Douluo Continent: Dream Invasion, All the Beauties Become Wives

If we say that the Blue Silver Emperor's absorption of life-attribute plants is a perfect score of 100, then its absorption of life-attribute animal-type soul beasts and non-life-attribute plants that do not harm its origin is a perfect score of 80.

The Mandragora Snake skill would probably score around 50 points, since a Soul Master needs not only a Martial Soul but also good personal qualities.

The silver serpent, on the other hand, is estimated to score less than 20 points, with only flaws and no advantages whatsoever.

Regardless of the degree to which a weak body strengthens a Soul Master's true form, the amplification of a Martial Soul by mismatched attributes, or the Soul Ring skills that may be formed, everything is a complete mess and utterly unbearable to look at.

Gu Yue pulled out two silver shuttle snakes, one large and one small, from the snake's den. The large one was over 500 years old, while the small one was only 90 years old.

They quickly arrived at the prison's small anus and lay in ambush.

While waiting, a strange smile involuntarily crept onto his lips, as if he were thinking of something.

"How did Xiao Tian laugh in his past life?"

Hehehe? No, no.

That's not right either.

"Goose, goose, goose, that's even more wrong."

"Hehehe, yes, that's the feeling, hehehe, hehehehehehehehehe..."

After laughing for a while, I suddenly realized something was wrong, so I quickly stopped laughing and became serious again.

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"Uh, I am the dignified Silver Dragon King, how can I be so frivolous? It must be due to the influence of my past life memories."

Yes, the latter half of the past life memories are the version after merging with Na'er, and there are also many memories that are directly from Na'er's clone.

That wretched Na'er, even after being reborn, she still doesn't forget to affect her original form.

……

The primary Soul Hunting Forest wasn't very large. As the sun set, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San walked and stopped frequently until they reached the mixed area of ​​ten-year and hundred-year soul beasts.

Luo Sanpao walked ahead, sniffing here and there, swishing his tail, and occasionally letting out a pig squeal.

I don't know if it's because of the farting soul skill, but this thing is very sensitive to smells and can be used as a scout.

Just then, they came across a century-old poisonous frog. Luo Sanpao immediately stopped, his eyes wary, and he used a low croak to alert his master.

They had encountered similar situations many times on the way. Gangzi glanced at it casually, and immediately understood. He then habitually began reciting the Soul Beast Encyclopedia.

"Judging from its size and the color of the spots on its skin, this poisonous frog is probably over a hundred years old, but less than two hundred years old."

This kind of spirit beast is very aggressive, but it is generally only interested in insects. Unless you enter its territory, it will not pay attention to others.

Unfortunately, its toxicity is relatively low, so it's only used for defense; otherwise, it would qualify as your spirit ring.

Sanpao, retreat. We'll take a detour.

When Yu Xiaogang was explaining science to Sanzi, Sanzi would offer expressions of gratitude and admiration.

He was indeed quite satisfied. The treatment of different types of masters varies greatly. This teacher was obviously willing to mentor younger generations and had a good temper.

I'm really lucky.

After Gangzi finished speaking, Tang San quickly asked:

"Teacher, can a poisonous frog become a spirit ring for Blue Silver Grass? It's an animal-type spirit beast, but my spirit is a plant. Won't that cause a conflict?"

His curiosity about Soul Masters, Martial Souls, and Soul Rings made him eager to ask questions whenever he encountered a problem, showing his thirst for knowledge.

Yu Xiaogang smiled slightly.

Do you remember what I told you yesterday?

Among the ten core competencies of martial spirits that I have researched and proposed, one is called…”

"The Theory of Martial Soul Mimicry"

"Yes, it's the theory of martial spirit mimicry. You have a good memory, Xiao San."

Plant-based martial souls don't necessarily have to absorb the soul rings of plant-based soul beasts, and the same goes for beast-based martial souls.

Under certain conditions, the two can communicate with each other.

Although Blue Silver Grass is useless, it is precisely because it is too weak that it does not exhibit exclusivity and can only passively integrate any attribute added by a Soul Ring.

It meets the standards perfectly.

"Is this because life naturally possesses the ability to bear burdens and can coexist with most attributes without interfering with each other?"

Moreover, poison is one of the few attributes that cannot coexist; the two will only consume each other—either the former will destroy the latter, or the latter will annihilate the former.

Gu Yue couldn't help but grumble inwardly.

"However, if you're teaching Tang San, please intensify your efforts. I would even applaud you if you added fire attributes to the Blue Silver Emperor."

Unfortunately, even if that scoundrel is incredibly stupid, he probably wouldn't be able to accept the fire attribute, otherwise...

Before long, the two finally reached the ambush site.

The silver shuttle snake already had a faint scent, and with its scent completely blocked by a layer of mental energy, Luo Sanpao didn't notice it at all and passed over its head without realizing it.

Gangzi led Tang San along the safe route that Luo Sanpao had scouted out, without easily deviating from it.

Yu Xiaogang walked by without making a sound, however, the instant Tang San landed...

Under Gu Yue's control, the five-hundred-year-old silver shuttle snake suddenly burst out of the cave, broke through the grass above its head, and bit Tang San's calf with lightning speed.

And the moment the teeth pierced the flesh, the toxin was quickly injected, with nearly half of the maximum amount remaining.

Gu Yue estimated that if the dosage exceeded this, Bie San might die on the spot. In addition, some of it had to be reserved for Yu Xiaogang as a surprise.

The master and apprentice must share the benefits equally.

After successfully striking, the silver shuttle snake did not hesitate at all, immediately darting away and disappearing into the distance, moving swiftly like a shuttle, drawing a graceful arc.

Only when it felt the distance was relatively safe did it raise its head and begin to glare menacingly from afar.

The instant the silver shuttle snake lunged, the mental energy membrane sealing its aura and scent broke open.

Suddenly, a soul force reaction appeared beneath his feet, along with some kind of sound, and Tang San's expression immediately changed drastically.

Professional assassins are indeed far more perceptive and vigilant than ordinary people or even ordinary Soul Masters.

However, at that time, the Silver Shuttle Serpent was less than 30 centimeters away from his calf. It had been planned for a long time and its attack was extremely rapid. Tang San noticed the commotion afterward and had no time to react.

The thought had barely formed in my mind, and before the Ghostly Tracking technique could be successfully activated, a sharp pain shot through the area of ​​my calf with the most abundant muscles and blood vessels.

Following the stinging pain, a tingling sensation spread rapidly along the meridians and blood vessels throughout the entire leg.

As a soul beast, the Silver Shuttle Serpent's venom is naturally not an ordinary venom, but a soul power venom.

It can spread throughout the body through both soul power and blood.

"Oh no, it's poisonous, and highly poisonous at that."

Without even seeing or identifying the specific type of venomous snake, Tang San was once again greatly alarmed by the speed at which the swelling and abnormal sensations in his wound spread.

As a seasoned expert in drugs, he was acutely aware of just how terrifying a poison with such a rapid spread could be; a mishandling of it could even endanger one's life.

Before the scoundrel could think, he immediately pressed his fingers repeatedly on his knees, thighs, and groin, quickly blocking the meridians.