Dugu Jue's Death

One wrong move, and the Clear Sky Sect's past would repeat itself.

They would send five or six Titled Douluo to surround and kill his grandfather.

That would be a disaster.

He would never gamble with his grandfather's life or his family's safety.

With that thought, Dugu Jue released his Martial Soul. Four Soul Rings—yellow, purple, purple, and black—rose beneath his feet. His arms became dragon claws, and a purple-black cloud of poison swirled around him.

The moment it appeared, every plant within ten feet began to wither before their eyes.

"He has a ten-thousand-year fourth ring and a thousand-year Second Soul Ring too." Concern flashed through Chrysanthemum Pass's eyes. He looked at Gui Mei. "Old Ghost, what do we do?"

"If the brat wants to die, we'll oblige him." Unlike Chrysanthemum Pass, Gui Mei sounded completely confident.

"All right, you two old fossils, stop standing there and let my grandson through," Dugu Bo urged.

"Old Poison, if your grandson is looking for death, don't say I didn't warn you." Chrysanthemum Pass had finally had enough of being humiliated by Dugu Bo, who had once been weaker than him.

Gui Mei seemed to foresee Dugu Jue's death. He sent Chrysanthemum Pass a voice transmission: "Be ready to use our Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

Chrysanthemum Pass nodded. He and Gui Mei stepped aside, clearing the way.

Dugu Jue, still in Martial Soul Possession, glanced toward the direction his grandfather had gone. Then he resolutely darted beneath the waterfall and into the cave that had already been opened.

The tunnel was three meters high and two meters wide, stretching deep into the mountain. It was more or less as Dugu Jue remembered from the original story.

But perhaps it was his imagination.

The cave was unusually cold.

Unlike the extreme chill of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes' cold spring, this cold felt sinister.

Dugu Jue frowned. Almost instinctively, his third Soul Ring lit up, and he activated his only enhancement Soul Skill: Jiaolong's Fury.

His poison attribute doubled, while his strength, speed, defense, attack power, and Soul Power rose by fifty percent. Unless he ended the skill himself, its effects would last until his Soul Power ran dry.

Under Jiaolong's Fury, Dugu Jue's muscles swelled, and the purple-black poison cloud around him thickened into something almost solid, like a protective barrier.

Only then did Dugu Jue breathe easier and continue deeper into the cave.

At the end of the passage, everything around him brightened. He looked up and saw an opening in the stone ceiling.

Below it lay a stone chamber about ten square meters in size.

Directly beneath the opening, a young man put a lead box containing the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone into his Soul Tool. He was about to take the Blue Silver Emperor Seed of Life as well.

Dugu Jue's footsteps interrupted him. His face hardened, and a chilling gleam flashed in his eyes.

"I—"

Before Dugu Jue could say more, the young man stopped what he was doing and turned into a streak of blood-red light that swept through him.

The light was impossibly concentrated and sharp. Before it even reached him, it had sliced through the surrounding walls. It moved as fast as lightning. Trapped at the tunnel entrance with nowhere to dodge, Dugu Jue instinctively raised both dragon claws to meet it.

Slash!

The blood-red light swept through Dugu Jue. His deadly poison cloud—enough to kill any Soul Ancestor on contact and cripple even a Soul King or Soul Emperor—shattered as though it were made of paper.

An instant later, both his arms were severed at the shoulders and sent flying. His upper body followed.

He had been cut in half at the waist.

The blood-red light had somehow become the young man again.

He wore a dark-blue fitted outfit with red panels, a high collar, a tailored waist, a wide black belt, and tightly bound leggings.

The outfit was mostly dark, with red accents. His face was not particularly handsome, but he carried the weary air of someone who had killed.

His features were ordinary, even a little rough, yet his presence felt utterly natural. An ordinary handsome youth would have seemed slight beside him.

Had Lin Yuan been there, he would have recognized him as the friendly young man who had tried to buy Whale Rubber from him, only to be talked into turning his attention to Lin Tian.

But there was nothing friendly about him now. Holding the Black-White Single-Edged Twin Swords, he radiated murderous intent.

He looked just like Black-White Xuanzhan from The Legend of Qin.

No—in The Legend of Qin, the Luo Net named its assassins after swords. The Martial Soul in his hands was clearly the pair of Black-White Xuanzhan swords.

In a sense, he was Xuanzhan.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Dugu Jue's arms and upper body struck the ground in three successive thuds. Only his lower body remained standing.

Pfft— Watching his lower body slowly topple, Dugu Jue spat a mouthful of blood. He stared at the swords in the young man's hands, disbelief filling his eyes. "Black-White Xuanzhan... How is this possible?"

"Tang San, Transmigrators—it makes no difference. Anyone who threatens my teacher must die. You aren't the first, and you won't be the last." Xuan Jian had inherited Xuanzhan's Martial Soul, and the moment it awakened, Xuanzhan's sword techniques and cultivation methods had appeared in his mind.

Even his personality had grown remarkably similar to Xuanzhan's.

In the original Legend of Qin, Wei Xianxian saved Xuanzhan's life. He fell in love with her and became willing to protect her for the rest of his life.

Bibi Dong had saved Xuan Jian, and he had fallen madly in love with her too. He had sworn to protect her forever.

He would never let her meet the same tragic fate as in the original story.

There was just one difference.

Bibi Dong's heart belonged to Yu Xiaogang, not him.

In the original story, Tang San would leave Nouding Academy after school and return to Holy Soul Village. Tang Hao would meet Yu Xiaogang that night, then leave.

When Xuan Jian had gone to obtain his Second Soul Ring, he had originally planned to use that chance to kill Yu Xiaogang.

But then he heard someone in Notting City was buying Whale Rubber. A little investigation revealed a suspected Transmigrator there: Lin Tian.

The fool had tried to take Xiao Wu away and ended up being hammered to death by Tang Hao.

From then on, Xuan Jian knew he was not the only Transmigrator.

And compared with Tang San, the other Transmigrators were clearly the deadlier threat.

So Xuan Jian killed every one he encountered.

Unfortunately, so far they had all been small fry.

Dugu Jue, who had delivered himself right to Xuan Jian, was his first truly big catch.

As for Yu Tianlong of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and Long Aotian, the sycophantic Transmigrator from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he would kill them sooner or later too.

With that, Xuan Jian stepped forward and cut off Dugu Jue's head, then searched his Soul Tool.

Apart from a Lovesick Heartbreak Red, he found no Immortal Herbs.

"So he didn't carry the other Immortal Herbs. Was he saving this one for Qian Renxue, while Dugu Bo kept the rest? No matter. Sooner or later, every Immortal Herb in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes will be mine."

Xuan Jian struck his chest and spat a mouthful of blood from his heart onto the Lovesick Heartbreak Red. The flower quietly fell from the Wujue Stone.