Douluo Continent: Breaking Through the Clouds, the Qilin Marches!

Yang Yuntian was satisfied and released the possession. With a flash of black light, Xiao Hei landed back on the bluestone, flicked its tail, and yawned widely.

"Being gifted is a good thing, but jade needs to be carved to become a useful object." Yang Yuntian stroked Xiao Hei's head, his tone gradually becoming dangerous. "I meditate every day to accumulate my foundation, and you need to cultivate as well."

However, for a lively young animal, getting it to sit still and meditate to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is more painful than killing it.

Yang Yuntian pressed it down to sit for less than three seconds, and the little guy would wriggle around and run off to wreak havoc on the weeds at the edge of the herb garden, as if it had nails stuck to its bottom.

"Forced melons are not sweet. Since you can't calm down and meditate, then take the physical enhancement route."

Yang Yuntian was never a rigid person. He immediately tailored a brutal physical training plan for Xiao Hei according to his own aptitude.

Thus, the tranquility of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye was completely shattered.

Every morning, Yang Yuntian would tie heavy iron blocks to Xiao Hei's limbs, forcing it to run back and forth on the steep rock face. At noon, he would make it undergo stress training at the extreme cold and extreme heat of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, constantly tearing and rebuilding its muscle fibers.

Such high-intensity training naturally requires a huge energy supply.

At this time, Dugu Bo, who was a titled Douluo, became a perfect ally.

"Little monster, give Little Black an extra treat today!"

Dugu Bo descended from the sky and casually tossed the corpse of a massive soul beast, which reeked of blood, onto the bluestone.

That was a three-thousand-year-old cave rock dragon. Although it was only a sub-dragon species with a thin bloodline, the energy and blood contained in its flesh were definitely a great tonic for young soul beasts.

Having already decided to bind the Dugu family to the Po clan, Dugu Bo has demonstrated immense sincerity at this stage.

Hunting a sub-dragon soul beast deep in the Sunset Forest every day to feed Xiao Hei was just a casual pastime for Poison Douluo.

"Thank you, senior." Yang Yuntian said as he skillfully cut off the tenderest and most concentrated tenderloin of the rock dragon and tossed it to Xiao Hei, who was already drooling with envy.

Watching Xiao Hei devour its food with gusto, Dugu Bo clicked his tongue in amazement:

"Your appetite is like a bottomless pit, little thing. But the results over the past two weeks have been truly amazing."

Dugu Bo's judgment was incredibly sharp. Nourished by the massive amount of dragon soul beast meat, and under Yang Yuntian's relentless physical exertion...

Xiao Hei's size has visibly increased from the size of a house cat to the robust size of a hunting dog. The black scales on its body have become harder and deeper, and the muscle lines of its limbs are full of explosive, powerful beauty.

What surprised Yang Yuntian the most was that as Xiao Hei grew larger and its blood and qi became more abundant, its power amplification after being possessed by his own martial soul continued to rise steadily.

Time passed day by day in this monotonous yet fulfilling process of cultivation, feeding, and waiting.

......

Day 49, noon.

The clouds above the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire suddenly began to churn without warning. The previously distinct red and white mists now seemed to be drawn together by some immense force, frantically converging towards the center.

Dugu Bo, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. In a flash, he appeared ten feet away from the center. His dark green eyes blazed with unprecedented fervor and tension.

Yang Yuntian also stopped cultivating and quickly walked forward with Xiao Hei.

Above the Ice and Fire Spring, there was a medicine furnace formed from the condensation of ice and fire soul power.

At this moment, a blinding light was bursting forth, and Yang Wudi, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the medicine furnace, had his originally graying temples completely soaked with sweat, but his old eyes were as bright as burning stars.

"Creation seizes the heavens, breaking free from the cocoon to transform into a dragon! For this old man—condense!"

With a thunderous roar, Yang Wudi slammed his fist on the ground, channeling his immense spiritual power into the Taiji Furnace without reservation.

boom--

The illusory medicine furnace shattered with a deafening roar, transforming into a sky full of flowing light. At the very center of that light, two round pills, their bodies a deep gold color and their surfaces covered with delicate patterns like dragon scales, seemed to possess life, floating in mid-air and emitting a series of deep dragon roars!

Yang Wudi took a deep breath, waved his sleeve, and two pills landed steadily in the cold jade bottle he had prepared beforehand.

The world's greatest alchemist slowly stood up, his aged face showing extreme exhaustion, but a haughty, domineering smile played on his lips.

"Old Poisoner, the Creation Tempering Pill... Complete!"

......

At the eye of the Yin and Yang symbol of ice and fire, the fragrance of medicine is as vast as the sea.

Inside the cold jade bottle, two dark golden "Creation Tempering Pills" lay quietly, their surfaces shimmering with strange pill patterns resembling dragon scales, exuding an allure that could drive any soul master mad.

However, faced with this treasure that could defy fate, Dugu Bo did not rush to snatch it immediately.

Swah——

A dark green afterimage flashed by, and Dugu Bo instantly appeared beside Yang Wudi.

Instead of taking the Cold Jade Bottle, he steadily supported Yang Wudi, who was swaying due to the exhaustion of his soul power. A strong and gentle soul power flowed continuously into Yang Wudi's body through his palms, helping him to stabilize his depleted meridians.

"Brother Yang, I won't thank you for your great kindness. First, calm your mind and don't harm your vital energy." Dugu Bo's voice rarely revealed a sincere respect.

Taking advantage of the break in the transfer of soul power, Dugu Bo took the initiative to explain the external situation over the past forty-nine days:

"Brother Yang, rest assured, everything is fine in Tiandou City. The Po Clan's medicine shop has been successfully opened under the name of my Dugu family."

With my reputation as a business leader, and the top-quality hemostatic powder provided by your clansmen, your business is sure to be incredibly profitable.

Not only are the profits excellent, but no one in the city dares to cause trouble.

Upon hearing that his clansmen were safe and sound and had already established themselves, Yang Wudi's nerves, which had been taut for forty-nine days, finally relaxed completely.

He exhaled a deep breath, and a trace of color returned to his previously pale face.

Seeing Dugu Bo's awkward posture—supporting himself while glancing at the Cold Jade Bottle out of the corner of his eye—Yang Wudi couldn't help but laugh and scold him aloud:

"Enough, you old poisoner. Stop pretending to be so calm and collected in front of me. Your eyes are practically popping out of the jade bottle! Quickly take it and drink it."

His thoughts were exposed, and the dignified Poison Douluo blushed for once.

"Brother Yang's kindness will be forever etched in my heart. If I can be cured of the poison today, I will gladly face any danger in the future!"

Dugu Bo solemnly clasped his hands and bowed deeply. Then, without further ado, he picked up the Cold Jade Bottle and poured out a pill. Without hesitation, he swallowed the pill directly, then leaped and landed on a boulder at the edge of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye, immediately sitting down cross-legged.