Chapter 101: I Want to Dye This Thing Green
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Treasury—
Dugu Bo calmly picked up the book titled Theory of Body Martial Soul Evolution and waved it slightly in front of Sword Douluo.
Sword Douluo glanced at the title and casually waved his hand.
He remembered that book. The first time he came here, it had caught his attention as well. However, Body Martial Souls hadn't appeared for hundreds of years—whether they even still existed was uncertain—so he hadn't bothered with it.
Dugu Bo quietly stored the book into his Ruyi Hundred Treasure Pouch.
He had a faint intuition—perhaps this inconspicuous book would be his greatest gain this time.
Having obtained what he wanted, a slight smile appeared on his face.
Sword Douluo nodded, and the two left the treasury together.
With a rumble—
The heavy stone door slammed shut, and the two soared away.
Sect Hall
When they arrived at the discussion hall atop the mountain, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo had just entered from outside.
Both looked extremely pleased—clearly, Ning Fengzhi's martial soul evolution had succeeded.
Dugu Bo silently let out a breath of relief.
Although he knew the immortal herb could evolve the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, he hadn't been completely certain.
After all, that knowledge came from fragmented memories.
Now, seeing Ning Fengzhi's radiant expression, his worries finally settled.
Bone Douluo burst into laughter as he approached Sword Douluo.
Sword Douluo quickly stepped forward to confirm.
Ning Fengzhi nodded, unable to hide his smile, then turned to Dugu Bo.
Raising his right hand, dazzling light gathered—
Soon, a crystal-clear, radiant pagoda appeared, surrounded by seven spirit rings.
But unlike before—
It now had nine levels instead of seven.
Sword Douluo's expression changed in shock.
The heavens were fair.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was terrifyingly powerful as a support martial soul, but it had a flaw—
It could only absorb seven spirit rings, limiting its users.
That was why Ning Fengzhi had long been stuck at level 79.
But according to legend—
With a rare opportunity, it could evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
This would strengthen the user's foundation and remove their limitations.
If such a soul master reached Title Douluo level, they could be called a God of Support, capable of turning the tide of any battle.
For generations, this had been the dream of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
And now—
Ning Fengzhi had achieved it.
He looked at Dugu Bo again, smiling sincerely.
Then his expression turned serious as he spoke with genuine gratitude.
Dugu Bo understood clearly—
This courtesy existed because of his strength.
If he were weak, even if he had provided the immortal herb, Ning Fengzhi would never treat him this way.
He knew this well.
Moreover, his current identity was fake.
Cooperating with someone as calculating as Ning Fengzhi would only lead to mutual suspicion.
Better not cooperate at all.
Still, Dugu Bo wouldn't embarrass him.
He smiled lightly and responded politely.
The two exchanged a few more formalities.
Then suddenly, Ning Fengzhi changed the topic.
Before Dugu Bo could respond, he quickly added more.
Dugu Bo frowned slightly.
The meaning was obvious—
Immortal herbs were incredibly rare. Having one was already heaven-defying luck.
Wanting a second?
That was greed.
Ning Fengzhi showed a trace of disappointment and smiled bitterly.
He cupped his hands apologetically.
This time, he wasn't lying—
Martial soul evolution meant everything to their sect.
Even knowing the chances were slim, he couldn't help but hope.
Dugu Bo no longer wished to stay.
After a glance at the three, he spoke of his departure.
Ning Fengzhi nodded.
Dugu Bo replied with a composed, expert-like demeanor before leaving.
Once his figure disappeared into the horizon, the three finally withdrew their gazes.
Bone Douluo looked displeased.
Ning Fengzhi shook his head, unconcerned.
Then, stretching lazily, excitement showed on his face.
After being stuck for over a decade, finally breaking through—
Even he couldn't suppress his joy.
Bone Douluo immediately spoke up.
Sword Douluo glanced sideways and teased.
Bone Douluo's gaze turned dangerous.
Sword Douluo shrugged.
Bone Douluo fumed.
Sword Douluo didn't back down.
…
Heaven Dou City
After leaving the sect, Dugu Bo did not return to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Instead, he went to Heaven Dou City.
His figure moved swiftly through the crowd and entered a hair-dye shop before anyone could clearly see him.
Because it was late, there was only one stylist inside.
Dugu Bo's face was obscured by a special aura—no one could clearly see him.
The stylist was a young man in his twenties, dressed flamboyantly, with a colorful explosive hairstyle.
Seeing Dugu Bo, he hurried over.
Dugu Bo replied impatiently.
The young man quickly produced a menu.
As he spoke, he suddenly realized—
He couldn't see Dugu Bo's face at all.
No matter how hard he looked, it remained unclear.
He immediately understood—
This was a powerful soul master.
Dugu Bo glanced at the menu.
Not bad—small shop, wide services.
He gave his request.
The young man didn't dare waste words anymore and asked respectfully.
Dugu Bo answered calmly:
"Dye it ink green."
The stylist was confused internally—but didn't dare question it.
He pulled over a chair.
Dugu Bo sat down.
The dyeing began.
Half an hour later—
Dugu Bo walked out.
His hair had returned to its original ink-green color.
The stylist's skill was actually impressive—the color matched almost perfectly.
At the same time, Dugu Bo's aura had subtly changed.
His sinister presence weakened, replaced by a cold, untouchable indifference.
He felt like a completely different person.
To be safe, he bought extra dye.
Just in case.
Afterward, he changed into a dark green robe and headed toward the Sunset Forest.
Originally, he considered checking on the two girls at the academy.
But after thinking—
Strength came first.
Only with enough power could he walk the continent freely—
Without fearing exposure of his twin martial souls…
And without attracting pursuit from Grand Worship: Qian Daoliu.
Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well
Soon, Dugu Bo arrived at the valley.
The previous green poison had transformed into a red-blue Ice and Fire poison mist.
Like morning fog, it blanketed the valley.
Anyone who tried to force entry would suffer both burning heat and freezing cold.
The weak had only one fate—
Death.
Dugu Bo waved his hand.
The mist parted, forming a path.
After he entered, it closed again.
Despite fewer immortal herbs, the scenery remained breathtaking.
He reached the stone table by the spring.
With excitement, he took out:
Theory of Body Martial Soul Evolution.
It wasn't really a book—
Just a few thin pages, seemingly made of ancient beast hide.
He opened it.
The first page read like a memoir:
"My name is Du Gu Ao.
Eighty years ago, I awakened a special martial soul—my arms.
I call it a Body Martial Soul.
This seemed unprecedented across the Douluo Continent. Even the Spirit Hall deacon couldn't identify it.
My innate soul power was only level four, so I received no attention.
To prove myself, I trained relentlessly. Later, I joined a seafaring crew.
At sea, we were attacked by a soul beast. The ship was destroyed.
As we fell into the ocean, facing death—
My arms erupted with endless power.
Everyone else died. Only I survived.
That was when I discovered—
Under life-and-death pressure, Body Martial Souls produce a special substance.
This substance strengthens the martial soul.
Now, at the end of my life, I record my understanding for those fated to find it.
So that my life will not have been in vain."