Chapter 83 – Dugu Bo's Illegitimate Son?
More than ten days later — at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Dugu Bo was studying his true body martial soul.
He clearly remembered that the last time he emerged from the Ice and Fire spring, when he released his martial soul, his skin had been bronze-colored.
But now, after absorbing the Evil God Pearl, when he released it again… his skin had actually turned silver-white.
At the same time, every aspect of his body had undergone earth-shaking changes, completely incomparable to before.
What did this mean?
Martial soul evolution?
He had already noticed this issue long ago, but he had never figured it out.
Over the past few days, he had been busy familiarizing himself with his abilities, as well as his now extremely exaggerated strength.
After these days of training, he had basically mastered his two martial souls, along with several abilities granted by the Evil God Pearl.
Of course, if he could experience an actual battle, that would be even better.
Dugu Bo was confident that, in his current state, even against some top-tier Titled Douluo, he could win.
Of course, that was under the condition that the opponent's soul power did not exceed Level 97.
Because once a Soul Master reached Level 97, they were completely on a different level compared to those below Level 96.
It might look like just a one-level difference, but that gap was like a heavenly chasm. Many Soul Masters who reached Level 96 could never cross that step in their entire lives.
Soul power above Level 95 was already a major dividing line among Titled Douluo.
Between Levels 91 and 95, although the difference in soul power was not small, it could still be compensated through martial soul quality, soul bones, or soul skills.
But beyond Level 97, it was a completely different story.
Because Level 97 itself was another dividing line.
The gap between Level 95 and Level 97 was even greater than that between Level 91 and Level 95.
Just as Dugu Bo was thinking—
Suddenly, the poison formation he had set outside the Sunset Forest stirred.
His brows furrowed as he abruptly stood up and looked toward the valley.
Someone was forcefully breaking through his formation.
Could it be… those two again?
Dugu Bo glanced at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well beside him, then rose into the air and flew toward the outside of the valley.
Although all the immortal herbs there had already been collected, he had lived here for many years.
He was used to it.
So… he didn't want to move.
No matter who it was—if they wanted the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, they would have to get past him, Dugu Bo.
And now, he had that confidence.
Outside the valley, in front of the poison formation—
Two figures hovered in midair.
One was completely shrouded in a black robe, his appearance impossible to see.
The other wore a white-gold robe, paired with flowing golden hair, exuding a flamboyant elegance.
Who else could they be but Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo?
The last time they forcibly used their martial soul fusion technique, both had been severely injured. Fortunately, the Spirit Hall had deep resources and provided them with healing medicines.
Once they recovered, they immediately came looking for him.
Not only because of Bibi Dong's orders, but also because of their hatred—
The results they had painstakingly obtained in the Star Dou Forest had been stolen by Dugu Bo.
And there was also the resentment from being toyed with before.
Ghost Douluo's face flickered with black mist.
"Do you think Dugu Bo really has those so-called immortal herbs?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo pinched his fingers and said impatiently,
"Why think so much? In a moment, we'll beat him up and force him to tell us."
"Oh right—we also need to take him back and hand him over to Her Majesty the Pope. That guy stole the soul beast we worked so hard to hunt. He deserves to die!"
His tone made it sound as if Dugu Bo was someone they could easily deal with.
"Let's destroy this old poison freak's formation first!"
Ghost Douluo nodded and struck down with a palm.
Instantly, layers of ghostly shadows surged forward, crashing into the poison mist and tearing open a massive gap.
Chrysanthemum Douluo casually waved his hand, sending several golden chrysanthemum petals shooting toward the formation.
At that moment—
A pale hand suddenly reached out.
Bang!
With a single slap, the attack shattered.
Both Douluo's expressions tightened as they looked into the poison mist.
A figure slowly floated out of the green poison fog.
Long black hair flowed like ink. His expression was gloomy, and his eyes gleamed with a sinister light as he stared at them.
Who else could it be but Dugu Bo?
After absorbing the Evil God Pearl, his hair had returned to black—and no matter what he tried, he couldn't change it back.
Helpless, he could only accept it.
Seeing him standing before the formation, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo both felt a chill in their hearts.
That gaze… was somewhat similar to the tiger they had encountered in the Star Dou Forest.
Fierce. Evil.
This made them wonder—could it be that the soul ring of the Dark Devilgod Tiger that Dugu Bo had fought so desperately for had actually been absorbed by this person?
Who was he?
He looked somewhat similar to Dugu Bo, but his temperament was completely different. And Dugu Bo had green hair, while this man's black hair flowed like a waterfall…
Could it be… this old poison freak's illegitimate son?
…Not bad-looking, either.
And so young—yet he already possessed the strength of a Soul Douluo?
After all, he was standing in midair and had blocked Chrysanthemum Douluo's attack. Even if it had been casual, without Soul Douluo-level strength, that would be impossible.
As for Titled Douluo… they didn't even consider it.
He looked far too young.
Chrysanthemum Douluo sized him up and asked,
"Who are you? Where is Dugu Bo?"
Ghost Douluo's somewhat ethereal voice followed,
"That's right. Where is Dugu Bo? Tell him to come out. What kind of man sends a junior to face us?"
Dugu Bo: "???"
What do you mean?
I'm standing right here!
He quickly realized that his aura had changed drastically this time.
Even his facial features had subtly changed under the Evil God Pearl's influence, and his iconic green hair was gone.
That was why the two of them didn't recognize him.
Dugu Bo's thoughts raced.
Perhaps… he could play along.
Let Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo believe that the soul ring of the Dark Devilgod Tiger had been absorbed by this "person", instead of "Dugu Bo."
Otherwise, once his twin martial souls were exposed, it would push him into the spotlight.
If that attracted Qian Daoliu's attention, things would become troublesome.
"Kid, we're talking to you. Are you deaf?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's slightly displeased voice snapped him out of his thoughts.
Dugu Bo pretended not to recognize them.
"Who are you? Why are you looking for him?"
"I'm Han Li, his friend. If you have something to say, you can tell me."
He lied casually.
Ghost Douluo lost patience, his voice turning sinister.
"Right now, we're the ones asking questions—not you."
"Kid, you don't seem to understand your situation."
Before he finished speaking, his figure blurred into a chain of ghostly afterimages. His hand stretched out like a ghost claw, grabbing toward Dugu Bo.
Judging from his posture, if Dugu Bo were weak, he would have been severely injured on the spot.
A cold smile appeared on Dugu Bo's face.
As expected, these two were not good people. After just a few words, they were already attacking someone they had "just met."
In that case…
He wouldn't be polite either.
He stomped heavily in midair.
Boom!
The air exploded with a muffled sound.
Dugu Bo's figure instantly turned into a blur, dragging a string of afterimages as he closed in on Ghost Douluo in an instant—
And punched him square in the chest.
Bang—!
With a heavy impact, Ghost Douluo's body was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into the forest below.
Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes widened in shock.
He clearly hadn't expected that this "suspected illegitimate son of Dugu Bo"…
would possess such strength.