Chapter 17 A Thousand Cypresses and a Single Sword! Dugu Bo Kneels Down!
Before the sword even arrived, an invisible aura had already spread out, stirring the surrounding air currents and drawing Qian Renxue's mind.
She felt as if her master's sword had not pierced forward, but rather pierced the depths of her soul.
It was simple and direct, yet it contained some profound truth of the universe, leaving her with no thought of resistance.
With just one sword strike, the difference in skill was immediately apparent.
Shock and fascination flickered in Qian Renxue's golden eyes.
Is this the level of master's attainment?
Each time, she thought she had seen her master's limit, but the next time, her master would show her an even wider world.
The pride that stemmed from her angelic bloodline was shattered before Qian Daobai, replaced by heartfelt worship and awe.
Qian Daobai returned the sword to her, saying:
"The sword is an extension of the heart; the sword can only go as far as the heart can reach."
He looked at his exceptionally talented disciple and pondered in his heart.
The foundation has been laid almost completely.
Next, we should retrieve some truly rare and precious materials to reshape her meridians and fully unleash the potential of her angelic bloodline.
He calculated the time.
It's about time for that place to be there.
...
Sunset Forest, Center.
Poisonous miasma pervaded the area, leaving no vegetation.
In a valley, an old man with dark green hair and a withered face sat cross-legged on a boulder, his face turning blue and purple, clearly enduring great pain.
It was Dugu Bo, whose title was "Poison".
Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, and two terrifying beams of light shot out from his emerald green pupils.
"who?!"
He let out a sharp shout, and his soul power surged instantly, with nine soul rings quietly appearing.
In his perception, a figure had silently appeared at the entrance of the valley at some unknown time.
The man was dressed in a white robe, carrying an ancient sword, and had a calm expression, as if he had not stumbled into a place of deadly poison, but was taking a stroll in his own backyard.
It is indeed the Thousand Cypress.
Alarm bells rang loudly in Dugu Bo's mind.
This person was able to bypass my senses and arrive here silently; their strength is definitely extraordinary.
Qian Daobai's gaze passed over Dugu Bo and landed on the colorful and unique spring behind him, getting straight to the point.
"Dugu Bo, you are suffering greatly from the backlash of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Martial Soul's deadly poison."
"You want to use this Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire to suppress the deadly poison in your body."
These two sentences struck Dugu Bo like a thunderclap.
The color drained from his face, his pupils contracted sharply, and he stared intently at Qian Daobai.
This is his biggest secret!
It is also his biggest weakness!
How could this man know?
A Thousand Cypress Paths:
"I will help you, and your granddaughter Dugu Yan who is also seriously poisoned, to completely detoxify."
"On the condition that this Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire belongs to me."
Dugu Bo was stunned.
He was first shocked, and then a sense of absurdity washed over him.
He had been tormented by this damned snake venom for decades, trying every possible method, but could only barely suppress it. This young man, who appeared out of nowhere, actually said he could completely cure the poison.
Does he think he's a three-year-old?
Dugu Bo laughed in anger, his voice becoming displeased.
"Hahaha... What a boastful tone!"
Why should I believe you?
Qian Daobai did not answer the question.
This dismissive attitude thoroughly enraged Dugu Bo.
What chilled him to the bone was that this young man knew far too much.
He knew everything about his own physical condition, his granddaughter's hidden illness, and even what he planned to do next using the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.
This feeling of being completely seen through stirred a long-forgotten fear in this titled Douluo who had roamed the continent for many years.
Someone who knows all your secrets and can sneak into your hideout without a sound must never be allowed to live!
In an instant, Dugu Bo was filled with murderous intent.
"No matter who you are..."
"If you know my secret, you must die!"
Before he finished speaking, the emerald green soul power on his withered fingers suddenly surged and solidified.
Wisps of visible green poisonous mist emanated from his fingertips, emitting no foul odor but carrying a chilling, corrosive quality.
The next moment, he made a sudden move.
There was no earth-shattering display, only a few thin, thread-like green lines, shooting silently at Qian Daobai's major acupoints from an extremely tricky angle.
This is the essence of his Azure Phosphorous Serpent King's deadly poison; those afflicted will have their soul power stagnant, their flesh and blood dissolving, and even immortals cannot save them.
Faced with this silent killing move, Qian Daobai didn't even lift his eyelids.
The few green lines in the air before him were almost within reach, and he could even sense the terrifying toxins they contained.
Just then, his fingertips twitched slightly.
"Zheng—"
A soft murmur.
It wasn't the sharp sound of metal rubbing together; it was more like a note from celestial music, clear and ethereal.
The Demon-Slaying Sword had been drawn at some point.
There was no slashing motion, and the trajectory of the sword was not even visible.
Only a single, pure white sword light flashed and disappeared.
Those wisps of emerald-green poisonous mist, enough to kill a Soul Douluo, were evaporated completely by the invisible sword energy the instant before they came into contact with the sword light, like the first snow meeting the blazing sun, leaving not even a trace.
One sword can shatter all laws.
The sinister smile on Dugu Bo's face froze.
Before he could even be shocked, a fear originating from the depths of his soul swept over his entire body.
The blade of the Demon-Slaying Sword was not pointed at him.
But the invisible sword energy that broke through the poisonous fog and whose momentum did not diminish seemed to have eyes, and directly entered his body.
It was a feeling that defies description.
It was as if an invisible hand had seized the source of his soul power.
His 92-level soul power, which he had cultivated diligently for decades and was proud of, was as fragile as paper in front of this sword energy. It was instantly washed away, shattered, and dissolved into nothingness!
The meridians were stabbing with pain, and the martial spirit was wailing.
The power he was so proud of is slipping away from him!
"Thump!"
Dugu Bo's legs went weak, and he could no longer support his body, collapsing to his knees in a sorry state.
He raised his head, and in his emerald green pupils, there was no longer any arrogance of a titled Douluo, only fear and horror as if facing a natural enemy.
This person...
He's not even human!
It's God!
"I...I agree to your terms!"
Dugu Bo's voice trembled as he pleaded humbly.
"I'll agree to anything! Please... spare my life!"
Qian Daobai remained expressionless, and the Demon-Slaying Sword had already been quietly returned to its sheath.
He flicked his finger, and two fragrant pills traced an arc, landing precisely in front of Dugu Bo.
"Taking this will cure the poisoning of you and your grandson."
...
Several days later.
As dusk fell, the setting sun shone like blood.
Zhao Wuji kicked a stone on the side of the road, cursing under his breath.
"Damn it, we've been searching for days and haven't even seen a ghost!"
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