Since Wang Xian'er had given no direct response, Du Busi and Xuan Zi sensibly refrained from probing further.
Some things could neither be spelled out too clearly nor investigated too deeply.
As long as the implication was there, that was enough.
Leaving aside what Du Busi was thinking, Xuan Zi felt rather delighted.
No matter how one looked at it, Wang Xian'er was a powerhouse on the Douluo Continent's side. In these turbulent times, with the Sun Moon Empire harboring a wolf's ambition and liable to launch a continental war at any moment, every additional powerhouse on their side was good news.
Besides, their own Sea God Pavilion Master was still badly crippled. If Wang Xian'er really broke through to become a Limit Douluo, and Mu En was still alive then, they might be able to ask her to try healing him.
Then Shrek would also have a Limit Douluo at his peak holding the fort.
Even if Mu En's injuries were indeed troublesome, no one had ever seen a healing-type Limit Douluo before. No one knew just what someone at that level could do.
What if she could?
In truth, Du Busi entertained similar hopes to some extent.
Though he was not as pathetic as Dugu Bo ten thousand years ago, who had been tormented to the brink of ecstasy and agony by his own poison, anyone who followed the path of poison would inevitably suffer some bodily damage.
Moreover, he possessed the ability to undergo a gold-level second awakening, and he had played that trump card in battle plenty of times throughout his life.
A body martial soul's second awakening at silver level or below consumed only the user's vitality and soul power.
A gold-level second awakening, however, burned the user's life force to provide its boost. Even though Du Busi replenished his losses with all sorts of heavenly treasures after every battle, his body was certainly riddled with hidden injuries.
Those hidden injuries accounted for at least half the reason he could not break through to become a Limit Douluo.
If those injuries could be healed, his chances of breaking through would improve considerably, at the very least.
With Wang Xian'er protecting him throughout the process, Du Busi would even have an eighty-percent chance of becoming a Limit Douluo.
Every show of goodwill had a reason behind it. How could the two of them have come to offer congratulations without their own little agendas?
At that moment, both Du Busi and Xuan Zi actually hoped Wang Xian'er would become a Limit Douluo far more fervently than she herself did.
Wang Xian'er could probably guess their intentions, and she knew they would certainly need her help once she became a Limit Douluo. That was why she had let a little information slip.
She wanted to pave the way for Su Yuan.
Xuan Zi went without saying. Su Yuan would soon be attending Shrek, and with her connection there, he would certainly not suffer any mistreatment.
As for Du Busi and the Body Sect behind him, their conduct straddled righteousness and wickedness, but they were extremely faithful to their promises. Someday, she or Su Yuan might well need their help.
The Douluo Continent was only so big. They were all among the handful of powerhouses standing at the pinnacle of Soul Masters; even if they did not meet looking up, they would meet looking down.
Building good relationships could never hurt.
"Come here, little Yuan." Wang Xian'er brought Su Yuan forward from behind her and introduced the man before him. "This is Du Busi, sect master of the Body Sect. His title is Body, and he is a level 98 Super Douluo."
"Greetings, Senior Du." Neither servile nor arrogant, Su Yuan bowed slightly to Du Busi, showing his respect for a powerhouse.
"Du Busi, this is my successor. His name is Su Yuan," Wang Xian'er said.
Du Busi nodded slightly, while the members of the Body Sect behind him quietly sized Su Yuan up.
After a moment's thought, Du Busi tapped the soul tool storage ring on his hand, took out a wooden box, and offered it to Su Yuan.
"Lad, this is our first meeting, and I haven't prepared much of a gift. Take this piece of ten-thousand-year whale glue as my greeting gift."
In front of a junior, Du Busi no longer called himself "your old man" every other sentence as he had while trading barbs with Xuan Zi. Instead, he adopted a more dignified manner, shouldering the burden of being a senior.
Without another word, Su Yuan reached out, accepted it from Du Busi, and slipped it into his pocket in one smooth, flowing motion.
"A gift from an elder must not be refused. I'll gladly accept it. Thank you, Senior Du."
Meanwhile.
Xuan Zi's hand holding his wine gourd stiffened slightly. His expression grew somewhat unnatural, and his gaze instinctively fell to the Storage Soul Tool on his hand.
The ten-thousand-year whale glue Du Busi had casually produced was not particularly precious to powerhouses of their level, but that depended on the circumstances.
And what were Xuan Zi's circumstances?
Anyone who knew Xuan Zi would never doubt his ability to disappoint.
To say Xuan Zi was poor would certainly be impossible. After all, he was an old fossil of around two hundred, as well as a level 98 Super Douluo.
But if he were asked to produce some treasure right now as a greeting gift for Su Yuan, he really could not!
That was because Xuan Zi's soul tool contained nothing but all sorts of food, ingredients, seasonings, and great big jars of wine!
Just then, having made Du Busi's friendly acquaintance, Su Yuan turned toward Xuan Zi under Wang Xian'er's guidance.
Xuan Zi: ...
At the rather peculiar expression on Xuan Zi's face, the corner of Su Yuan's mouth could not help rising by a single pixel. Fortunately, his self-control was strong enough to hold firm at the critical moment.
Hold it in... hold it in! I'm still a small fry right now. I can't laugh!
Yet Su Yuan's ability to keep a straight face did not mean everyone else could.
Wild laughter like an explosive thunderclap immediately erupted from Du Busi beside them.
"Hahahahaha!!" Du Busi's old face bloomed into a chrysanthemum as he laughed, his mouth stretching almost to his ears and revealing a full set of neat white teeth. "Xuan Zi, you old bastard, surely you haven't sunk this low?"
"You meet a junior and can't even produce a greeting gift? Or has Shrek become that fucking poor?"
"If you're really stuck, your old man here wouldn't mind giving him a gift on your behalf!"
Hahahahahaha~
Du Busi spared Xuan Zi no dignity whatsoever. His laughter was outrageously unrestrained as he clutched his belly with one hand and pointed at Xuan Zi's nose with the other, as though that nose were gradually turning clown-red.
He had really taken one massive dump.
That loud, hearty laughter carried far into the distance, drawing the gazes of those nearby who had not dared approach under the pressure of their imposing presence.
With so many people watching his embarrassing display, Xuan Zi immediately had a bout of Down syndrome, his eyes turning bloodshot as he panted like an ox.
At any other time, being unable to produce a greeting gift would never have left Xuan Zi so thoroughly unable to get off the stage.
But standing before him was not only Wang Xian'er, who had newly reached level 98 and had hopes of reaching level 99, but also his old adversary, Du Busi.
Losing face before Du Busi hurt Xuan Zi worse than being killed!
Fortunately, Xuan Zi had not come alone this time. There was still someone who could offer him a step down.
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