Doro's Second Soul Skill

Doro burped and then lay down on the ground.

Jiang Lan: "..."

Dugu Bo: "..."

Dugu Bo was starting to lose his composure and didn't know what to say.

The spring water of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well is no ordinary water; drinking it will kill you.

"Master, Doro seems to be full from drinking too much." Jiang Lan squatted down next to Doro and poked its round belly with a finger.

Her belly was glistening from the spring water; it bounced back when poked, and felt even better than usual.

"Hiccup--" Doro hiccuped again, this time exhaling a small cloud of red and blue mist from his mouth. The mist condensed into a small dragon shape in the air, swirling twice before dissipating.

It rolled over, patted its belly with its little paws, and let out a satisfied "doro~".

The gist of it is: The water tastes good, but it's a bit too fizzy.

Dugu Bo took a deep breath and threw all the common knowledge in his mind about how drinking a sip of the spring water from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well would kill him into the trash heap.

Well, his disciple is a monster, and his disciple's Martial Soul is also a monster. What can he, as the master, do but get used to it?

"Alright, stop lying there." Dugu Bo walked over, bent down and picked Doro up from the ground, shaking off the water droplets like he was lifting a wet rag doll. "Since you're both alright, let's get down to business. Didn't you say you were going to prepare medicine for your Sister Yanyan? The herbs you need should all be available in this valley. Make a list, and I'll help you find them."

Jiang Lan then remembered the important matter, quickly stood up, closed his eyes, and searched his mind for knowledge about medicine in the Martial Arts Guga Form".

A moment later, he opened his eyes and solemnly recited a list of medicines.

Dugu Bo nodded, indicating that he understood, and then went to find the herbs Jiang Lan had mentioned.

Seeing that Dugu Bo had left, Jiang Lan looked at Doro and asked curiously, "Doro, what is your second Soul Skill?"

Doro rolled over, sat up from the ground, and rubbed his round belly with his two little hands.

She tilted her head to feel the changes within her body, blinked her big purple eyes, and then raised a small hand, palm up.

Two beams of light, one red and one blue, simultaneously shone from her palm, intertwining and swirling as they rose into the air, slowly condensing into two palm-sized dragons.

It was entirely crimson, with tiny flames dancing on its scales, and sparks flying out with a gentle flick of its tail.

The other one was entirely ice-blue, with a thin layer of ice crystals covering its scales, and its wings stirred up a fine mist of ice when it flapped.

Two small dragons circled once above her palm, then hovered side by side in front of Jiang Lan, raising their little heads and letting out a tender yet powerful dragon roar.

"This is my second Soul Skill, Ice Fire Twin Dragons!" Doro's voice was filled with barely suppressed pride, the ribbon in her bun swaying with her movements. "From now on, I won't just turn into Ju Zi! I can also fight for you! The Fire Dragon will breathe fire, and the Ice Dragon will breathe ice. Whoever bullies you, I'll spray them with ice!"

The two little dragons seemed to understand their master's words. The Fire Dragon opened its mouth and spat out a spark the size of a soybean into the air, while the Ice Dragon spewed out a plume of ice mist as thick as a chopstick.

Although it was still pitifully small, the sparks that landed on the rocks instantly burned a small crater, and the rock walls covered with a thin layer of ice as the icy mist drifted by. Its power was definitely not to be underestimated.

It's not hard to imagine how terrifying their combat power would be once Doro's cultivation level improves and these two little dragons grow up.

Jiang Lan squatted down in front of Doro and poked the ice-blue dragon with his finger. The Ice Dragon swayed from the poke, flicked its tail, and splashed Jiang Lan's face with tiny, Sisi ice crystals.

He poked the fiery red dragon again, and the Fire Dragon sneezed, exhaling a small ball of flame that slightly blackened his fingertips.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Jiang Lan lifted Doro and spun around several times on the spot. The Penguin Suit's soaked sleeves flicked out a string of water droplets, which splashed onto the rocks next to her and made a sizzling sound.

The two little dragons were flung around in the air, and the Fire Dragon managed to stay afloat by clinging tightly to the Ice Dragon's tail.

Doro was spinning so fast that his big purple eyes turned into mosquito coils, and he made a series of mumbled protests.

After finally waiting for Jiang Lan to stop, Doro wobbled to his feet, looked down at his round belly, and suddenly remembered something. He stretched out his little hand and snapped his fingers in the air.

With a crisp snap, the two small dragons darted back into her body and disappeared.

"And that's not all!" Doro puffed out his chest, his smugness still lingering. "When those two dragons aren't fighting, they live inside my belly, helping me digest Ju Zi faster! I'll never overeat Ju Zi again!"

Doro said this with an extremely serious expression, as if not being able to eat too Ju Zi without getting full was the most pride-worthy skill on the entire continent.

Seeing this, Jiang Lan remained silent.

He really didn't know how to best criticize Doro.

Not long after, Dugu Bo leaped down from a cliff, carrying a large handful of herbs, each one covered in dew and soil, clearly freshly picked.

Dugu Bo placed the herbs in front of Jiang Lan, patted the dirt off his hands, and said, "Everything you wanted is here, and I even prepared two extra just in case."

Jiang Lan squatted down and carefully counted everything, then nodded in satisfaction.

Then Jiang Lan raised her head and looked at Dugu Bo: "Master, I'll prepare the medicine for you now. After your problem is solved, we'll deal with Sister Yan's, because your problem is more serious."

Dugu Bo nodded and said, "Okay."

To be honest, he was quite touched; his young apprentice was very filial.

Jiang Lan neatly arranged the herbs by category, then took out the jade medicine mortar that Dugu Bo usually used for refining medicine from his Penguin Suit pocket and began to prepare the medicine. His technique was surprisingly skillful; his fingertips moved swiftly among the herbs, crushing what needed to be crushed, juicing what needed to be juiced, and mixing what needed to be mixed. His movements were so fluid that even Dugu Bo, a veteran Titled Douluo, couldn't get a word in edgewise.

In less than fifteen minutes, Jiang Lan presented Dugu Bo with a bowl of dark green medicinal liquid.

The bowl of medicine emitted an extremely strange smell, as if it were a mixture of sludge and rotten leaves from a swamp, with tiny green bubbles rising to the surface.

The smell released after the bubbles burst caused Doro, who was standing three steps away, to cover his nose and take several steps back.

"Master, drink up!" Jiang Lan looked up at Dugu Bo, her eyes filled with sincerity.

Dugu Bo looked down at the bowl of medicine, the color of which resembled swamp mud and the smell of which resembled rotting seaweed, and his stomach churned instinctively.

He had spent his entire life dealing with poisons and believed that his tolerance to all sorts of strange liquids far exceeded that of ordinary people, but this bowl of stuff in front of him made his Titled Douluo instincts scream.

"This stuff... can you drink it?" Dugu Bo's voice carried a rare hint of hesitation.