Whale Glue? Was He Going to Drug the Pope?

He should have died twenty years ago.

But fate often played cruel jokes. It had let an old ghost like him, who deserved death most of all, survive, while sending his son and daughter-in-law, two young people, to the underworld together.

As he recalled the past, a trace of deathly intent surfaced in Dugu Bo's eyes.

Then let him die like this!!!

He would merely follow in that foolish child's footsteps!

Yue Guan's hair stood on end, and he recoiled in fright.

He knew a little about Dugu Bo's past. Under normal circumstances, he would have loved to mock him thoroughly, but today, he racked his brains trying to comfort Dugu Bo.

"Wait! Old poison, think about your granddaughter. Little Yan is so adorable!"

"They're just immortal herbs. Why risk your lives over this?"

Dugu Bo merely sneered.

"Without immortal herbs to defy fate and change destiny, the outcome will ultimately be an early death. Rather than cling to life and watch my last family member leave me, I would rather die here in a blaze of glory!"

"Hahaha! And I even have two Super Douluo to be buried with me!"

Yue Guan's face turned pale.

"Then what exactly will it take for you to calm down?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo never doubted whether Dugu Bo had the courage to perish together with them.

He had known Dugu Bo for a long time.

This old poison had always possessed a self-destructive streak deep in his bones!

Dugu Bo said, "I discovered this Icefire Yin Yang Well more than a decade ago. I have guarded this place ever since. My demands are not high. I only want two immortal herbs, enough to solve the toxin problem for Yan Yan and me."

There was no need to hide it any longer.

Dugu Bo laid bare the secret behind the Dugu Clan's generations of premature deaths: the poison of the Jade Phosphor Serpent martial soul. His poison arts were unmatched on the continent, but the stronger his poison arts became, the more severe the martial soul's backlash would be.

Yue Guan pondered for a moment before saying,

"So that's how it is. Immortal herbs can indeed compensate for flaws in martial souls. There is a high chance they can resolve the toxin issue afflicting your Dugu Clan."

"But His Holiness the Pope sent Gui Mei and me to find the Icefire Yin Yang Well. Once we find it, we do not have the authority to dispose of anything here. We must report to His Holiness the Pope immediately."

"Old poison, why don't you wait for now?"

"After I ask His Holiness the Pope for instructions, His Holiness is kind-hearted. Seeing how miserable you are, she will definitely approve giving you some immortal herbs."

Dugu Bo: "..."

A savage gleam burst from his emerald-green pupils!

That damned Yue Guan!

Was he treating him like a three-year-old child?!

I'll blow you to pieces!!!

"Wait a little longer!"

Sensing an extreme danger, Yue Guan no longer dared provoke Dugu Bo and could only say helplessly,

"Then tell me, what do you want to do?"

Dugu Bo's expression fluctuated uncertainly.

If he forced Yue Guan to let him choose suitable immortal herbs and take them away, then once he left the Icefire Yin Yang Well, he would have no chance of escape from the net waiting outside.

Dugu Bo held his poison core out before Yue Guan.

"Little monster, swallow my poison core. The moment I die, it will immediately self-destruct inside your body!"

Pinching his fingers in an orchid gesture, Yue Guan said disdainfully,

"You want me to eat something you spat out of your mouth?"

"Are you eating it or not?"

"I'll eat it!"

Yue Guan directly took the poison core and swallowed it, then said,

"Is that enough now?"

"Move aside. Don't block the way!"

With that, Yue Guan strode past Dugu Bo and came before a golden immortal herb with unfocused eyes. Like a lovesick fool, he took a deep breath, utterly intoxicated.

"Little chrysanthemum, you smell so good~"

Dugu Bo: "..."

Gui Mei: "..."

Gui Mei held his forehead, once again feeling that his partner was rather embarrassing.

Sky Screen timeline—

Lu Xuan said, "Disciple, you're already level 58. You might as well cultivate until you reach Soul Emperor before going out. Then your master will take you to hunt Soul Rings."

To outsiders, this Icefire Yin Yang Well might have seemed like a paradise on earth, but Lu Xuan found it unbearably boring.

The place was only so big. Staying here all day would bore anyone to death.

What he missed most were his days in Slaughter City and on Sea God Island.

Everyone in Slaughter City was talented, spoke pleasantly, and had delicious souls.

And on Sea God Island, the endless seas had so many Sea Soul Beasts that Lu Xuan had practically eaten himself into a coma.

But for the system rewards, Lu Xuan decided to be a homebody for another two days.

He strolled leisurely through the perilous Icefire Yin Yang Well, gathering many ten-thousand-year and thousand-year medicinal herbs. Then he took out a chunk of amber-colored Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue from his storage soul tool.

Bibi Dong watched him curiously.

"Teacher, what are you going to do?"

Lu Xuan took out a massive cauldron from his storage soul tool and slammed it onto the ground with a boom. He clapped his hands and said calmly,

"Refine medicine!"

"Your constitution is far too weak. Your Soul Rings are merely standard issue. If your master hadn't been limited by circumstances back then, my first Soul Ring would have been a thousand-year one."

"As my disciple, I won't concern myself with your first five Soul Rings. But if you can't absorb Soul Rings beyond your limits from the sixth onward, I'll truly have to expel you from the sect."

"My standards aren't high. By your eighth Soul Ring, it should at least be red, right?"

Outside the Sky Screen.

The audience had gone numb.

"I'm sorry, I'm trash. My first Soul Ring was white."

"No, doesn't the book say that there are limits on the age of Soul Rings one can absorb? Wouldn't absorbing one beyond its age limit make you explode and die?"

"Your eighth Soul Ring has to be a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring... This time, I'm really a little jealous of His Holiness the Pope."

"Don't just stand there! Take out your notebooks and write this down! I have a feeling that the Supreme Douluo is about to reveal something huge! This could very well be a top secret regarding absorbing Soul Rings beyond their age limits!"

"Uh, is that amber-colored thing in the Supreme Douluo's hand Whale Glue? Damn, the Supreme Douluo's image is collapsing. Why is he holding such an indecent thing?"

"Whale Glue? Surely the Supreme Douluo isn't planning to drug His Holiness the Pope?"

"Fuck, I really need to teach you a lesson. The Supreme Douluo just sternly rejected His Holiness the Pope throwing herself at him. Drug her my ass!"

Refine medicine?

However, Ye Qingshui, head of the Nine-Hearted Begonia family; Yang Wudi, chief of the Clan of Destruction; and Yue Guan, who was intoxicated by the Mighty Qirong Chrysanthemum, all became excited in an instant. They immediately put down what they were doing, pulled out small notebooks from their storage soul tools, and stared eagerly at the Sky Screen like elementary school students!

You ignorant people.

These people had no idea what exactly the Sky Screen had brought them, nor how precious the teachings of the Supreme Douluo truly were!

The Sky Screen's constant presence was precisely what made ignorant people overlook how valuable it was.

Sky Screen timeline—

Saintess Bibi Dong asked Lu Xuan like an inquisitive child,

"Master, Master, what is this?"

Lu Xuan glanced at it and answered casually,

"This is Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue. I have Hundred-Thousand-Year Whale Glue too, but I was afraid your little body couldn't handle it."

If Bibi Dong really swallowed Hundred-Thousand-Year Whale Glue,

she would probably transform from a jade maiden into a lustful woman on the spot. Would Lu Xuan have to help her out then?

Bibi Dong nodded as if she understood.

"Then what does this Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue do?"

"You don't know about this stuff? Aren't those nobles especially fond of it? It acts as an aphrodisiac and boosts virility. Some even use it to treat impotence."

Ah?!

Saintess Bibi Dong's pretty face turned bright red. She secretly glanced at Lu Xuan's profile, her face as red as a ripe persimmon.

Whale Glue was so improper, yet Master was going to make her eat it? Sure enough, there was no such thing as kindness without reason in this world. Every gift from fate had already been secretly marked with a price.

What was she supposed to do?

Run, or enjoy it.

She couldn't run away anyway...

Come to think of it.

Master's profile... was so handsome.