Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 827 The Fairy Spirit Fungus Specially Prepared by Na'er
"Group 6, Round 9, Match 1: Yu Longyue vs. Qian Gu Zhangting."

The referee's voice echoed clearly in the arena, penetrating the subtle noise in the stands and focusing all eyes on the two figures in the center of the arena.

As the last word faded, the referee swung his raised arm down sharply, and the countdown began: "Five, four, three, two, one—the match begins!"

Before the words were even finished, the two players on both ends of the field moved almost simultaneously.

A pale golden halo instantly enveloped Tang Wulin, and the pressure of the Golden Dragon King bloodline quietly spread, as if the low roar of an ancient dragon was vibrating in the air.
On the opposite side, Qian Gu Zhang Ting gripped the Panlong Staff tightly with both hands. The staff gleamed with a dark metallic luster. His Unyielding Staff Technique started with a powerful and forceful stance, the tip of the staff pointing directly at his opponent. An aura of fearlessness and ruthlessness swept over him.

The duel between the Ice Dragon and the Coiled Dragon Staff thus begins.

Or rather, it's the Golden Dragon King's bloodline versus the Coiled Dragon Staff.

Qian Gu Zhangting's Unyielding Staff Technique is indeed very strong. Every strike contains the force of a do-or-die battle. The staff shadows intertwine, and the moves are connected smoothly and extremely oppressive. It is clear that he has mastered this staff technique to a state of perfection.

However, when his opponent was Tang Wulin, who possessed the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King and had an incredibly strong physique and explosive power, his strength ultimately seemed somewhat insufficient.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, fine beads of sweat appeared on Qian Gu Zhangting's forehead, and his breathing gradually became rapid.

The moves he unleashed with all his might could only cause Tang Wulin to pause slightly and occasionally cough up a few mouthfuls of blood, but they could not shake his core combat power in the slightest.

However, when Tang Wulin threw a punch, the wind from the punch, which was wrapped in extreme cold, made his whole body stiff. If he hadn't managed to block it with the help of the Panlong Staff, he probably would have been frozen to the ground long ago.

"Even if we try our best, we can't win!" A thought suddenly exploded in Qian Gu Zhangting's mind, making him feel powerless.

He stared intently at the "Jade Dragon Moon" before him, his heart filled with disbelief—the opponent's physique was simply too resilient. His proud Five Unyielding Staff Techniques were like hitting a copper wall and an iron wall, while the opponent's counterattacks were deadly. Such a gap was simply impossible to bridge.

"Looks like this is the only option."

Qian Gu Zhangting gritted his teeth, released one end of the Panlong Staff with his left hand, and quickly reached into his robes to pull out a dark, unremarkable object.

The object resembled a stubborn rock, but its surface had a strange, slowly flowing light. If someone were to get closer to examine it closely, they would find that it was not an ordinary stone, but rather like the pupil of a creature that had been weathered by time, with an indescribable eeriness emanating from its patterns.

This is the secret treasure of the ancient clan—Medusa's Eye.

If the Soul-Capturing Token used by Qian Gu Zhangting was a divine artifact originating from Medusa, then this Medusa's Eye is a true fragment of a deity's body.

Its origins can be traced back to an extremely distant era—when the Star Dou Great Forest had not yet been sealed by the Spirit Pagoda, the Four-Word Battle Armor had not yet appeared in the Douluo Continent, and the upper limit of human powerhouses was far from reaching the heights that would later come.

It was during that period that the ancestors of the ancient clan accidentally unearthed the remains of Medusa, the goddess of evil, in an ancient ruin buried deep underground. The Medusa Eye is the core treasure obtained from these remains.

Besides the Eye of Medusa, the ancestors also discovered a large number of rare treasures in the ruins.

With these resources, the Qian Gu Clan rapidly accumulated strength and wealth, rising step by step to become the most influential family within the Spirit Pagoda.

It's important to understand that before the four-word battle armor appeared, humans couldn't break through the bottleneck to become quasi-gods. The Ancient Clan, with their two secret treasures, the Soul-Capturing Token and Medusa's Eye, were incredibly powerful on the Douluo Continent at that time, and no one dared to provoke them easily.

However, everything in the world has two sides. Behind the powerful abilities of Medusa's Eye lies unimaginable risks and drawbacks.

Just as the Soul-Capturing Card requires the slaughter of a large number of soul beasts and the use of their lives to nourish Medusa's remnant soul in order to function, the activation and use of Medusa's Eye also requires the souls of soul beasts as an energy source.

Even more frightening is that its side effects are far more severe than those of the Soul-Stealing Card.

Once the Medusa's Eye is activated, the holder will have a large amount of soul power and spiritual power drained in a short period of time. If the holder's strength is insufficient to support this consumption, they may be drained of their life force and perish on the spot.

Even if the holder barely survives the energy extraction phase, they will face another crisis—there is a certain probability of being cursed by the residual divine thoughts of Medusa. This curse is unsolvable and domineering, and those who are affected will often gradually decline in pain.

Even if one manages to escape the curse, the divine power contained within the Medusa's Eye will take the opportunity to invade the holder's spiritual sea. If one cannot resist this erosion, one will ultimately suffer mental instability and become insane.

In the historical records of the ancient clan, quite a few clansmen perished because of using Medusa's Eye. Even those who survived had their minds completely changed due to the erosion of their spiritual sea, becoming "outcasts" within the clan.

However, risks and opportunities coexist. In the history of the ancient clan, there have been a very few exceptionally talented ancestors who, after using the Medusa Eye, not only successfully resisted the curse and the erosion of divine power, but also broke through their own strength bottlenecks by taking advantage of the baptism of the remnant soul of Medusa, allowing their cultivation to reach a higher level.

Legend has it that the first powerful member of the Ancient Clan to reach the Quasi-God realm was born in this way.

Even so, compared to the Soul-Capturing Card, which has almost no side effects (only requires consuming a Soul Beast), the practicality of Medusa's Eye is greatly reduced, which is why it has been sealed away by the Ancient Clan for a long time and rarely used.

However, it cannot be denied that the curse power contained in Medusa's Eye is far stronger than that of the Soul Reaper Card—after all, it originates from the body of a deity and carries true divine power.

At this moment, Qian Gu Zhangting looked at Tang Wulin, who was still standing tall before him, took a deep breath, poured all his soul power and spiritual power into the Medusa's Eye in his hand, and roared: "Die, Jade Dragon Moon!"

As he finished speaking, Medusa's Eye, which had been lifeless, suddenly came to life. A dim light first appeared in the center of the pupil, then quickly spread, and the entire pupil was instantly enveloped in a dense black light.

The black light was not ordinary darkness, but carried a strange power that could devour the mind. As soon as it appeared, the temperature of the entire arena seemed to drop a few degrees, and even the flow of soul power in the air became sluggish.

Qian Gu Zhangting stretched out his arm, aiming the activated Medusa Eye at Tang Wulin, his eyes filled with a desperate madness.

……

"It's Medusa's power again."

In the familiar room, faint energy fluctuations still lingered in the air. Gu Yue gently brushed her fingertips across her lower abdomen, and the warmth emanating from there slowly spread to her limbs and bones, helping her digest the hard-won pure energy within her.

Her gaze passed over the two figures frolicking in front of the French windows and landed on the bustling arena below.

When she saw the strangely patterned artifact appear in Qian Gu Zhangting's palm, a cold glint suddenly appeared in her amethyst-like eyes, and a hint of barely perceptible disgust flashed across her eyes as her eyelashes trembled.

The Soul-Capturing Token of the Ancient Clan, along with the Medusa's Eye that appeared in the world before, have led to countless soul beasts dying tragically at the hands of humans in order to support these two treasures related to the gods.

Each time Gu Yue thought of this, her disgust for humans deepened. Her thin lips parted slightly, and her cold voice carried suppressed anger: "What despicable humans!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze returned to the window. Na'er was playfully teasing Nan Fusheng, her silvery laughter dispelling some of the tension in the room. Gu Yue's lips unconsciously curved upwards, and the coldness in her eyes lessened slightly. Yes, speaking of humans, isn't there a perfect one right here?
Since humans can bully soul beasts at will, it seems reasonable for her to retaliate against them.

"Today, we must make this human crawl out of this room."

Once the decision was made, several punishment plans flashed through Gu Yue's mind in an instant, and she also put aside the sluggish feeling caused by the energy in her stomach that was not yet fully digested.

She rose from the soft sofa, her long silver hair cascading down like a waterfall, just covering her shapely buttocks. Her legs, clad in white stockings, moved with elegance, yet carried an undeniable air of dominance.

At the same time, in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Na'er playfully pushed Nan Fusheng to the ground.

Her long silver hair also cascaded down to her hips, swaying slightly with her movements. Her captivating silver eyes were now filled with a cunning allure, and her voice was soft and sweet: "Brother Fusheng, I've brought you something really good today~"

Nan Fusheng sat on the cold floor, his back gently leaning against the French windows, feeling the slight chill coming from outside. He looked up at Na'er, his eyes full of doubt: "What good stuff is it?"

"This is it."

With a gentle flick of her wrist, a silver light flashed, and an exquisite silver plate appeared steadily in her hand.

She slowly lifted the lid of the plate, revealing the contents to Nan Fusheng.

It was a plant shaped like a mushroom, with a warm brown color all over. The top of it spread out gently like an umbrella, while the bottom was a straight cylinder, and the surface had a faint, lustrous sheen.

"Fairy Spirit Fungus!"

Nan Fusheng recognized the plant at a glance, his voice filled with barely concealed surprise.

The fairy fungus, known as the "King of Fungi," is said to only grow in places where yin and yang meet, making it a rare delicacy that grows in the soil.

Once it breaks through the soil, it carries energy fluctuations equivalent to a thousand-year-old soul beast. Moreover, its energy increases by a thousand years for every year it grows, until it grows to ten thousand years old, at which point it automatically falls due to its excessive energy.

What's even more peculiar is that the Fairy Spirit Fungus never develops sentience, but the moment it detaches from its place of growth, the nutrients inside its body concentrate at an astonishing rate, and its volume shrinks rapidly. Only at this moment can the Fairy Spirit Fungus be considered a truly mature natural treasure.

The rarity of such a wondrous object far surpasses that of most ancient spiritual creatures, simply because its requirements for its growth environment are extremely demanding—it needs both the cold nourishment of an extremely yin place and the warm nurturing of an extremely yang place, neither of which can be lacking.

At the same time, the nutritional value of the fairy fungus is also amazing, and its most important function is to regulate the balance of yin and yang in the human body.

Simply put, after a Soul Master consumes the Immortal Spirit Fungus, the Yin-Yang balance within their body becomes exceptionally stable. The greatest benefit is that it greatly reduces the risk of going into demonic possession during cultivation.

In addition, the Fairy Spirit Fungus can leave a trace of pure fairy spirit energy in the human body, which can make it twice as effective when breaking through any cultivation bottleneck in the future, helping the Soul Master to overcome difficulties more easily.

Although the Fairy Spirit Fungus may not be considered a legendary celestial herb, it is definitely a top-tier treasure among natural materials.

Nan Fusheng couldn't help but ask, "Na'er, is this for me to eat?"

After all, Na'er took it out directly, so it was obvious that she wanted to give it to him.

"That's right."

Na'er nodded gently, her silver hair slipping down her shoulders with the movement. Looking at Nan Fusheng's surprised expression, she suddenly smiled slyly and changed the subject: "But Brother Fusheng, it's not that easy to eat this fairy fungus—you have to do a little experiment for me first."

"What experiment?"

Nan Fusheng's doubts deepened. He simply couldn't understand why an experiment was needed to eat a single fairy fungus.

Na'er took the fairy mushroom from the plate, gently pinched the stem with her fingertips, and gave Nan Fusheng a charming smile, her eyes even more cunning: "I've been researching new ways to eat fairy mushrooms recently, and I hope Brother Fusheng can help me try it out and see how it tastes."

"A new way to eat fairy fungus?" Nan Fusheng was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously asked, "What way to eat it?"

"As a rare and precious natural ingredient, the fairy mushroom is actually quite delicious even when eaten directly."

As Na'er spoke, she slowly stood up and turned her body in front of Nan Fusheng, showing off her beautiful figure—a slender waist, full curves, every part just right.

"But I've been thinking lately, would it taste even better if I dipped the fairy mushroom in some 'sauce'?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Na'er gently placed her hands on her lower abdomen, applied slight pressure with her fingertips, and slowly pulled to both sides.

The next second, a conspicuous wound appeared before Nan Fusheng's eyes.

The scar was incredibly straight, as if it had been meticulously carved with the sharpest blade. Although it was left on Na'er's beautiful body, it did not look ugly at all. On the contrary, its extreme symmetry and neatness added a unique beauty, like a flawed yet perfect work of art.

What's even more shocking is that although the wound is deep enough to expose the flesh, not a single drop of blood flows out. The skin around the wound even has a faint sheen, as if it contains some kind of eerie power that firmly "locks" the wound in place.

Nan Fusheng was dumbfounded. Just as he was about to ask a question, he saw Na'er pick up the fairy fungus in her hand, slowly bring it close to the wound, and then gently press it—the fairy fungus containing enormous energy was actually stuffed directly into the wound!

"Na'er, you..." Nan Fusheng was completely stunned, his heart tightened involuntarily, and he subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop her, "Doesn't this hurt?"

The answer is obvious—it hurts.

On Na'er's beautiful face, a hint of discomfort flashed across her face. Her brows furrowed slightly, her lips tightened unconsciously, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

But she didn't stop. She just bit her lip and endured the pain until the fairy fungus was completely absorbed by the wound. Only then did she slowly breathe a sigh of relief, and the discomfort on her face gradually subsided.

At this moment, the fairy fungus was firmly fixed in place by the flesh and blood around the wound, with only the cap at the top still exposed. The luster of its surface reflected the skin of the wound, revealing a somewhat eerie harmony.

Na'er slowly lowered her head, looking at Nan Fusheng who was still in shock. Her eyes were even more alluring, and her voice became even softer: "Brother Fusheng, you can eat mushrooms now."

As she spoke, she remained standing, quietly standing in front of Nan Fusheng, allowing him to clearly see the fairy fungus embedded in the wound. Her tone carried a hint of mockery: "This is a special service I prepared for you~"

(End of this chapter)