Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends.

Sometimes, people need to be pragmatic.

After saying that, Dugu Bo didn't linger. With a flash, he disappeared into the night. He urgently needed to go back and verify the effects of the magic potion.

Eva looked in the direction where Dugu Bo had disappeared, a victorious smile playing on her lips.

A useful venomous snake, I've got it.

Chapter 73 Recovery

When Dugu Bo returned to the Dugu residence, it was already late at night. The residence was quiet, with only a few ever-burning lamps casting a dim yellow glow in the corridor.

He endured the increasingly intense pain in his body and the tingling and stinging sensation brought on by the new poison, and staggered back to his secret chamber.

"Bang!" The heavy stone door of the secret chamber was slammed shut, isolating it from the outside world.

Dugu Bo could no longer hold on and suddenly spat out a mouthful of dark purple venomous blood. His body trembled violently, and strange dark green patterns appeared on his skin. These were signs that the toxins left by Ge Duo were fiercely clashing with his own Jade Phosphorous Serpent King Poison, eroding his body.

He slumped to the ground, leaning against the cold stone wall, panting heavily.

With trembling hands, he took the two jade bottles from his bosom.

Reason told him he should be more cautious and at least find someone to test the drug on first.

But the excruciating pain that seemed to tear his soul apart, and Eva's all-encompassing gaze, made him lose his last bit of patience.

I'm betting!

He first uncorked the ice-blue jade bottle, and immediately, an extreme chill spread out, and tiny ice crystals even condensed at the mouth of the bottle.

Without the slightest hesitation, Dugu Bo poured all the potion from the bottle into his mouth.

The potion melted instantly upon entering his mouth, transforming into a bone-chilling cold current, like countless tiny ice needles, rapidly penetrating his limbs and bones.

"Ugh!"

Even though Dugu Bo was already used to all kinds of pain, he couldn't help but let out a groan of pain at this moment.

Eva's potion was only intended to suppress Dugu Bo's toxins, without considering whether it was gentle or not. Therefore, the potion began to work in Dugu Bo's body in an extremely domineering way.

The combined toxins of the Jade Phosphorus Serpent King and Gedo within his body seemed to have encountered their natural enemy, and they fiercely resisted, causing even greater pain than before.

But soon, under that indiscriminate extreme cold, the activity of the two toxins began to decrease at a visible rate, like a venomous snake frozen in ice, still ferocious, but temporarily stripped of its ability to wreak havoc.

Dugu Bo could clearly feel the excruciating pain that had been tormenting him constantly receding like the tide. Although it hadn't completely disappeared, it had weakened to a bearable level.

His eyes widened in surprise, and he was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

It works! It really works!

He dared not linger and immediately uncorked the emerald green jade bottle, which contained a small amount of liquid medicine that looked like jade.

A strong sense of life washed over him, invigorating him.

Dugu Bo immediately tilted his head back and swallowed the medicine.

A gentle and vibrant warmth instantly spread out, strangely blending with the lingering chill in his body. Instead of clashing, they complemented each other.

This life force, like the finest spring rain, gently nourished his meridians and internal organs, which had been riddled with holes by toxins, repairing the minute damage and bringing him an indescribable sense of comfort.

Two forces, icy blue and emerald green, intertwined within his body, one suppressing toxins and the other repairing himself.

Dugu Bo dared not be careless. He immediately sat cross-legged and channeled his soul power to guide the two external medicinal forces to maximize their effects.

Time passed little by little.

Inside the secret chamber, the chaotic poisonous gas surrounding Dugu Bo gradually calmed down, and the abnormal bluish-purple color on his face began to fade slowly. Although he was still pale, he had gained a bit more vitality.

His tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and his breathing became long and steady.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes, and his emerald pupils regained their sharp light. Although a trace of fatigue still lingered deep within, the listlessness caused by the torment of pain had been completely swept away.

Dugu Bo carefully examined himself, and the shock and joy on his face grew stronger.

The two toxins in his body that had caused him unbearable suffering were now like an ice-covered volcano, still present but temporarily dormant.

The tearing pain in his meridians was gone, replaced by a slight coolness and tingling sensation, which he knew was a sign that the potion was repairing the damage.

His soul power flowed more smoothly than ever before. Although the total amount had not recovered much due to the suppression of the toxin, the feeling of being able to control his own arm returned!

Dugu Bo even felt that he could now mobilize a considerable portion of his soul power without worrying about triggering the poison.

"Amazing, so amazing!" Dugu Bo couldn't help but mutter to himself, looking at the two empty jade bottles in his hands with an extremely complicated expression.

Queen Eva, she really does have such methods!

If even a basic antidote is this powerful, then is the complete potion she promised, which would completely neutralize the toxins without damaging the body's foundation, also true?

At this moment, all the doubts, resentment, and humiliation in Dugu Bo's heart were washed away by the tangible results and the immense hope.

Being loyal to her doesn't seem like something unacceptable.

At least, she put in enough money to find the fish.

Dugu Bo slowly stood up, stretched his limbs, and felt a long-lost sense of relaxation. He let out a long sigh of relief, and his gaze became firm again.

"Queen Eva, I hope you will not disappoint this old man," he murmured to himself, having already made his final decision.

...the next morning.

Dugu Yan arrived at the restaurant with trepidation, intending to have breakfast with her grandfather, still worried about his injuries.

However, when she saw the figure by the dining table, she covered her mouth in surprise.

Dugu Bo was sitting in the main seat. Although his face was still a little pale, his spirits were much better. His eyes had regained their former sharpness, and there was even a relaxed smile on his lips.

He was slowly and methodically drinking his porridge, his movements steady, showing no trace of the severely injured and dying state he had displayed the night before.

"Grandpa? Are you all better?" Dugu Yan ran over in surprise, looking Dugu Bo up and down.

When Dugu Bo saw his granddaughter, his smile became even more genuine. He put down his bowl and spoon and said gently, "Yes, Grandpa is alright now. I just had a minor mishap during my cultivation, but it's all over now. I'm sorry to have worried Yan Yan."

He naturally wouldn't tell Dugu Yan the truth. With him around, all he wanted was for his Yan Yan to grow up happily.

Seeing that her grandfather seemed to have fully recovered, Dugu Yan was overjoyed, though she still had some doubts. She patted her chest and playfully scolded, "You scared me to death, Grandpa! You must be more careful when you cultivate in the future!"

"Okay, okay, Grandpa will be careful from now on." Dugu Bo agreed with a smile. Looking at his granddaughter's lively appearance, the gloom in his heart caused by submitting to others was also dispelled a lot.

For Yan Yan's sake, this sacrifice is worthwhile.

Chapter 74 Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique

Notting City, Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

As night fell, Tang San sat cross-legged on his bed, his brows furrowed, unable to enter a meditative state for a long time.

He has been very irritable lately, and this irritability largely stems from his father, Tang Hao.

Since obtaining his first spirit ring and learning from his sister Cinderella that his father was actually a powerful spirit master and that she would teach him a powerful hammer technique, Tang San's feelings have been very complicated.

At first, he was indeed shocked and had a hint of anticipation.

A strong father who teaches him powerful hammer techniques would undoubtedly greatly enhance his strength.

But what followed was more dissatisfaction and resentment.

He's clearly a powerful Soul Master! Why has he been pretending to be a drunken blacksmith for so many years?

Why make those two siblings live a life of constant hunger and dependence on others? If he had revealed his strength earlier, they wouldn't be in this predicament.

This dissatisfaction reached its peak after Tang Hao began to teach him what he called "instruction".

Tang San thought Tang Hao would teach him some earth-shattering skill, but what happened?

They actually sent him to the blacksmith's shop to forge iron day after day!

Swinging the hammer, striking the hammer, feeling the force exerted... these are the basics he had already mastered in his previous life when he was in the outer sect of the Tang Sect. What is there to learn?

He repeatedly told Tang Hao that he had mastered the technique of generating power and asked to learn the real Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique. However, Tang Hao always looked at him with doubt and impatience, saying that if the foundation was not solid, the earth would shake and he should continue to practice, saying that he had also spent a long time building a foundation back then.

Tang San had no choice but to suppress his temper and spend time every day practicing hammering at the blacksmith's shop, which he considered meaningless.

Seeing his classmates diligently cultivating their soul power and practicing their soul skills, while he was wasting his precious time on such things, his anxiety grew day by day.

His anxiety exploded when he discovered that his sister Cinderella's soul power level had somehow quietly surpassed his by one level!

He vowed to become strong so he could protect his sister! But now, not only has he failed to protect her, she has surpassed him! How can he accept this?

He must have wasted too much time on blacksmithing! Tang Hao must not have genuinely wanted to teach him!

In fact, Tang Hao taught Tang San exactly according to his previous learning steps and methods, and he even sped up the process.

However, Tang Hao did not consider that when he was young, he first had various medicinal baths to lay a foundation in the Haotian Sect, and then he started learning hammering from scratch.

Tang San, on the other hand, is extremely skilled at hammering.

That evening, after returning from the blacksmith's shop, feeling the slow growth of his soul power and thinking of Cinderella's increasingly refined and profound soul power, Tang San could no longer hold back.

He found Tang Hao, who was again huddled in the corner clutching a barrel of wine, his voice filled with barely suppressed anger and impatience: "Dad! Are you going to teach me that Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique or not? If it's just about me spending all day forging iron, then forget it! I don't want to waste any more time! I need to cultivate my soul power! I can't let my sister fall behind!"

Tang Hao, his eyes blurry with drunkenness, raised his head and frowned as he looked at the emotionally charged Tang San before him.

"You brat, what's the rush? The basics... the basics are the most important..." Tang Hao muttered, taking another swig of wine.

"Basics, basics! I already knew them!" Tang San practically roared. "I've memorized all those power-generating techniques! Did you never intend to teach me the real hammer techniques? If you don't want to teach me, just say so! Don't delay my training!"

Tang Hao was startled by Tang San's shout, and his drunkenness sobered up a bit. Looking at Tang San's stubborn yet disappointed and angry eyes, a certain string in his heart was touched.

He was silent for a moment, then finally sighed and said in a hoarse voice, "Fine, since you say you've learned it, I'll teach you the rest starting tomorrow. But if you can't keep up, don't blame me..."

Although Tang Hao agreed to speed up the process, he still did not believe that Tang San had truly mastered all the essential techniques of power generation. He planned to teach him only the first few moves to discourage him and allow him to hone his skills for a few more months.

However, when Tang San heard Tang Hao finally relent, although his tone was reluctant, he had at least achieved half of his goal.

He suppressed his dissatisfaction and said coldly, "I hope you keep your word this time."

After saying that, he turned and left without looking at Tang Hao again.

He secretly vowed to learn the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique as soon as possible and catch up with Cinderella's level immediately!

To protect his sister, he must become stronger!

Tang San, eager to become stronger, didn't even notice Tang Hao's complicated gaze.

……

The next day, in the backyard of the blacksmith's shop.

Tang Hao stood with his arms crossed, leaning against a pile of pig iron, staring expressionlessly at Tang San in the center of the arena.

There was still a wine barrel at his feet, but he had drunk less today, and his eyes looked clearer than usual. After all, today was the day he was going to teach Tang San the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique.

Tang San, meanwhile, held a huge forging hammer in his hand, intently forging a red-hot iron block in the courtyard.

Amidst the splattering of Mars, the iron block deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tang Hao watched Tang San's movements, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. This kid had actually mastered the power-generating techniques he had taught him to such a high degree!

Every bit of strength was used to its fullest potential, with not a single ounce wasted. His movements were so fluid that they didn't resemble those of a teenager, but rather those of an old blacksmith who had dedicated decades to this craft.

How is that possible? It took him a long time to reach that level back then.

"Stop." Tang Hao suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse.

Tang San paused, put away the forging hammer, and looked at Tang Hao. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his eyes were calm, but with a hint of scrutiny, as if asking: Is it alright? Can you teach me something real now?

Tang Hao walked to his side, picked up another casting hammer, and weighed it in his hand.

"Watch closely, the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique emphasizes intent over form. Its core lies in using the opponent's force against them, with each hammer blow stronger than the last, like a raging storm, continuous and unstoppable, until the eighty-oneth hammer blow, when the power reaches its peak."

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura suddenly changed! His previous disheveled, drunken appearance vanished instantly, replaced by an aura as solid as a mountain, yet containing explosive power.

He suddenly took a half step forward with his left foot, his body like a fully drawn bow, and the seemingly ordinary cast hammer in his hand slammed down with a whooshing sound!

"The first strike!"

Boom! Sparks shot into the sky! The iron block on the anvil made a loud noise and deformed violently.

Before the hammer could fully spring up, Tang Hao twisted his waist, using the rebound force to make his body spin like a whirlwind, and the second hammer slammed down again with even greater speed and power!

Chapter 75 Tang San is increasingly dissatisfied

"The second hammer blow!"