice sharp and hurried.

"I'm the vice-captain of the Imperial Team! A level thirty-eight Soul Elder! Would I be afraid of a mere Great Soul Master?"

After saying that, she secretly glanced at Lin Ye again.

For some reason, the moment she thought of those two purple Soul Rings and that evil aura that had made even her martial soul tremble...

Most of Dugu Yan's confidence instantly vanished.

But she still stubbornly refused to admit it.

"Hmph, his martial soul is only a little special, that's all."

Dugu Bo smiled and shook his head without exposing his granddaughter's bravado.

At that moment, Lin Ye spoke.

"By the way,"

"Miss Dugu Yan, there is something I need to remind you of."

Lin Ye's expression grew slightly more solemn, and his voice turned serious.

"Before Senior Dugu Bo finds a suitable Soul Bone, the backlash poison in your body will continue to accumulate."

"I suggest that you come to me for detoxification once every month."

"Once a month?" Dugu Yan frowned.

"Yes." Lin Ye nodded.

"The poison accumulates in cycles, and one month is a relatively safe interval. If it goes beyond that, the poison will settle too deeply, making it much harder to remove."

Dugu Bo listened from the side and nodded gravely.

"Alright, once a month. Kid, where do you live?"