Douluo: Wuhun Pig Man, all generations help me to be invincible

Chapter 39 Taking grass jelly
Dugu Bo felt the change in his strength and showed joy on his face. At this moment, he just felt comfortable all over, and it seemed that he could break the space with every move he made.

However, he knew that this was just an illusory sense of power brought about by the change in strength, and he quickly got over that feeling.

"Master, what's your name?"

Xie Mo looked at Dugu Bo with a smile, and suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart, not towards Dugu Bo, but towards Ju Douluo.

He did not forget that Dugu Bo would have a duel with Ju Douluo soon. He took the immortal knowledge given to him by Ju Douluo and fed it to Dugu Bo, and then let Dugu Bo defeat Ju Douluo with the power brought by the immortal knowledge. Isn't this a kind of minotaur?

Looking at Dugu Bo's face again, it was obvious that he also realized this. His eyes were full of fighting spirit and he couldn't wait to fight with Ju Douluo until dawn.

"Let's take the Jade Phosphorus Poison Dragon. The medicinal power has not been completely digested yet. As my soul power level increases, the blood in my body will leap again. If I can reach level ninety-nine, I might be able to get a glimpse of the realm of a true dragon."

Dugu Bo is very open-minded. Originally his main purpose was not to improve his strength. Now, with this opportunity, most of the toxins have been introduced into the pill beads by him. Only some deep-rooted ones are temporarily unable to be eliminated. His strength has also been improved. What else is there to be dissatisfied about?

Although Dugu Yan didn't know what had happened, she understood that her grandfather had gained a lot of benefits. A look of joy appeared on her face, and she was happy for her grandfather.

"The method is indeed effective. All we need to do next is to slowly recuperate."

Dugu Bo nodded slightly to the two people beside him, looked at his granddaughter's confused look, then pulled Dugu Yan to a corner and told her about the poisoning.

Xie Mo was not idle either. He picked and chose in the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire, preparing the immortal delicacies for himself and Dugu Yan.

A faint sound of crying could be heard. It was Dugu Yan feeling sad after knowing the situation.

Xie Mo stuck his butt out and shook his head slightly. This was the consequence of having parents. People like him who had no parents would never be affected by these things.

Not long after, Dugu Yan came over sobbing behind Dugu Bo. When she saw Xie Mo, she stuffed him into her arms and let him enjoy the treatment of facial cleanser, while rubbing his head vigorously with her jade hands.

"You've done so many things without telling me. You must go shopping with me when we get back. You are not allowed to refuse me!"

Seeing Dugu Yan's red eyes, what else could Xie Mo do but agree to Dugu Yan. It was fine if she didn't buy it for him. Watching the beautiful girl changing her clothes in front of him was also a beautiful thing.

"Xiao Mo, have you and Yan'er's immortal products been prepared? Why don't you take them today? I will protect you."

People are in high spirits when they are happy. Dugu Bo, whose hair has turned white, actually looks quite handsome at this moment.

"It has already been chosen."

Xie Mo cut a dark green flower with a dagger, then handed it to Dugu Yan, carefully instructing her how to take it.

Dugu Yan also calmed down and found a place to take the medicine according to Xie Mo's instructions, with soul power fluctuations emanating from her body.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Xie Mo was looking at the flowers and plants in front of him when he suddenly noticed two people staring at him curiously and was startled.

"Aren't I just curious about what immortal item you chose?"

Dugu Bo smiled awkwardly. After all, the opponent's martial soul was that of a pig. Although it could transform, that was only the effect of its soul skill. They were still very interested in Xie Mo's choice.

"Master, you said that everything here belongs to me, right?"

Xie Mo confirmed again that although he believed in Dugu Bo's character, the benefits of immortal items to soul masters were too great, and no one knew whether he would change his mind.

"Of course. Who do you take me for?"

Dugu Bo blew his beard and glared. Was he such a dishonest person? It was just a fairy product. Although he felt sad, he was still very happy to give it to his grandson-in-law. With a smile on his face, Xie Mo no longer hesitated. He didn't have the habit of leaving good things for future generations. Who knew if the future generations would still be his descendants?

"Hunyuan Immortal Grass, bring it here first."

Xie Mo did not follow the many time travelers who harvested the two kinds of magical herbs first, but instead took the Hunyuan magical herb.

The ice and fire immunity provided by the Eight-Angled Mysterious Ice Grass and the Fiery Apricot were actually not very useful to him. He had a vague feeling during the last battle that as his strength increased, the five elements controlled by the Five Spirit Kings became more and more powerful, and seemed to have surpassed the so-called ultimate judgment of Douluo.

With the suppression of ultimate power, and the fact that ice and fire are actually among the five elements, these two are not necessities for him.

Xie Mo didn't know what the dead pig's digestive ability was, so he had to choose the one that was more useful to him at the moment, which was the Hunyuan Immortal Grass.

Hunyuan Immortal Grass is an immortal grass as white as jade. Its ability is very simple, but its effect is extremely powerful. Its only function is to enhance soul power and assist in condensing soul core, and what Xie Mo lacks most is soul power.

Although he has the means to replenish his soul power, it is always unsafe to do so in battle, and it feels weird. Suffering from a fear of insufficient firepower, he still hopes to replenish his "ammunition" fully before the battle.

Five Spirit Arrows, Five Spirit Seals, Five Spirit Purifications, Spirit King Sword...

Xie Mo has a lot of tricks up his sleeve, but he always has to hold back because of insufficient soul power. The feeling of not being able to use them almost makes him die, which really brings shame to the male god.

Taking the pills one by one through meditation, Xie Mo felt that his soul power was increasing rapidly. At the same time, his soul power was stabilizing and its form was gradually changing.

Ye Wuyou prepared the potion and handed it to Dugu Bo beside him. He felt envious as he felt the rising aura of the two little guys.

In a sense, Dugu Bo's poisoning was also a kind of martial soul defect, just like the situation in his Ye family where only two of the Nine-Hearted Begonia could survive, and it was even more serious. After all, there was still hope for the Nine-Hearted Begonia to be passed on, but Dugu Bo could only wait to die.

Even if one is not a soul master, as long as one uses his martial soul, he will gradually become poisoned, and the poison can even be passed down to his offspring.

But now the opponent's problem can be said to have been solved, but their family is still suffering from the defects of their martial soul.

"Brother Dugu, I don't know what this immortal item is..."

Ye Wuyou said this with some difficulty. He knew that saying it now might seem like he was asking for profit, but for the future happiness of his granddaughter, he had to say it.

"Yeah, your family is pretty much the same."

The two have been friends for many years, and Dugu Bo also knows what the other person is thinking.

"But I have left the ownership of this place to Xiao Mo. You have to discuss this matter with Xiao Mo."

Dugu Bo kept his word. All he could do now was to guard this territory for Xie Mo.

"That's it~"

Ye Wuyou stroked his beard and pondered, thinking in his mind how to exchange a fairy item with the other party. The only thing that could match it was the soul bone, but his family did not have soul bones, and that kind of thing was too dangerous to carry.

Ye Wuyou was very melancholy. He had worked so hard for so many years, but in the end he couldn't even afford a blade of grass. Was he not working hard enough? Should he take on more customers in the future?

"Brother Wuyou, I have another plan!"

Dugu Bo's proud voice reached his ears, and Ye Wuyou turned to look.

　Alas, my income has been cut in half. I need to read it every day. I’m selling my male god. Ten yuan a pound. All ten yuan.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)