Douluo: Yu Hao is reborn, this Tang San is different

Chapter 80 Haotian Douluo
Huo Yuhao had been paying attention to the changes in Dugu Bo's expression. Seeing him holding the pill with hesitation in his eyes and reluctant to take it, he understood a little bit.

He sighed lightly, his face devoid of any anger. Instead, he spoke sincerely, "Senior, I know you have some concerns. But think carefully. If I wanted to kill you, with my abilities, I could have easily done it just now when you were fighting me. How could you have resisted? Why go to all this trouble, expending all this energy searching for herbs and refining pills?"

Dugu Bo's body trembled slightly when he heard this, and his originally furrowed brow slowly relaxed a little. Indeed, if the other party had truly harbored malicious intent, he would have been dead long ago, so why would he have gone to such great lengths?

Dugu Bo's doubts gradually dissipated under Huo Yuhao's persuasion. He took a deep breath and looked at the pill in his hand that was emitting a soft light. Finally, there was a bit more trust in his eyes.

"Okay, I believe you this time."

Dugu Bo gritted his teeth, as if he had made a great decision. He slowly raised his hand, put the pill into his mouth, and then tilted his head back and swallowed it.

The pill melted in his mouth, and a warm force instantly spread throughout his body, rushing towards his meridians and internal organs that had been corroded by toxins for many years.

Dugu Bo closed his eyes tightly, feeling the power flowing through his body. His expression was tense at first, then gradually relaxed, as if he felt the elixir starting to take effect, and the worries in his heart also eased.

After Dugu Bo swallowed the pill, Huo Yuhao noticed it and immediately said with a focused expression, "Senior, quickly sit cross-legged and practice your Qi to digest the medicinal power. This is the only way to maximize the effectiveness of the pill."

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo did not hesitate at all. He turned around and sat cross-legged steadily on the ground, placing his hands naturally on his knees and slowly closing his eyes.

Then, the soul power around him began to circulate slowly, like an undercurrent surging beneath the calm surface of a lake, carrying the medicinal power of the elixir and spreading to every corner of his body.

As time went by, the effects of the elixir gradually became apparent.

Dugu Bo's originally emerald green hair began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was gently touched by an invisible hand.

The emerald green color that was originally filled with a toxic aura slowly faded away, and was replaced by a shiny black color. Every strand of hair seemed to have regained vitality.

At the same time, the paleness and fatigue left on Dugu Bo's face by years of toxins gradually dissipated. His skin began to glow with a healthy rosy glow, and his originally slightly sunken eye sockets became fuller.

Not long after, Dugu Bo slowly opened his eyes, their eyes gleaming with an indescribable surprise and shock. He felt as if his body had been reborn, as if the power trapped by the toxins for years had finally been released. His meridians felt incredibly unobstructed, and his internal organs felt a warm, comfortable sensation, as if joyfully celebrating a new lease on life.

"This...this medicine is simply amazing!"

Dugu Bo couldn't help but exclaim in disbelief. He stood up, stretched his limbs, and felt the power surging through his body, his face full of joy.

He looked at Huo Yuhao, his eyes filled with respect and gratitude, and said, "Boy, I didn't expect you, at such a young age, to possess such miraculous alchemy skills. This elixir has truly relieved a great worry that I've had for years!"

"Senior, I will pass on the poison pill method to you now. You can practice according to the method above in the future."

Immediately afterwards, under Xiao Yan's precise control, Huo Yuhao's eyes began to glow with a faint golden light, a sign of the surge of powerful mental power.

He slowly raised his hand, with his palm facing Dugu Bo. An invisible yet powerful mental force extended out like a thread and quietly penetrated into Dugu Bo's sea of ​​consciousness.

Under the wrapping of this spiritual power, the detailed information of the poison pill method appeared clearly in Dugu Bo's mind like a vivid image.

Dugu Bo closed his eyes tightly, concentrating on receiving the information transmitted by this spiritual power. His brows sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed, obviously trying to understand and digest this new method of cultivation.

As the poison pill was injected, Dugu Bo's face gradually showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, and he nodded unconsciously occasionally, as if secretly admiring this exquisite technique.

When the transmission of mental power ended, Huo Yuhao slowly lowered his hand, and the golden light in his eyes gradually dissipated. He was breathing heavily, and beads of sweat covered his forehead. It was obvious that the high-intensity use of mental power this time had taken a considerable toll on him.

Dugu Bo opened his eyes, his eyes filled with gratitude and excitement.

"Thank you so much, kid. I, Dugu Bo, will remember this favor."

He clasped his fists and saluted Huo Yuhao, then his figure flashed and turned into a dark green stream of light, flying towards his cave deep in the Sunset Forest.

At this moment, he couldn't wait to return to the cave and practice this magical poison pill method in seclusion, hoping to get rid of the troubles of toxins and improve his own strength.

Looking at the direction where Dugu Bo left, Huo Yuhao breathed a sigh of relief. After his physical and mental strength recovered a little, he paced around the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire. His eyes were like a sharp hunter, searching carefully among the surrounding vegetation, not missing any potentially useful medicinal herbs.

Suddenly, Huo Yuhao paused, a puzzled look on his face. He felt as if a mysterious force was pulling him from the bottom of the lake, as if something extremely important was waiting for him to discover.

In the extremely elegantly decorated room of Tiandou Royal Academy, warm yellow sunlight shines through the carved windows and gently falls on the quaint wooden floor, forming patches of mottled light and shadow.

Inside the room, various furnishings are arranged in an orderly manner. The antique bookshelves are filled with books, and on the walls hang several exquisite paintings depicting battle scenes between soul beasts and soul masters.

At this moment, the quiet atmosphere was broken by a slight noise. Qin Ming, who was lying on the bed, trembled his eyelids slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Qin Ming felt as if his head had been struck by a heavy hammer. He felt drowsy and his vision was blurred, as if covered by a veil. He subconsciously tried to move, but this movement caused the wounds all over his body to be affected. The excruciating pain instantly hit him. He couldn't help but take a deep breath. After a long while, he could barely see his surroundings clearly.

"I... why am I here? What happened?" Qin Ming's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time. Every word was filled with confusion. His eyes swept across everyone's faces, trying to find the answer from their expressions.

When Dugu Yan saw Qin Ming wake up, a hint of surprise suddenly flashed in her eyes. She hurriedly walked forward, and her lips, which had been tightly pursed, now slightly raised, revealing a relieved smile.

"Teacher Qin, you're finally awake!" Dugu Yan's voice was filled with uncontrollable joy and relief. "You don't know, you were seriously injured at the time, and your condition was very critical. It was a young man who saved you. He took great pains to bring you to the academy." "Young man?" Qin Ming frowned slightly, and the wrinkles on his forehead deepened. He tried hard to search his mind for relevant memories, but his dizziness made his thoughts a little confused. "Who is he? What's his name?"

"I think his name is Huo Yuhao," Dugu Yan answered seriously. As she spoke, she gestured with her hands, trying to give Qin Ming a clearer impression of this young man. "He looks young, but his strength and methods are very impressive."

"Huo Yuhao..." Qin Ming muttered the name quietly, "Where is he now? I must go and thank him in person. If it weren't for him, I would be dead."

Dugu Yan shook her head slightly, a trace of regret flashing across her face. She sighed softly and said, "Teacher Qin, Huo Yuhao has already left the academy. However, I don't think he's left Tiandou City yet. Don't worry, I'll go look for him later."

Qin Ming felt a little disappointed when he heard Huo Yuhao had left the academy, but his determination to find his benefactor remained undimmed. He endured the pain from his wounds and slightly lifted himself up, his eyes filled with anxiety as he continued to ask Dugu Yan, "So, how old is this young man?"

Dugu Yan was slightly taken aback, obviously not expecting Qin Ming to be so obsessed with this boy's age. She thought about it briefly and answered seriously, "Teacher Qin, from what I've observed, he's about ten years old."

"What? About ten years old!" Qin Ming's eyes widened instantly when he heard this, and his face was full of disbelief. He had originally propped up his body slightly, but because of this shocking news, he almost fell back heavily on the bed.

"This... How is this possible!" Qin Ming muttered to himself, his voice thick with shock and amazement. In his understanding, most ten-year-old children were still learning the basics in academy, barely even acquiring a few spirit rings. Yet, Huo Yuhao had managed to rescue himself from the siege of numerous ten-thousand-year spirit beasts. His strength was simply beyond imagination.

"He has such strength at the age of ten. This child's future achievements are limitless!" Qin Ming couldn't help but sigh, his eyes flashing with excitement, as if he saw a rising star.

"It would be great if we could get him to join the Tiandou Royal Academy. With the academy's resources and teaching staff, we can definitely train him to become a powerful master, bringing honor to the academy and adding a shining pearl to the entire soul master world."

A few hours later, the night at Shrek Academy was quiet and peaceful.

The bright moonlight is like silver yarn, gently sprinkling on every corner of the college, covering the entire college with a dreamy coat.

In Zhao Wuji's room, the candlelight had long been extinguished. He was immersed in a sweet sleep, snoring evenly.

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded in his ears, as if someone was whispering his name. The voice was ethereal and mysterious, as if it came from a distant place, but it reached his ears clearly:

"Zhao Wuji, come out..."

This sudden sound instantly broke the tranquility of the night and woke Zhao Wuji from his sleep.

Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes still a little confused from sleep.

He frowned and glanced around the dark room warily, trying to find the source of the sound. However, the room was completely silent, with nothing unusual except for the sound of his own breathing.

"Who?" Zhao Wuji shouted in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse and full of doubt. He received no response, only the occasional sound of the wind outside the window, as if playing a joke on him.

The mysterious voice sounded again: "Zhao Wuji, get out..."

This time, Zhao Wuji heard it more clearly and he was sure that the sound came from outside the window.

A mixture of curiosity and vigilance surged in his heart. He no longer hesitated and quickly turned over and stood up.

Zhao Wuji walked a few steps to the window and pushed it open with force. A cool night breeze blew in his face, blowing away the remaining sleepiness on his face. He then jumped out of the window and landed steadily on the ground.

The moment he landed, he bent his feet slightly to reduce the impact. At the same time, his eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and he began to search the surrounding environment for the source of the sound.

That mysterious voice was like an invisible thread, pulling Zhao Wuji forward. His steps were steady, his eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly as he passed through quiet paths and around dense forests.

Finally, the sound led him to a very secluded area of ​​the academy. Far away from the student dormitories and teaching areas, the surroundings were almost oppressively quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the stillness.

Zhao Wuji stood there, his eyes sharp as a torch, carefully examining his surroundings. Suddenly, he felt a gaze coming from behind him and turned abruptly.

A man of immense stature slowly emerged from behind a stout tree. His entire body was shrouded in shadow, his face invisible. Only his tall, sturdy figure could be seen, towering over him like a small mountain. His presence made the air around him seem to freeze.

When Zhao Wuji saw this scene, a slight sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, with a bit of disdain and confidence in that smile.

"You are the one looking for me?"

His voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the silent space.

As Zhao Wuji spoke, he moved his wrist slightly, and the joints made a crackling sound, as if he was showing his strength to the other party.

The mysterious man stood quietly, his face shrouded in shadow, his expression still unclear. Only his deep voice could be heard, "In this small Shrek Academy, I can actually see the renowned Acala. I'm itching to stretch my legs today, so I'd like to ask you to help me."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a flash of light under the man's feet. Two yellow, two purple and two black soul rings, like lively light circles, circled up one after another and surrounded his body.

Zhao Wuji saw the six spirit rings, and the sneer of disdain on his face became even more pronounced. He thought to himself, "He's just a Soul Emperor, yet he dares to act so arrogantly in front of me?" But just as he was about to taunt him, the man's body shone brightly again. Two black and one red, three more powerful spirit rings slowly emerged.

Zhao Wuji's smile froze instantly, his once confident eyes replaced by fear. His face turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't utter a word. His whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his legs felt like they were nailed to the ground, unable to move.

(End of this chapter)