The Great Thief of the Universe, Starting from Douluo

Chapter 12 Dugu Bo

The next two days were uneventful.

During this period, Zhang San was no longer in a hurry to improve his soul power. According to the system, his current soul power growth rate far exceeded the speed of his body development.

In addition, he had just absorbed two magical herbs, and the medicinal power had not yet been completely absorbed, so it was no longer suitable to increase his soul power in the short term.

Zhang San also knew this. Although the Beiming Divine Art could absorb soul power, medicinal power was not the same as soul power.

In the original novel, Tang San also passed through the City of Slaughter and trained his body under the waterfall for more than a year before he used the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone to completely refine the power of the elixir.

Even with the Beiming Divine Art, it is impossible to absorb this thing directly. It can only speed up the body's absorption of the medicinal effects by constantly tempering the soul power.

It's not impossible to continue absorbing soul power, but there's no hope of reaching the fourth ring of ten thousand years, unless I use the luck value, but that's just idle thinking...

Tang San is a man-made son of luck. How much luck can he have to squander like this?
What if the next world's lucky child is Lao Liu? I have to keep some capital in hand, right?
As Ike said: I'd rather make mistakes than do nothing.

Zhang San is just the opposite. He would rather do nothing than make mistakes.

Because there is a price to pay for making mistakes...

Glancing at the slightly gloomy sky, Zhang San smiled as he flew over the city wall and headed quickly towards the Sunset Forest.

When he came to the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire again, as Zhang San had expected, Dugu Bo had returned.

At this moment, he was standing beside the red and white spring with his hands behind his back, staring at the cute and swaying Blue Silver Emperor, wondering what he was thinking.

Zhang San looked at the other person carefully. He had unkempt dark green hair, emerald green pupils, a stiff face with deep sunken cheeks, and was wearing a simple gray robe.

If it weren't for the frightening green beard, hair and pupils, he would look more like a down-and-out old man.

"Come out."

In the silence, Dugu Bo suddenly spoke, looking in the direction where Zhang San was.

Zhang San was not surprised at all. With the sensitivity of a Titled Douluo, even if he couldn't sense the breath, he would definitely feel something when someone was staring at him like that.

With a light chuckle, Zhang San slowly appeared.

Seeing that young face, Dugu Bo's eyes suddenly flashed with surprise, and he couldn't help but marvel at it.

"I thought it was some old guy, but it turned out to be a petty thief. What's your name, kid?"

Zhang San bowed and said, "Junior Zhang San, greetings to Senior Dugu."

Dugu Bo raised his eyebrows: "Do you know me?"

"It stands to reason that I don't know him."

Zhang San shook his head slightly: "But judging from your appearance, it is obvious that you have been poisoned for a long time. It seems that you are the only expert who plays with poison in Tiandou City."

As soon as the words fell, the air suddenly became quiet.

Dugu Bo was silent for a moment, and suddenly murderous intent appeared in his eyes!
The terrifying murderous intent that seemed to have condensed into substance suddenly erupted and rushed towards Zhang San like a tsunami!

However, the next second, something happened that was even more difficult for Dugu Bo to understand.

Zhang San, who should have been nearly fainted by the murderous aura, stood there smiling as if he hadn't noticed anything.

Seeing this, Dugu Bo's face became even uglier.

But seeing that Zhang San looked fearless, he didn't act rashly and just snorted coldly.

"What a joke... I've been playing with poison my whole life. With a single thought, I can destroy all living things and leave no grass growing. Among all the poison-attributed spirit masters in this world, no one has ever been able to compare to me. You little brat, with your red lips and white teeth... How dare you question me?"

As he said this, he sneered, as if he was very disdainful of Zhang San's words.

"Senior, please stop bragging. If you were truly that powerful, why would you need to move to this deep forest and rely on this pond to suppress the toxicity?"

Zhang San grinned with an innocent look, but what he said made Dugu Bo's veins jump.

"You even know this?"

Dugu Bo felt increasingly heavy-hearted, but he also became more and more afraid to act rashly.

Just now, he had quietly released several kinds of colorless and odorless poisons, but looking at Zhang San's appearance, it was obvious that he was not affected at all. He was still so nonchalant and fearless.

Zhang San was indeed fearless. His passive energy consumption was extremely low. With the strength of Beiming Divine Art, he could dive for a whole day in this static state!

But Dugu Bo couldn't wait that long. Judging from the sky, it would rain in half an hour at most. The poison was probably about to start taking effect.

"After all, it's written all over your face. Senior, have you ever seen anyone with a head full of green hair like you?"

Zhang San spread his hands slightly and said: "Of course, I have no intention of using this as a threat. If you can trust me, I can start to help you solve the poisoning problem right now."

Dugu Bo's eyes were full of suspicion: "Are you so kind?"

Zhang San smiled and nodded: "After all, I ate two of your magic herbs, so it is only right that I return the favor."

Dugu Bo was silent again.

Good boy, you stole my magic grass and can still say it so openly. Judging from your thick skin, you will be a big shot in the future...

"Even someone like me with my title wouldn't dare approach those two herbs. So, you do have something..."

Dugu Bo shook his head slightly: "But this is not enough to make me believe you. Tell me, what do you want?"

"That depends on what you want. The poison you were poisoned by originated from your martial spirit, so its toxicity will naturally be passed down through your bloodline."

Zhang San chuckled and spoke slowly: "If you just want to detoxify, then consider it as a reward for the immortal grass. I will detoxify you, senior. If you want to eradicate the disadvantages of your martial spirit, then I want this medicine garden."

"Also, although there is no hope for you, Senior, if you have a suitable descendant in your family, I can promise you a divine position. The price is that I want you to protect me for ten years!"

"God's position?"

Dugu Bo was slightly stunned. With his level of cultivation, he had naturally heard of the legend of becoming a god at level 100.

He was able to obtain a deity after protecting the Dao for ten years. There was no doubt that he made a fortune.

However, when these words came out of the mouth of the little brat Zhang San, he still couldn't help but sneer: "Just you?"

"Yes, just me."

Zhang San spoke calmly, and two soul rings, one yellow and one purple, quietly bloomed and slowly moved beside him.

Seeing the color of the soul ring that went against common sense, Dugu Bo's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Millennium Second Ring? No, your age...how old are you this year?"

"Six years old, level 27 Great Soul Master."

Two magical herbs and a soul bone. Although most of the energy was used to temper the body, it still allowed Zhang San to level up.

Dugu Bo stared at Zhang San's two spirit rings in astonishment. Although they were only one yellow and one purple, the impact they brought to him at this moment was no less than that of a hundred thousand year spirit ring!
"how did you do it?"

Dugu Bo was puzzled. A twenty-seventh-level Great Spirit Master...

Is this six years old?

Zhang San said in a leisurely tone, full of inducing meaning: "This involves the inheritance of the divine throne."

Dugu Bo fell silent again after hearing this, his expression changing constantly.

Zhang San's soul power and age were really beyond his expectations.

Level 27...

Could it be the legendary innate level 20 soul power?
But even so, you can't jump seven levels right after awakening!
And from the boy's tone, he is full of confidence...

After a long silence, his face finally turned stern. "I have a granddaughter, thirteen years old this year, with nineteenth-level soul power and seventh-level innate soul power. With such aptitude, are you really sure you can help her become a god?"

"Whether she can become a god isn't determined by her aptitude, it's determined by me." Zhang San shook his head slightly and pointed casually: "Besides, aren't there things here that can improve aptitude everywhere?"

"Okay! I'll trust you this time!"

Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes slightly: "But if you dare to lie to me..."

"Why should I deceive my senior?"

Zhang San chuckled: "With my ability, is it difficult to take these magical herbs?"

Dugu Bo was stunned again when he heard this. This was indeed true.

Realizing this, he felt a little relieved. "In that case, let's get started. I also need to verify your detoxification skills. According to you, my granddaughter must have been poisoned as well."

"If she has the same martial spirit as you, then she must have been infected with the poison since her mother's womb."

Zhang San shook his head slightly: "Practicing this kind of poisonous martial spirit that will corrode the soul master's body is equivalent to racing against time. If the cultivation level cannot keep up, the poison will inevitably backfire and kill him."

Dugu Bo's expression was complicated when he heard this. He understood what Zhang San said better than anyone else.

That was why he agreed to the deal with Zhang San. It didn't matter if he died, but her granddaughter couldn't let the same mistake happen again.

"Boy, although I am not a good person, I always respect my promises. If you can really cure the poison in my grandfather and grandson, I will sell the rest of my life to you!" Dugu Bo said seriously.

"I trust the reputation of my predecessors."

Zhang San smiled and threw a jade slip to Dugu Bo: "This is a method for refining poison pills. With your cultivation level, it won't take long to master it."

Dugu Bo injected his soul power into the jade slip, and a method for refining poison pills appeared in his mind as if engraved.

After being stunned for a long time, he slapped his thigh, with a hint of annoyance in his excitement.

"I see...I see! Why didn't I realize it sooner?"

After taking a quick look at the pill-condensing method, Dugu Bo discovered that this method of poison pill-condensing had many similarities with the method he used to condense pill beads when his martial soul evolved in the past.

However, the pill bead was condensed from soul power, not poisonous.

Yes…

If soul power can be condensed into pills, why can't poison be condensed into pills?

A slight change in his thinking caused him to never even think about it.

With his vision and cultivation, if he had realized it earlier, it would not be difficult to create such a method of condensing beads.

Now that Zhang San had pointed it out, Dugu Bo felt annoyed but also a little relieved.

This is how cultivation works. Before some things are revealed, they are like flowers in the mirror or the moon in the water. Even a slight difference makes it impossible to comprehend them.

If Zhang San didn't tell him, he might never realize it in his life, so he didn't overturn the deal between the two of them.

Or, judging from Zhang San's current performance, perhaps he is the one who benefits more from this transaction.

"Good boy..."

After thinking clearly about the key points, Dugu Bo smiled happily: "Is it possible for my Yanyan to practice this method?"

“I’m afraid not at this stage.”

Zhang San shook his head. "Senior is a Titled Douluo, so there's no need to worry about him because of his superb cultivation. But your granddaughter is just a Spirit Master. Let alone the poison, I'm afraid she won't be able to use her Spirit Power very well, right?"

"That's true."

Dugu Bo nodded, his tone much softer than before, even gentler: "Is there any solution?"

"It can be supplemented with immortal herbs and pills, which can also improve your aptitude."

Zhang San casually threw a ten-thousand-year soul bone to Dugu Bo and said, "Also, let her absorb this soul bone first. If we force the poison into the soul bone first and then extract it in a fixed way, it can reduce a lot of risks."

"Ten thousand year soul bone?"

Dugu Bo was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhang San in disbelief: "You kid... are you really willing to take this thing out? Are you really not afraid that I will regret it?"

"It doesn't matter. I won't be able to use it anyway."

Zhang Sanhun didn't care. He found this soul bone in the Sunset Forest.

Unlike the Star Dou Great Forest, due to geographical factors and the influence of the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire, there are many hot springs and poisonous miasma in the Sunset Forest, so the majority of soul beasts are insects.

Insect-type soul beasts generally have low IQs and are ferocious and aggressive, so the rate of soul bone explosions is also quite high.

This soul bone was picked up by him a few days ago while searching for the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire. It was the left leg bone of a 23,000-year-old black-scaled anaconda, and it was also the only 10,000-year-old soul bone he had picked up on the road.

Zhang San couldn't understand why a snake-like soul beast would explode with leg bones...

It has no value to him, but it is just right for Dugu Yan.

"Furthermore, if you doubt someone, don't employ him; if you employ someone, don't doubt him. If you don't even have this much courage, then I'd better go to bed as soon as possible. If you have any concerns, senior, why not treat it as an advance payment to your salary."

"Salary? How rare..."

Dugu Bo grinned, and then seemed to have thought of something, looking at Zhang San with a strange look.

"Are you kidding me? Are you targeting my granddaughter? Well... although there's a big age difference, if I could truly become a god, then this age difference wouldn't be a big deal..."

Zhang San couldn't help but chuckle: "Oh, you have a nice idea."

"What do you mean?"

Dugu Bo's face darkened: "Don't look at me as unkempt, but my Yanyan is famous for her beauty!"

Zhang San remained noncommittal: "So? Am I really ugly?"

"..."

Dugu Bo's mouth twitched.

This guy's words are a bit choking.

However, for the sake of the soul bone and the pill-condensing method, he didn't say anything after all.

At least he knew that with the ability Zhang San had shown, he wouldn't be able to do anything even if he emptied the place out secretly.

From Dugu Bo's perspective, he is not the most suitable candidate for the role of protector.

As long as the other party's talent is slightly revealed, there will be many Titled Douluo who will rush to accept him as a disciple.

Although he absorbed two magical herbs without permission, he admitted it frankly and was willing to compensate by detoxifying himself.

Such behavior made Dugu Bo grateful in his heart, and also made him look up to Zhang San even more.

"I really don't know where you little monster came from..." Dugu Bo muttered.

"Hmm? Did I forget to mention that?"

Zhang San scratched his head and said, "I am the current Pope disciple of the Spirit Hall. I just became his disciple last month."

"???"

Dugu Bo's eyes suddenly widened, looking a little funny.

"Disciple of the Pope? Then why are you looking for me?"

This person with such talent doesn’t even have a protector?

Are all those titled people in the Spirit Hall so arrogant?
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