Chapter 306: The Expedition
Dugu Shuo was utterly stunned.
The thing he had dreamed of for years had suddenly come true?
He was the Dugu clan's patriarch, yet he could not command Dugu Bo.
Last time, they had reached cooperation, but it was only that—cooperation.
Now Dugu Bo had been beaten into submission by his son.
Happiness had arrived too quickly.
"Feng'er, come—kneel!"
Dugu Shuo shot to his feet and knelt with a thud before the tablets.
He faced the two names carved there: Dugu Hai and Dugu Hao.
Dugu Feng dared not be remiss and knelt respectfully beside Dugu Shuo.
"Reporting to Grandfather Hai and Father Hao: my son Dugu Feng has, by his own strength, defeated the unfilial clansman Dugu Bo and returned him to the clan, restoring the Dugu clan's unity.
Feng'er is the future master of our Dugu clan. May Grandfather and Father bless Feng'er's path of cultivation, clear all obstacles, and help him condense the Seven-Colored Poison Dan to completely remedy our clan's martial soul flaw!"
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Dugu Shuo kowtowed three times, the sound ringing through the hall.
Dugu Feng followed his father exactly, not daring the slightest delay.
As his forehead touched the floor, he sensed his father motionless.
If Dugu Shuo did not move, he did not dare rise.
At last, there was movement.
Only then did Dugu Feng realize his father was crying, clearly overwhelmed.
Like a child who had achieved something and longed for parental recognition—
That was Dugu Shuo.
A full quarter-hour passed before Dugu Shuo stood up.
"Feng'er, your father is not your equal. You have accomplished what I could not in a lifetime!"
Dugu Shuo patted Dugu Feng's shoulder, still excited.
"Father, our Dugu clan will become the strongest clan of all!"
Dugu Feng painted a bright future for him.
Dugu Shuo nodded without a trace of doubt.
Father and son then set the roster of soul masters for the expedition in the ancestral hall.
Among the strong, Old Scorpion would accompany Dugu Feng with the main army.
The other soul masters would act with the Royal Soul Master Group under Little Snake's lead. Little Snake had reached level sixty-five and was beginning to display top-tier cultivation talent.
It all came down to immortal herbs. Soul masters who had taken them cultivated at a pace incomparable to those who had not.
With everything decided, Dugu Feng left the hall.
Since he was home, he detoxified the clan's soul masters once more.
With his current devouring ability, in just a day, every clansman was detoxified successfully.
That night, Little Snake came by.
"Young Lord, I brought good food."
He moved lightly, a food box in each hand, tiptoeing inside.
Dugu Feng couldn't help but laugh. "Little Snake, how do you manage to stay this short and slim!"
Little Snake still stood under a meter and a half, with a slender frame, lugging two big food boxes.
He looked almost the same as when he was a child.
Little Snake was unruffled. "Young Lord, isn't this better?
When I married, I forgot to find someone shorter. Little Little Snake might end up taller than me. That won't be good for his cultivation!"
He opened the food boxes and laid out dish after dish on the table.
Braised pork, numbing-pepper chicken, a big carp, and roast duck—Dugu Feng's old favorites—were all served.
They steamed enticingly.
There were also deep-fried scorpions and sliced snake meat—the Dugu clan's specialties.
Little Snake then produced a jug of wine from his storage soul tool.
"Young Lord, for this expedition, put in a word with Emperor Qinghe and let me act more. When Old Snake was at my level, he'd already assassinated a Soul Douluo. I haven't had the chance yet!"
Little Snake spoke with some resentment.
He had led the Dugu clan's soul masters in integrating with the Royal Soul Master Group. Aside from cultivating, there was only cultivating.
Even with his firm will, he was itching to show his strength.
Crunching a crisp fried scorpion, Dugu Feng said, "No problem. This time I'll let you kill to your heart's content and fulfill your assassin's dream!"
"Hey!"
Little Snake laughed in delight.
They ate meat and drank wine in great mouthfuls, not parting until midnight.
Dugu Feng finally let go of his vigilance and relaxed completely.
Within the clan and in Heaven Dou City, it was absolutely the safest place.
After a night's rest, Dugu Feng got busy again.
After meeting with Qian Renxue, he also attended several councils before the throne with Ge Long and Ge Ying.
Dugu Feng represented the Dugu clan's support for the war; no one dared underestimate him.
After all, to confront the Star Luo Emperor, a Titled Douluo, they could only rely on Dugu Bo.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Clear Sky Sect would not act. Their target was Spirit Hall; if Spirit Hall did not act, neither would they.
Thus several days passed in a flash.
Qian Renxue was finally ready to depart.
The armies had long been prepared. The vanguard and logistics had already moved to the front.
They need only wait for Qian Renxue to bring the elite army and the Royal Soul Master Group to the front to begin the war.
Outside Heaven Dou City.
An endless host stretched to the horizon, banners rolling like a dragon coiled to spring.
They were Heaven Dou's three top legions: heavy infantry, heavy cavalry, and light cavalry.
Closest to the city stood the Royal Soul Master Group.
Behind them were several luxurious carriages.
Dugu Feng, Qian Renxue, Meng Shenji, Ge Long, Feng Bailong, Ye Qingxin, and a few others stood before one carriage, gazing at the mighty army.
Clad in armor, Qian Renxue looked heroic. Gripping a riding whip, she said, "We shall surely return in triumph!"
She intended to ride with the army, declaring her resolve to advance and retreat with them.
Sweeping her gaze around, she seized a nearby horse's reins and vaulted into the saddle, dashing and valiant.
At least, that was how Dugu Feng felt. Others thought the new Heaven Dou emperor was wise and mighty.
As marshal, Ge Long rode beside Qian Renxue as well.
But the others were excused. As soul masters, they could even cultivate in the carriages.
Dugu Feng cupped his fists to Qian Renxue, then headed toward the first carriage behind.
As he approached, he was surprised.
Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong stood shoulder to shoulder outside the carriage.
Neither looked at the other.
It seemed they were waiting for Dugu Feng.
"You lucky brat, blessed with beauty left and right. This time the sparks will really fly, eh?" Next to Dugu Feng stood Ge Ying.
Ge Ying wore a wicked grin. He knew about Dugu Feng's situation.
Back at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy, he had already seen that Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling were fond of Dugu Feng.
"Teacher, you're supposed to be a paragon. Look at you now, all shifty-eyed. It's unsettling!"
"You handle what's in front of you first!"
Ge Ying patted his rear and, not the least offended, headed to a carriage farther back.
(END CHAPTER)
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