Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 761 This is too much of a bullying of the whale!

"boom--"

A deafening roar shattered the silence of the forest as a massive, pillar-like vine, carrying immense force, crashed down like a meteor. The ground trembled violently, sand and gravel flew everywhere, and the rising dust obscured half the view.

"Swoosh~ Swoosh~"

Fine friction sounds came from all directions. The entire vine forest seemed to be a giant beast awakened. Hundreds of vines twisted violently at the same time, and the surface of the flower buds at the top glowed with an eerie red light. A viscous liquid surged under the scaly skin, as if it would tear open and bloom at any moment.

But at that moment, a gentle spiritual force spread out like ripples. This force, carrying a soothing rhythm, penetrated the restless air and touched the nerves of every carnivorous plant.

The once rampaging vines suddenly froze, the flower buds that were about to bloom slowly closed, and the scarlet sap stopped dripping. The entire area returned to deathly silence in just a few breaths.

"It's done."

Nan Fusheng let out a long sigh, brushed the dust off his shoulders, and slowly walked towards the fallen carnivorous flower.

"It's in good condition."

His right hand gently stroked the rough, scaly surface of the flower bud, the sensation between the suppleness of a plant and the cold hardness of metal.

At the top of the fallen vine, a flower bud with a diameter of over five meters was half-open, revealing a ring of fine, needle-like teeth inside.

These spirally arranged fangs gleam with a bluish-black eerie light, and saliva drips from between their teeth, corroding the ground and creating wisps of white smoke—this is the Nightmare Man-Eating Flower's most deadly strangulation weapon.

Nan Fusheng took out a specially made spatial storage soul tool, and then carefully cut the flower bud with a diameter of more than five meters, along with some vines, and put it inside.

"I have plenty of animal-type spirit beasts. But I can try to collect as many plant-type spirit beasts as possible."

Anyway, there is a small ice and fire Yin-Yang Well in the Dragon Valley Small World, where those plant-type soul beasts can be transplanted. Once their cultivation reaches a certain level, they can be transplanted out again.

Just as he was about to leave, a strange sight caught his attention. In a pile of decaying leaves not far away, there lay the remains of several Nightmare Man-Eating Flowers.

The flower buds displayed irregular fractures, the cuts as clean as if sliced ​​with a knife, clearly indicating they had suffered a powerful attack. Residual digestive fluids corroded the ground, leaving charred marks, and the air was filled with a pungent, sweet-smelling odor.

"Looks like some unlucky souls have fallen victim to this."

Nan Fusheng came here on his own initiative because he wanted to collect Nightmare Man-Eating Flowers as materials, but others might not.

Judging from the signs of battle here, it's clear that some unlucky soul was unaware of the terror of the Nightmare Man-Eating Plant and fell victim to it without even realizing it.

In this small dimension of the Beast Platform, once you are poisoned by the Nightmare Man-Eating Flower, you are doomed unless you have a special way to counteract it.

Because of the protection mechanism of the Beast Platform, a Soul Master will only be teleported out after being injured and his vital signs drop to a certain level.

But while you're teleported, the Beast Platform won't help you repair the damage.

Take the Soul Emperor who was attacked by the Three-Headed Crimson Demon Hound as an example. Although he was teleported out by the Beast Platform, the flames he suffered during the battle with the Three-Headed Crimson Demon Hound were also carried out intact.

The Beast Platform only provides a survival mechanism, not a healing ability. Therefore, once you are poisoned here, you will remain poisoned even if you are teleported outside.

Of course, the Spirit Pagoda has made preparations in response to this and has already taken certain medical measures outside.

……

Just as Nan Fusheng put the Nightmare Man-Eating Flower into his soul tool, a strange energy fluctuation suddenly exploded from the distant horizon.

The fluctuation was like an undercurrent in the deep sea, carrying a heart-palpitating pressure, spreading out in layers in the form of ring-shaped ripples, instantly piercing the stagnant air in the forest.

What is this? Mental power? Or mental power at the Spirit Realm level?

Nan Fusheng's heart stirred.

This mental fluctuation spread outwards in a ring shape, meaning that he perceived it directly through this diffusion.

Is a Soul Master releasing their spiritual power here? And this spiritual power seems rather subtle.

With a slight thought, Nan Fusheng called out to the golden-haired lion mastiff and walked in that direction.

As the distance closed, the view ahead gradually became clearer.

Nan Fusheng's steps suddenly halted—in his field of vision, a strange, deep blue mist surged like a tide, and in the center of the mist, a hazy outline was vaguely sketched.

The figure looked up at the sky, its dissipated pupils swirling with a deep black light, while the entire misty blue aura emanated continuously from those eyes.

Around it, more than a dozen enormous soul beast corpses lay scattered, all bleeding from their seven orifices, their bodies surrounded by shattered soul fragments, clearly indicating that their spiritual seas had been shattered in an instant.

But in Nan Fusheng's eyes, a different picture emerged.

A giant whale phantom, over two hundred meters long, hovered in mid-air, its transparent body absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, each breath causing the space to tremble.

At the heart of the phantom, a whale bead radiating eight-colored light floated and rotated, its energy fluctuations far more terrifying than those of the giant whale itself, as if it were a condensed manifestation of the laws of the elements.

The above is what Nan Fusheng saw with his naked eye. At his level, even without using his mental power to perceive, he could see through most illusions in the world.

This is... a ferocious deep-sea demon whale king!
The Demon Emperor's daughter, Lan Fuzi? She still came to participate in this martial arts contest to find a husband.

Nan Fusheng raised an eyebrow and quickly guessed the identity of the deep-sea demon whale king, although it was not difficult to guess.

First, although the Myriad Beast Platform is home to many endangered soul beasts, it is ultimately a small plane without oceans. Therefore, while a certain number of aquatic soul beasts live here, it certainly does not include sea soul beasts.

Secondly, the energy fluctuations emanating from the bead in the opponent's chest were already close to the divine level. Given the energy fluctuations of this deep-sea demon whale king, it was clearly impossible for it to have given birth to such a whale bead.

Considering all of the above, it wouldn't be difficult for him to guess the other party's identity.

However, the other party's current situation seems to be somewhat unfavorable.

The moment Nan Fusheng had this thought, Lan Fuzi's body shuddered violently at the center of the black hole. He spat out a mouthful of blood, the blackness in his eyes quickly faded, and he swayed before collapsing.

The previously terrifying black hole vanished without a trace. But within a radius of several hundred meters, all life was extinguished.

"Do you need help?"

Nan Fusheng looked at the unconscious Lan Fuzi and fell into deep thought.

With his insight, he could naturally see Lan Fuzi's current state. Although he had been poisoned by the Nightmare Man-Eating Flower, Lan Fuzi's vital signs were very stable, and his previously depleted mental energy had begun to become active again.

That makes sense. After all, it's the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, with extremely powerful physical attributes. Coupled with that whale pearl, it wouldn't be so easy for him to die even if he wanted to.

However, although it won't die, it's inevitable that it will have to sleep for a while.

The Nightmare Poison, capable of killing a Title Douluo, is no joke. Given Lan Fuzi's current condition, the Whale Pearl protects her from death, but the Nightmare Poison has put her into a deep sleep.

He must have been in a coma for at least half a year.

Nan Fusheng made a judgment: by then, even if the other party woke up, she would no longer be eligible for the martial arts contest to choose a husband.

"Consider yourself lucky to have met such a kind-hearted person as me." Nan Fusheng made his decision. After all, it was just a mere deep-sea demon whale king, posing no threat to him.

"But what's the best way to save her?"

He stroked his chin, his mental energy probing Lan Fuzi's meridians like fine threads. The dark green toxin was spreading along the blood vessels to the heart, but it was being suppressed by the energy released by the Eight-Colored Whale Pearl. For Nan Fusheng, breaking the Nightmare Toxin was not difficult.

For example, by using the grafting power of the "Fool," toxins can be transferred out.

Using the ability of "mistakes," they steal the toxins.

There are many ways to detoxify.

But thinking about the special circumstances of their first meeting, a mischievous idea suddenly popped into his head—perhaps a unique "treatment" could leave a deep impression on this proud daughter of the Demon Emperor.

In the end, Nan Fusheng grabbed Lan Fuzi's ankle without hesitation and dragged her face down while she was unconscious.

……

"Shuttle—shuttle—"

A striking trail was left on the ground, winding through the forest until it reached a tranquil lakeside. Nan Fusheng moved swiftly, taking out a sturdy soul-guiding rope and precisely swinging it over the branches of a large tree by the lake, the other end firmly binding Lan Fuzi's legs.

"Let's go."

With a soft shout, Lan Fuzi's body plummeted into the lake like a parabola.

With a loud "splash," water splashed everywhere, instantly creating ripples on the lake's surface. "Glug glug~"

Nan Fusheng gripped the rope tightly and, as the bubbles surged, pulled sharply, dragging her out of the water. Immediately afterward, a powerful punch imbued with soul force struck Lan Fuzi in the abdomen. The unconscious Lan Fuzi was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, only to be pulled back to her original position by the rope.

Nan Fusheng showed no mercy, beating Lan Fuzi mercilessly, like hitting a punching bag, his fists landing squarely on her chest and stomach.

After beating him for a while, he lowered the rope again, letting Lan Fuzi's body fall into the lake, then pulled him up and continued beating him.

From this distance, it looked as if Nan Fusheng was torturing Lan Fuzi.

But this is only the surface phenomenon; in reality, this is Nan Fusheng's treatment method.

He called it: beating therapy.

With each elbow strike, as his fist landed on Lan Fuzi, the soul power in his fist would seep into Lan Fuzi's body in a peculiar way, forcing out the poison from the Nightmare Man-Eating Flower.

The repeated immersion in the lake and subsequent retrieval was to promptly cleanse the toxins seeping from her body and prevent secondary infection.

Although there were better treatment options, Nan Fusheng still chose the beating therapy, as a way to avenge Bai Xiuxiu.

After all, that little shark was one of his men, and the little shark had a blood feud with the Demon Emperor. So, his beating up the Demon Emperor's daughter should be considered revenge for the Demon Emperor.

Because she had fallen into the water, Lan Fuzi's clothes clung tightly to her body, and her curvaceous figure appeared quite alluring in the reflection of the lake.

Even her makeup, perhaps due to her unconsciousness, began to fade, revealing her long blue hair and exquisitely beautiful face.

"Mmm~Wu~"

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if she were about to awaken.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be waking up, Nan Fusheng loosened the rope and brought Lan Fuzi to the shore.

"Hey, are you awake yet?"

A deep male voice came to her ears, and Lan Fuzi slowly opened her eyes, where she saw a handsome face.

"you are?"

Lan Fuzi's consciousness was clearly somewhat hazy, but the wet feeling on her body still made her realize something was wrong.

She looked down and was immediately surprised to find that her clothes were soaked through. The white bandages, visible through the clinging fabric, outlined her fair, rounded figure.

"what!!!"

Driven by female instinct, Lan Fuzi subconsciously swung her hand to slap him.

Similarly, Nan Fusheng reacted instinctively when he saw the sudden attack.

Block and bounce!
"Snapped!"

A crisp slap rang out, and Lan Fuzi stared blankly at Nan Fusheng.

After a while, feeling the burning sensation on her face, she immediately became angry.

"Bastard, I'll fight you to the death!" Lan Fuzi was so angry he seemed about to go mad. A strong sense of humiliation spread throughout his body, and he trembled uncontrollably.

Not only was she exposed, but she was also slapped in the face. She had never suffered such humiliation in her life.

"Hey, calm down. I just saved your life. Don't you remember you were poisoned? If it weren't for me, you would never have woken up. How can you repay kindness with enmity?"

Nan Fusheng grabbed Lan Fuzi's hands, which were about to launch another attack, and pressed her to the ground. But this action made their physical contact somewhat intimate.

At least he could feel that he was pressing down on a supple and delicate body, especially the area that should have been bound by a bra, which felt extremely oppressive.

Lan Fuzi was stunned for a moment, and her previous memories gradually returned.

She recalled that after encountering the Nightmare Man-Eating Flower, she finally managed to break free of the encirclement, but the poisoning worsened. In her panicked run, she alerted many soul beasts, who then attacked her.

She fought and retreated, but the poison in her body gradually took effect. Although she tried her best to suppress it, the suppression was still ineffective. Seeing that she was about to die in the mouth of the soul beast, she finally unleashed her final burst of power.

Her body was still weak, especially her mental energy, which felt somewhat depleted. These were signs of severe overexertion. Otherwise, Nan Fusheng wouldn't have been able to easily retaliate against her slap.

At the same time, she could also feel that the drowsy feeling of poisoning she had experienced earlier, as well as the strange pleasure that followed the poisoning, had disappeared, and it seemed that she had indeed been detoxified.

"Have you figured it out? The deadly poison you've been given is called Nightmare Toxin. It seeps into the skin. You're soaked because I'm washing away the toxin, not because I'm trying to take advantage of you. I didn't know you were a woman before, so I meant no harm and had no intention of offending you."

"Just because I found out you're a woman, does that mean I shouldn't give you the antidote and just watch you die? Calm down, and I'll let go once you're calm. Don't attack me anymore! Although I don't hit women, if you repay kindness with enmity, I won't be so polite."

Nan Fusheng spoke with an air of righteous indignation, making himself appear to be a true gentleman!

Lan Fuzi bit her lower lip tightly, her chest heaving. Shame, anger, and a complex mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe churned within her. After a long silence, she finally managed to squeeze out, through gritted teeth, "Get up now!"

Nan Fusheng then released her hands, quickly sprang to his feet, and turned around.

The sound of rustling clothes coming from behind came from behind. After a while, the sound stopped, and Lan Fuzi's somewhat cold voice rang out: "All done."

Nan Fusheng then turned around.

At this moment, Lan Fuzi had already put on makeup again and transformed back into a male appearance. No one knew how she did it, but her long blue hair had turned into short hair.

However, her gaze towards Nan Fusheng was somewhat complicated, and her breathing was a few steps faster than before.

"I'm warning you. You are not allowed to tell anyone what you've discovered, and you are absolutely not allowed to interfere with my participation in the martial arts tournament to choose a husband. Otherwise, I will kill you!"

Nan Fusheng rolled his eyes. "If I'd known you were an ungrateful person, I shouldn't have saved you. Don't worry, I'm too lazy to report you. You're a woman, do you think Gu Yuena would really be interested in you?"
From now on, you go your way, and I'll go mine. Let's pretend we never met. As he spoke, he waved to the golden-haired mastiff and turned to leave.

"Hey!" came Lan Fuzi's somewhat urgent call from behind.

"What?" Nan Fusheng turned around.

Lan Fuzi's face flushed instantly, shame and resentment surging in her heart, but her physical weakness forced her to put aside her pride: "I'm quite weak right now, could you protect me a little longer until I recover before you leave?"

Nan Fusheng rolled his eyes. "Why should I help you? I haven't forgotten how you repaid kindness with enmity."

Lan Fuzi said coldly, "If you don't want to, then leave."

"You ask for a favor and you still have this attitude? Fine, goodbye." Nan Fusheng strode away without hesitation, making it clear he was about to leave.

"Hey, you're really leaving!" Lan Fuzi watched his receding figure, a strange panic welling up inside her. She tried to chase after him, but her legs went weak, and she stumbled and fell forward.

At the critical moment, Nan Fusheng lightly touched the ground with his toes and flashed to her side like a ghost. With a gentle flick of his toes, he skillfully supported her body and helped her regain her footing.

Lan Fuzi, still shaken, looked up and glared at him angrily: "Don't you have any gentlemanly manners?" Her breathing was rapid, almost gasping, and her pale cheeks flushed an unnatural red with anger.

"Which eye of yours saw me as a gentleman?" Nan Fusheng asked with a half-smile. "Besides, even if I were a gentleman, I shouldn't use that on someone who repays kindness with enmity."

These words struck Lan Fuzi like a heavy hammer, making him tremble.

Memories of the detoxification process flooded back—the merciless punches and kicks, the soaked clothes, and that slap in the face…

A dull ache throbbed in her chest, whether from her physical injuries or her inner shame and anger, she couldn't tell. She bit her lower lip hard, mentally cursing the despicable man before her, but she had no choice but to speak again: "Could you please protect me?"

Nan Fusheng crossed his arms and glanced at her sideways: "So, what about what happened before?"

Lan Fuzi gave a somewhat forced smile: "I apologize for what happened before. I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize, just say thank you." Nan Fusheng's leisurely words completely ignited Lan Fuzi's last shred of rationality.

"Damn it, once I recover, I'll make you pay!" she roared inwardly, wishing she could transform into the Deep Sea Demon Whale King and beat this despicable guy to a pulp.

However, her physical weakness and conflicted feelings about the debt of gratitude she owed for the antidote ultimately forced her to bow her head and say, "Thank you!"

These two words were squeezed out between her teeth, carrying a deep sense of humiliation.

"Hmm." Nan Fusheng nodded in satisfaction, walked to a relatively flat spot to the side and sat down cross-legged. "Hurry up, I'll protect you."

Lan Fuzi gritted his teeth, sat down on the spot, closed his eyes, and began to concentrate on his inner cultivation.

(P.S.: I don't know what Lan Fuzi looks like, so I'll use this picture instead.)
(End of this chapter)