Forging an Alliance, Heading to the Icefire Yin-Yang Well

Seeing Bing Yekong's extraordinary talent, along with the conditions he had proposed earlier, Yang Wudi realized that he seemed to have no reason to refuse.

"Ha ha ha, good! At such a young age, you are already so accomplished. I admire you. From this day onward, the Po Clan shall join the force behind you!"

He immediately rose to his feet. "I'll go gather the clansmen and prepare for relocation at once!"

"Wait, Senior Yang!"

Bing Yekong spoke up, stopping Yang Wudi.

"The Po Clan's holdings here cannot simply be abandoned. Senior Yang, you can return with me alone for now. When we truly establish a sect in the future, we can bring your clansmen over then."

As long as he could bring Yang Wudi along, Bing Yekong was confident that he could cure Dugu Bo's poison.

With Yang Wudi as a safeguard, combined with those immortal herbs, they would surely be able to come up with a solution.

And if all else failed, there was still Tang San's method from the original story as a fallback.

Yang Wudi scratched his head upon hearing this. "You're right. Then this old man will set off with you alone."

He called over a clansman, briefly explained that he would be leaving, and entrusted the clan's affairs to the elders.

"Alright, little brother. Let's go."

Bing Yekong nodded and left the Yang Family with Yang Wudi.

"Senior Yang, before heading to Element City, I need your help with something."

Bing Yekong did not intend to return directly. Instead, he planned to visit the Icefire Yin-Yang Well.

He wanted to win Dugu Bo over as soon as possible, lest complications arise from delay.

"No problem. I, Yang Wudi, am no ungrateful wretch. You allowed me to obtain the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb I had pursued for half my life. Even if you ask me to climb a mountain of blades or cross a sea of fire, this old man will not refuse!"

Bing Yekong's willingness to form an alliance with Yang Wudi was partly due to his character.

He drew clear lines between love and hatred, repaid kindness with kindness, and possessed a frankness that Bing Yekong valued greatly.

"We will be facing a Titled Douluo. You may need to fight him."

Bing Yekong had long prepared for the worst-case scenario.

Given Dugu Bo's temperament, they might very well end up fighting.

As expected, Yang Wudi's first reaction upon hearing that he would be fighting a Titled Douluo was excitement.

"A Titled Douluo? Ha ha ha, good! It has been a long time since I last fought someone stronger than myself. This time, I must have a truly satisfying battle!"

If any other Soul Douluo said such words, it would surely be empty boasting.

But Yang Wudi was different. He truly could contend with a Titled Douluo as a Soul Douluo.

When Bing Yekong had felt Yang Wudi's pressure earlier, he had already roughly gauged his cultivation. That pressure was about on par with Shui Qingrou's, except it carried an unmatched sharpness. Thus, he could determine that Yang Wudi had already broken through to the Soul Douluo rank.

Dugu Bo's strength was absolutely at the bottom among Titled Douluo. The reason he was difficult to deal with lay in his poison arts.

But Yang Wudi possessed the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb.

With that, a Yang Wudi immune to poison would have no trouble not only restraining Dugu Bo, but even killing him alone.

Several days later, Bing Yekong arrived at Sunset Forest once more.

"Senior Yang, take out the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb and wear it at your waist."

Yang Wudi nodded, took out the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb, and fastened it to his waist.

As they ventured deeper, Yang Wudi, who had dealt with poisons for half his life, keenly detected the faint toxins in the air.

When the two arrived before the toxic miasma, Yang Wudi's eyes were filled with shock.

He reached out and touched a trace of the poisonous fog.

Protected by the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb, nothing happened.

"What potent poison. Little brother, what are we doing here?"

"That Titled Douluo is here."

The moment Bing Yekong finished speaking, a terrifying pressure of soul power descended upon them.

"Who dares trespass upon this old man's territory?!"

Facing the pressure, Yang Wudi released his martial soul without hesitation.

The Soul-Breaking Spear appeared in his hand, followed by eight Soul Rings: two yellow, two purple, and four black.

With the support of his martial soul, Yang Wudi easily withstood the pressure.

A green figure descended from the sky.

White-haired and green-eyed, it was Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo stared coldly at Bing Yekong and Yang Wudi.

"Hmph, a mere Soul Douluo. Why have you trespassed into this old man's territory?"

Yang Wudi was utterly baffled by the question, and his temper flared at once.

"You old bastard, this old man was merely passing through. How was I supposed to know this was your territory?!"

Seeing that a mere Soul Douluo dared provoke him, Dugu Bo immediately grew furious.

"This old man clearly heard that brat mention a Titled Douluo. You still dare lie!"

Behind him, the phantom of an enormous green serpent emerged.

The Jade-Scaled Serpent Emperor martial soul.

Then, nine Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet: two yellow, two purple, and five black.

"A Titled Douluo with a venomous serpent martial soul... you are Dugu Bo, the Poison Douluo?!"

"Now you know fear? Too late!"

Unfortunately, Dugu Bo was being rather self-important.

Yang Wudi was not afraid. He was excited.

Glancing at the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb fastened at his waist, Yang Wudi gave a loud shout and charged forward eagerly.

Seeing that his opponent was not only unafraid but actually attacking him, Dugu Bo was so furious that he laughed.

The Jade-Scaled Serpent Emperor's massive tail lashed fiercely toward Yang Wudi.

An ordinary Soul Douluo would certainly have been unable to withstand Dugu Bo's enraged strike.

But this time, it was Yang Wudi.

The tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear gleamed as it carried an unstoppable momentum.

The Soul-Breaking Spear emphasized offense without defense, an unyielding advance.

Sure enough, Yang Wudi's full-force strike successfully blocked Dugu Bo's attack and sent the serpent's tail flying aside.

Dugu Bo was greatly shaken.

Though he was not skilled in close combat, he was still a Titled Douluo.

The fellow before him had only just reached the Soul Douluo rank in terms of soul power fluctuations, yet he had actually withstood an attack from him in his furious state.

After the shock, Dugu Bo finally employed the poison he was most proficient in.

The Jade-Scaled Serpent Emperor opened its enormous jaws, spraying out countless wisps of emerald-green toxic mist that flew toward Yang Wudi.

They were all the Jade-Scaled Serpent Emperor's deadly venom. An ordinary person would die the instant they touched it.

Yet Yang Wudi acted as though he had not seen it.

That exchange just now had successfully brought out his fighting rhythm. He now felt his momentum burning hot.

He raised the Soul-Breaking Spear, its tip flashing red, and charged directly through the green mist toward Dugu Bo.

"Hmph, courting death!"

As Dugu Bo watched Yang Wudi charge into the toxic mist, his eyes brimmed with contempt and mockery.

He did not even bother to defend himself, because he had absolute confidence in his poison. A Soul Douluo who had only just broken through could not withstand it.

But then, a scene that left him utterly astonished appeared.

The instant Yang Wudi came into contact with the toxic mist, a faint halo emerged around his body.

Empowered by that halo, the toxic mist proved completely ineffective against Yang Wudi.

The Soul-Breaking Spear tore through the air as it thrust toward Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo was caught completely off guard.

In his panic, he gathered his soul power and formed it into a shield of light to block the strike.

Yet the instant the tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear touched the shield, it pierced straight through it as though it were made of paper.