A Terrifying Transformation Ability

The Man Faced Demon Spider's body, smashed into a puddle, writhed for a moment before returning to its original, unharmed state.

"So this is a Liquid Slime?" Dugu Yan stared curiously at the Man Faced Demon Spider.

A Man Faced Demon Spider would never recover after being kicked apart.

"What a terrifying transformation ability." Dugu Bo landed before Gu Ping'an and Dugu Yan with a sigh of admiration.

Even a mighty Titled Douluo like him could not see through it.

"Terrifying indeed!"

Gu Ping'an looked at the Man Faced Demon Spider before him, recalling that he had actually encountered Liquid Slimes during the past seven days. He simply had not recognized them.

Also, which was stronger—the Liquid Slime's transformation ability or Qian Renxue's?

Unfortunately, he had no mind-reading ability. Otherwise, he could have staged a showdown between a real and a fake Qian Renxue.

"Your Eminence Poison Douluo, sorry for the trouble, but please restrain it for me."

The Liquid Slime was not strong in combat, and Dugu Bo subdued it easily.

"Gu brat, think this through. This is a ten-thousand-year soul beast."

Seeing Gu Ping'an approach the Liquid Slime disguised as a Man Faced Demon Spider, Dugu Bo spoke up to remind him.

"A powerful physique alone isn't enough to absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring. There's also the soul shock caused by the soul beast's lingering soul."

Without looking back, Gu Ping'an waved to indicate that he understood.

Reaching the Man Faced Demon Spider restrained by Dugu Bo's soul power, Gu Ping'an took out a longsword and stabbed it fiercely into the spider's head.

"Hm?"

Gu Ping'an looked in mild surprise at the spot where his sword had pierced the Man Faced Demon Spider's head.

No blood!

No soul ring!

The blade trembled slightly, and the Liquid Slime writhed back into its original form.

It was nearly the size of an adult, somewhat resembling translucent jelly, with a layer of flowing liquid over its body.

There was not a single wound on it.

The Liquid Slime and Gu Ping'an stared at each other, wide-eyed.

"Sorry!" Gu Ping'an murmured as a fiery-red Rasengan appeared in his hand.

Boom!

The fiery-red Rasengan struck the Liquid Slime, blasting it into pieces that scattered everywhere.

"It's still alive!" Dugu Bo reminded him from the side.

The fragments of the Liquid Slime scattered across the ground all became puddles of flowing liquid, seemingly trying to gather back together.

"Is this... impossible to kill?" Dugu Yan covered her small mouth, her eyes round with shock as she stared at the liquid flowing across the ground.

Gu Ping'an also stared at the scattered Liquid Slime in surprise.

The Liquid Slime was weak, had poor defenses, and moved slowly. He had thought its transformation ability was its only noteworthy asset.

He had never expected its recovery ability to be so terrifying as well.

"Blue Silver Grass!"

Gu Ping'an raised his hand and summoned his Blue Silver Grass, sending strands of Blue Silver vines to coil around the Liquid Slime scattered across the ground.

"Silver-Blue Devouring!"

Gu Ping'an controlled the Blue Silver Grass, devouring the Liquid Slime's life essence and soul power with all his might.

This was the drawback of the Soul-Devouring Thorn's devouring ability.

It swallowed everything whole, like gulping down a date without chewing, unable to distinguish life essence from soul power.

As its life essence and soul power drained away, the liquid-like Liquid Slime gradually shriveled, becoming like a piece of dried jelly.

Specks of black starlight rose from the scattered remains of the Liquid Slime, slowly gathering at the center to form a black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

"Boy, think this through. I can still help interrupt the absorption of a Thousand-Year Soul Ring, but I can't resolve the soul shock from a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring for you."

Dugu Bo warned him again.

"Don't worry. I'm confident."

Gu Ping'an would not be foolish enough to seek his own death.

His soul had lived two lives, been tempered by Spacetime Energy, and had its Spiritual Power enhanced by the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew.

Moreover, the Liquid Slime was not adept at Spiritual Power.

He was ninety percent certain he could handle the soul shock from this ten-thousand-year Liquid Slime's soul ring.

"All right! Be careful, Gu brat."

Seeing that he could not persuade him, Dugu Bo stopped trying.

"Little Ping'an, be careful."

Dugu Yan spoke softly and sweetly from the side.

"Mm!"

Gu Ping'an nodded lightly, then turned his gaze to the ten-thousand-year Liquid Slime's soul ring.

He drew the soul ring toward him, and it settled around his body.

Immediately, immense energy surged into him in wave after wave.

The soul power within the soul ring rushed into every limb and bone, racing wildly along his Meridians.

A painful, swollen sensation came from within, and clear blood-red lines appeared across his skin.

"Grandpa, will Little Ping'an be all right?"

Dugu Yan's eyes grew moist as she watched Gu Ping'an anxiously.

"Don't panic. Wait a little longer.

"If it really doesn't work, I'll forcibly interrupt it later. At worst, his mind will suffer some damage."

Dugu Bo reached out to stop Dugu Yan from approaching.

Gu Ping'an sat cross-legged on the ground, doing his utmost to refine the soul power pouring into his body.

The Blue Silver Emperor soul bone in his right leg automatically activated its self-healing ability, repairing the internal injuries caused by the immense energy tearing through him.

"A soul bone?"

Dugu Bo looked at Gu Ping'an's right leg in surprise. After staring at it for a while, he slowly closed his eyes.

Two hours later.

The blood-red lines spreading over Gu Ping'an's skin gradually faded. Deep within his sea of consciousness, something soft and feeble seemed to strike his mind again and again.

A mental massage?

Gu Ping'an did not understand, but he accepted it.

Perhaps it was because the Liquid Slime was not adept at Spiritual Power!

It was actually the immense soul power of the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring that he had nearly failed to endure.

The black soul ring slowly sank into his body. Gu Ping'an spread his hands and stretched his waist and arms, a series of cracks sounding from his body.

This was a sign of his body growing rapidly after absorbing a soul ring.

Gu Ping'an no longer looked like a six-year-old child. He was now almost as tall as Dugu Yan.

"Third ring absorbed. Level thirty-four."

Gu Ping'an summoned his martial soul. His third, black soul ring flickered slightly, and his entire body melted and reformed like a wax figure.

In moments, another Dugu Yan stood in his place.

"Wow! Little Ping'an, is this your third soul skill?"

Dugu Yan reached out in amazement, touching here and pinching there.

Dugu Bo examined him with wide eyes, hoping to spot a flaw, but the longer he looked, the deeper his brow furrowed.

Had Gu Ping'an not transformed right before his eyes, he might not have been able to tell which Dugu Yan was real.

"Gu brat, this soul skill of yours is really something."

"Martial Soul Possession!" With a thought, dragon horns grew from the head of Dugu Yan, whom Gu Ping'an had transformed into, and a dragon tail emerged behind him.

"This..." Dugu Bo froze.

He could even reproduce a martial soul?

If he slipped into a crowd, who could possibly tell?

"No! The soul rings don't have the corresponding abilities, and I don't have Yanyan's external soul bone either."

Gu Ping'an carefully examined the one yellow and one purple soul rings on his body. His hands bore the appearance of the earthy-gold scales of Dugu Yan's external soul bone, but none of its corresponding abilities.

Simply put, it was all for show.

When releasing a soul skill, he could use his transformation ability to make the soul ring flash, but he could not reproduce its actual ability.

"That's enough, Gu brat. Your ability is already absurd. Without seeing you fight for real, even a Titled Douluo couldn't gauge your true strength."

Dugu Bo spoke as he watched Gu Ping'an pick faults with the soul ring abilities.

"It's not as though I can't fight." Gu Ping'an stared at his hands, which had transformed into dragon claws.

The dragon transformation gradually faded, and a spear appeared.

Gu Ping'an hefted the silvery-white spear, then hurled it into the distance.

Pfft—crack!

A towering tree two arm spans thick was pierced straight through.

"Not bad. The Blue Silver Emperor is quite sturdy, so some of the martial souls I simulate aren't bad either. If I learn some spear techniques, I could pass for a spear-type martial soul master."

Dugu Bo fell silent!

Bodily transformation!

Martial soul simulation!

Once he disappeared into a crowd, he truly would be impossible to find.

Suddenly, Gu Ping'an's body gradually elongated, becoming tall, thin, and withered.

Two Dugu Bos stood there.

The real Dugu Bo stared at the nine soul rings on the fake Dugu Bo, Gu Ping'an, and sank into an even deeper silence.

"Wow! Two Grandpas!" Dugu Yan exclaimed from the side. She could not tell them apart at all.

"Pretty good. I can simulate even some very powerful soul masters or those with special abilities.

"If I don't have to fight, I can simulate almost any soul master."

As he spoke, Gu Ping'an gradually changed his body.

"What did you get this ability for?"

Dugu Bo watched Gu Ping'an with an odd expression. On closer inspection, there was even a trace of wariness in his eyes.

A terrifying transformation ability.

It meant that as long as Gu Ping'an understood someone well enough, he could replace them convincingly.

Imagine the friends and family around you being silently replaced at some unknown moment.

You would not even be able to spot a flaw. The thought alone was frightening.

"To stay alive!"

Gu Ping'an displayed the yellow, purple, and black soul rings on his body.

"If I show these three soul rings, hordes of factions will want to capture me. How am I supposed to survive without disguising them?"

"Hmph! What faction would dare capture you? Do they think I, Dugu Bo, am made of clay?" Dugu Bo snorted coldly.

An almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Gu Ping'an's mouth.

Dugu Bo's words meant that he intended to back him, though Gu Ping'an did not actually need it.

Still, Dugu Bo really did treat those he acknowledged well.

"Your Eminence Poison Douluo, of course I trust in your might, but avoiding a little trouble is always a good thing."

As he spoke, the yellow, purple, and black soul rings on Gu Ping'an's body gradually became the standard yellow, yellow, and purple.

His features also began to turn ordinary.

His silvery-white hair, threaded with gold, became jet-black.

His silvery-white eyes with golden pupils also became an ordinary pair of black-and-white eyes.

The Blue Silver Emperor in his hand became unremarkable, its long, slender blue leaves ordinary and commonplace.

Dugu Bo watched Gu Ping'an quietly. His Mutated Blue Silver Grass simulated ordinary Blue Silver Grass with almost perfect fidelity.

Even if the Spirit Hall's Pope came now, he would dare say that the Pope could not connect Gu Ping'an's current appearance to his former one.

It really is a terrifying transformation ability. If I get the chance, perhaps I could try replacing Xue Ye. No need to fight, and plenty of resources.

The thought flashed through Gu Ping'an's mind.