Chapter 164 Chrysanthemum vs. Poison
After condensing his Martial Soul core, Dugu Bo did not stay long at the Yin Yang Ice and Fire Well.
In his words, it was time to settle some old scores all at once.
In the past, he lacked the strength, so swallowing this grievance for so many years was just how it had to be.
Now that he had a Martial Soul core and ultimate poison, and his cultivation had surged even further, if he were still to swallow his anger and endure it, wouldn't he have cultivated in vain for all these years?
How could he still deserve the three words "Poison Douluo"?
Lin Yang naturally would not stop him, and even gladly welcomed it.
After all, with Hu Yan Zhen acting as a spy for Spirit Hall, his information was probably already placed on Spirit Hall's desk.
To avoid trouble, their side also needed to flex their muscles a bit to warn those gazes spying in the dark.
He just hoped that Dugu Bo would show some restraint when the time came and not actually kill Yue Guan.
Bibi Dong... was not easy to deal with!
After Dugu Bo left, Lin Yang himself sank into the Yin Yang Ice and Fire Well.
This time, he wanted to break through to level sixty in one go, and by the way, see if he could find the remains of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings.
As for the Butterfly Mansion, he had long since invited Elder Ye to hold the fort.
Elder Ye had condensed his Martial Soul core even earlier than Elder Poison, currently standing at level ninety-two.
With a Martial Soul core, even if a level ninety-five Titled Douluo came, he would not be afraid in the slightest.
Just to be safe, he had also left Spirit Hall's Elder token to Elder Ye.
In an unknown dense forest, Yue Guan quietly leaned against a tree trunk, twirling an unknown small white flower in his hand and gently sniffing it.
At this moment, Dugu Bo's figure quietly appeared, standing with his hands behind his back.
"Oh my, some people already have half their bodies in the grave, instead of waiting to die, what kind of commotion are they still trying to stir up?"
Yue Guan glanced lightly at Dugu Bo, his shrill voice full of mockery, "Am I right?"
Dugu Bo had wanted revenge for more than a day or two; which time had he not been beaten black and blue and utterly battered by him?
This time... the result would not change in the slightest either.
"Chrysanthemum Guan..."
Facing the provocation, Dugu Bo changed his usual demeanor, wearing a calm expression, with a circle of snow-white pupil rings faintly circulating in his deep green eyes, "The old scores from many years ago should be thoroughly settled this time as well."
"Just by you?"
Yue Guan let out a cold snort, all nine Soul Rings emerging simultaneously, the pressure of a Titled Douluo bursting forth, and the phantom of his Martial Soul behind him blooming magnificently like a golden chrysanthemum.
"If you don't believe it, come and try."
Dugu Bo also completed Martial Soul Possession in an instant, and the huge Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor beneath his feet raised its head, its forked tongue hissing.
On the surface, Yue Guan showed disdain, but in secret, he had already heightened his vigilance.
Where there is abnormal behavior, there is bound to be something strange afoot.
This Old Poison was full of confidence this time; what exactly did he rely on?
He no longer hesitated and struck first.
"Sixth Soul skills, Golden Stamens Flowing Rosy Clouds!"
The golden petals all over the sky swept past like sharp blades, sealing off all of Dugu Bo's retreats.
Dugu Bo did not dodge, and the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor under his feet spat out a mouthful of dark green poison mist.
In an instant, all living things withered!
The terrifying poison transformed into a rolling torrent, completely devouring the flower stamens filling the sky, turning them into patches of snow-white powder that fell in a rustle.
Yue Guan's pupils shrank violently, his tone sharpening a fraction: "What kind of poison is this?"
He had seen Dugu Bo's Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor Poison before, and it definitely did not have such terrifying power.
Moreover, he vaguely felt that this poison could not be touched at all.
Dugu Bo did not answer; taking a step forward, his figure closed in like a Demon, pressing down with a palm, and a streak of green light suddenly shot out from his palm.
Fifth Soul skills, Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor Break!
Yue Guan's seventh Soul Ring suddenly lit up.
"Seventh Soul skills, Martial Soul True Form!"
His aura climbed sharply, and a huge chrysanthemum enveloped his entire body.
Immediately following that, he activated his fifth Soul skills—Gathering of the Cold Blossoms!
The sharp blades condensed from petals flew out, and the sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out.
But the moment they touched that green light, as if eroded by something, they rapidly melted away like boiling water poured on snow.
Yue Guan's expression changed drastically, and just as he wanted to counterattack, Dugu Bo had already raised his foot and kicked him fiercely in the abdomen.
Soul Bone Skill, Nether Heart-Eroding Thorn!
Yue Guan's body suddenly retreated, smashing heavily onto the ground.
Just as he climbed up, a trace of abnormal green Qi surfaced on his face, "Wah—,!"
A large mouthful of black blood spewed out, and the aura on his body suddenly declined by a large margin.
Dugu Bo wore a sneer as he slowly walked toward Yue Guan.
He hadn't expected that the improvement brought to him by the ultimate poison would be so terrifying, to the extent that even his mortal enemy Chrysanthemum Guan couldn't even last three moves under his hands.
He had originally thought they would at best fight to a draw.
Seeing Chrysanthemum Guan's disheveled look, the depressed Qi accumulated over many years dissipated by more than half at this moment.
And Yue Guan was truly panicked at this moment, putting up a bold front as he said, "Dugu Bo, you... dare to kill me?"
"Hmph, do you think I dare not?"
Murderous intent faintly appeared in Dugu Bo's eyes, and the ultimate poison in his hand gradually gathered; as long as he pressed down with one palm, this old rival would completely leave no bones left.
"If you kill me, Spirit Hall will definitely not let you off."
Yue Guan clamored on the surface, but deep down he was feeling anxious and uneasy.
He was truly afraid that this Old Poison would get a hot head and slaughter him.
Even if Spirit Hall took revenge in the future, grass would already be growing on his grave by then, so what the hell use would it be.
Dugu Bo coldly looked at Yue Guan, the murderous intent in his eyes gradually calming down.
Little Lin was right; if he killed Yue Guan now, not only would he gain zero benefits, but he would also stir up a bunch of trouble for himself, which was truly unwise.
Moreover, the other party was now afflicted with a potent poison; although not fatal, wanting to fully recover would probably be impossible without a year or half a year.
Dugu Bo put down his hand, his voice low, "Chrysanthemum Guan, I will let you off for now, and previous accounts are written off."
"If you are unconvinced, you can come find me anytime, but next time... I won't be this easy to talk to."
Before his words finished falling, Dugu Bo shifted his figure and had already vanished without a trace.
"Dugu Bo, , "
Inside the dense forest, Yue Guan's gnashing of teeth sounded out.
Relaxing just a fraction, the poison that had just been suppressed with all his might surged again, and another mouthful of black blood spewed out.
Frightening Yue Guan into quickly sitting cross-legged and doing his utmost to suppress the poison within his body.
At the same time, a streak of Soul Power exploded in the sky above the dense forest, faintly forming the shape of a chrysanthemum, clearly visible within a dozen or so kilometers around.
This was him seeking reinforcements from Spirit Hall.
Dugu Bo naturally saw this scene as well; he let out a soft huff and ignored it.
He headed straight back to the Yin Yang Ice and Fire Well, wanting to share this good news with Lin Yang.
As a result, upon arriving, he discovered that Lin Yang had already gone into seclusion.
Afterwards, he traveled around to the Butterfly Mansion and found Elder Ye for a good long chat.
Two months after this unknown battle between Poison Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo, everything remained uneventful.
Some people who had originally been restless seemed to have received a warning and finally quieted down.
Deeper inside the Yin Yang Ice and Fire Well, a figure sat cross-legged.
This place was more than five hundred meters away from the ground, and the water pressure alone had reached an extremely terrifying degree.
The energies of ice and fire also became increasingly manic here.
Lin Yang closed his eyes tightly, allowing his body to be enveloped by the two completely opposing energies.
Tearing, recovering, repeating in an endless cycle.
He was doing this to adapt, as well as to temper his physical body.
Inside his Dantian, the Martial Soul core rotated slowly; with every rotation, a massive amount of energy was refined into Soul Power, merging into the Martial Soul core.
Not knowing how long had passed, a faint roar suddenly came from within his body.
That barrier spanning between level fifty-nine and level sixty shattered with a bang at that moment.
Lin Yang's aura suddenly soared.
At the same time, a powerful devouring force frantically absorbed the energy in the Yin Yang Ice and Fire Well.
A portion of the energy was quickly refined to stabilize his cultivation, while another portion was devoured by the Demon God Body.
The sixth Soul Ring was quietly condensing.
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