Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 40 Dugu Bo: Do ​​you think I can still be saved?
Dugu Bo stepped forward and carefully checked Dugu Xin's condition, his brows furrowed and his eyes full of shock.

He felt Dugu Xin's heart meridian was extremely hot, as if there was a ball of flame burning, constantly resisting the erosion of toxins in the body.

When he input his soul power into Dugu Xin's martial soul, he discovered that it contained a trace of mysterious Yin energy.

It was in stark contrast to the scorching heat, yet it achieved a miraculous balance, causing no damage to the martial spirit itself.

"What kind of miraculous healing method is this? It can effectively suppress the poison in the body without harming the martial soul!"

Dugu Bo muttered to himself and looked at Dugu Xin with complicated eyes.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Yu Xiaolie who was standing quietly beside him.

Yu Xiaolie seemed unaware of the scrutinizing gaze, his expression as calm as water.

If Dugu Bo knew about these magical herbs, he wouldn't have such a precious land but still be unable to cure the poison in his father and son.

Dugu Bo suddenly raised his arm, pointed his index finger straight at Dugu Xin's shoulder, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"You rascal, you're so bold! Aren't you worried at all that he might be harboring evil intentions and doing something bad in secret?"

"What did I teach you? Be careful! You trust others so easily. It's a good thing this kid didn't do anything rash."

Upon hearing this, Dugu Xin showed a confident smile on his face.

"I've already poisoned him. If he dares to play any tricks, he'll die instantly!"

When Dugu Bo heard this, he was stunned for a moment, looking at him as if he were an idiot, and then burst into a burst of swear words.

"Damn it! Poison? My poison didn't work on him, let alone yours."

"Besides, this kid is immune to poison! Your little tricks can't hurt him at all!"

Seeing the situation, Yu Xiaolie stood up calmly, cleared his throat, and spoke slowly.

"Senior, I have some insights into the situation of the General Manager."

He pointed at Dugu Xin with a calm tone.

"Now that he has passed the critical stage of body reconstruction, he just needs to take the medicine I prescribed on time."

"By consolidating it, we can completely eradicate the toxins deep within the body."

Dugu Bo turned his head and stared at Yu Xiaolie, looking him up and down, as if trying to see through his thoughts.

"Who are you, boy? Why are you so kind to my son?"

Yu Xiaolie hasn't spoken yet.

Seeing this, Dugu Xin quickly stepped forward to introduce Yu Xiaolie.

"Dad, his name is Yu Xiaolie, and he's the son of Yu Yuanzhen from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan."

"Because his martial soul mutated and he didn't want to go to Thunder Academy as his family had arranged, he came to the camp and took refuge with his second uncle, Yu Luomian."

Dugu Xin's eyes were full of admiration, and he raised his hand and patted Yu Xiaolie's shoulder heavily.

"This kid is really brave! Who would have thought that he could actually train all the way from level 12 to level 23 in the camp."

Dugu Bo listened quietly with a calm expression, and just said "Oh?" softly.

It is really interesting that Yu Xiaolie came from an extraordinary background but had such an experience.

Yu Xiaolie smiled slightly and bowed to Dugu Bo.

"Senior, to be honest, I came here for your Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire."

He looked around, and wherever he looked, rare herbs were growing wildly, colorful mist was rising, and the scene was fantastic and magnificent.

"Having the opportunity to cultivate here and absorb spiritual energy is a great fortune for a mutant martial soul like mine."

When Dugu Bo heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, then his expression relaxed a little, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, barely perceptible.

This kid is quite frank and doesn't hide anything.

He looked at Yu Xiaolie deeply, folded his arms across his chest, and unconsciously radiated his aura. Dugu Bo then looked around, his gaze settling on the towering immortal herbs, and pondered secretly.

There are a lot of magical herbs here. Even if this kid eats a few of them, how many pounds of weight can he lose?

What's more, this kid was able to cure Dugu Xin's poison, which solved a problem for me.

Thinking of this, Dugu Bo felt relieved, but he still had an unhappy expression on his face and snorted coldly.

"You little bastard, you ate my magical grass and used my spring water. What are you going to give me in return?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaolie's face became solemn and he spoke slowly.

"Senior, the chief steward just told you that I have a mutant spirit."

"I know all too well the pain that comes with a flawed spirit."

He lowered his head, his tone full of bitterness.

"My martial soul's soul power level advances extremely slowly, and the accumulation period is so long that I've barely reached level 23 by the time I'm 15 years old."

"In order to improve my strength, I have to train hard day and night to absorb high-age spirit rings. This kind of pain, I am afraid, can only be truly understood by those who have suffered the same pain!"

Dugu Bo originally had his arms crossed over his chest with an indifferent expression, but when he heard this, his body paused, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and he subconsciously lowered his arms.

I suddenly felt a mixture of emotions.

His brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of pain in his eyes.

Only he himself knew the torment brought by his martial soul defect. The days when he struggled alone in the darkness suddenly flooded back to his mind.

Looking at the strange valley shrouded in mist in front of me, my hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

A defect in one's martial soul is like a failed reincarnation, which determines the lower limit of one's life from the very beginning.

Without a good martial soul, no matter how hard you try, it will be difficult to succeed.

On the other hand, those who possess high-quality martial spirits are often recruited by the seven major sects and the Spirit Hall, enjoying plenty of training resources and rising rapidly.

A commoner soul master like himself, no matter how hard he practices, can never be compared with him.

Now that he had finally worked hard and cultivated all the way to the Soul Douluo realm, he was able to get close to Prince Xuexing and obtain more resources.

But along the way, hasn't he also been tortured under the shadow of his martial soul's flaws?
Looking at the young man in front of him, who also had to practice alone because of the quality of his martial soul, Dugu Bo seemed to see his younger self.

Who can understand the pain of loneliness, helplessness, and trying one's best but still being unable to change one's fate?

For a moment, Dugu Bo was silent, with a complicated look in his eyes.

After a long time, he slowly spoke.

"Boy, stay here and see how I'm doing."

"But you have to promise me that only the three of us know about this place. If anyone else knows about this place from you."

"Then don't blame me for being cruel!"

Dugu Bo walked forward and patted Yu Xiaolie on the shoulder with a gentle expression, but his words were not what he meant.

Inside the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire, light and shadow intertwine, and mist lingers.

On the shore, rare and exotic plants compete with each other in beauty, emitting charming luster and unique fragrance.

Yu Xiaolie looked up at Dugu Bo, his eyes full of gratitude.

He nodded solemnly, his tone firm.

"Thank you for your help, senior. Don't worry, I will keep the secret to the end."

"Furthermore, I will do my best to help you find a way to resolve your spirit's flaws."

As the words fell, there was a silence, and only the sound of the spring water, a mixture of ice and fire, could be heard, making a low hum, as if responding to Yu Xiaolie's promise.

(End of this chapter)