Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is Golden Light, all I want is more money.

Chapter 37 Convincing Dugu Bo to Join the Dao Alliance

They shouted tirelessly, without seeming to feel thirsty:

"The Azure Heaven is dead, the Righteous Court shall rise; in the year of Jiazi, great fortune will sweep the world!"

Even the slaves nearby began to imitate them, shouting:

"The Azure Heaven is dead, the Righteous Court shall rise; in the year of Jiazi, great fortune will sweep the world!"

This sight was shocking to Dugu Bo, who was standing to the side.

He didn't know what Qin Feng was going to do, but it was clearly a path of no return, and he couldn't just stand by and watch Qin Feng go to his death.

Dugu Bo quickly pulled Qin Feng aside and urgently questioned, "Feng boy, are you crazy? It's one thing for them to act recklessly, but why did you join in?"

Qin Feng, with a nonchalant expression, slapped his hand away and said calmly, "Poison Elder, you've already stepped into the Title Douluo realm. You can probably guess that there's still a path beyond Title Douluo, right?"

Dugu Bo's expression was solemn. Although he could sense that there seemed to be another path above, it was clearly a heavenly road.

It is almost impossible to achieve.

Qin Feng gazed into the distance and then said, "Have you heard the story of the founder of the Spirit Hall?"

Dugu Bo sighed and said, "Of course I know. Back then, the ancestor of the Spirit Hall appeared out of nowhere, suppressed heroes from all sides, liberated slaves, and finally ascended to godhood."

"As far as I know, the angels become gods through faith."

"But this is just a legend; nobody knows if it's true or not."

Dugu Bo's implication was that Qin Feng shouldn't take it seriously.

"Whether it's true or not, you have to try it yourself, right?"

"Don't you want to catch a glimpse of the view from above the clouds?"

"Can you really bear to be called the weakest Title Douluo in the world by outsiders forever?"

"Don't you want to prove yourself?"

Looking into Qin Feng's confident and ambitious eyes.

Dugu Bo swallowed hard, pondering for a long time.

To be honest, Qin Feng's words really hit the nail on the head.

He steeled his resolve, gritting his teeth: "Young Feng, I'll fight you! There's a chance the Dugu family could have a place among the world's titles!"

"Good, decisive enough, as expected of Poison Master."

Qin Feng exclaimed in admiration.

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo's face inexplicably flushed.

From this moment on...

Dugu Bo felt that compared to Qin Feng, this Title Douluo was like a greenhorn!

Afterwards, Qin Feng gathered everyone together and announced something: "Chen Guang, I need you to safely lead all these people to Holy Soul Village in Notting City. Can you do it?"

Chen Guang said excitedly, "I will certainly not fail in your mission, sir."

Qin Feng waved his hand: "No need to call me sir, just call me sect leader."

Chen Guang replied solemnly, "Yes, Master!"

Qin Feng had no choice but to let him go.

Immediately afterwards, he took out paper and pen, wrote a letter, and handed it to Chen Guang: "Give this letter to Village Chief Jack, and he will understand."

Before Chen Guang could agree, Qin Feng added, "Remember, you must strictly regulate the guards and never allow any instances of bullying men or women to occur."

He knew very well that many peasant uprisings in his previous life failed because of poor discipline, which ultimately led to the collapse of morale.

Qin Feng's goal was not just to rebel; his aim was faith.

The Angel God was enough to become a first-level god simply by virtue of the faith in Douluo Continent.

If Qin Feng were to gain the faith of the Sun and Moon, and the faiths of the two continents were united, would he be able to become the God King?

Qin Feng thought to himself.

By the time he came to his senses, Chen Guang and the others had already left.

Qin Feng and Dugu Bo exchanged a glance and flew towards Xingluo again.

……

Before long, the two landed in Longxing City of the Star Luo Empire.

I asked around on the street for a while.

The two walked straight towards the end of the city.

The Destroyer Clan.

Since separating from the Haotian Sect, the Po clan has lost its source of income and can only rely on its knowledge of pharmacology to make a living.

Although they weren't extremely wealthy, they were not worried about food or clothing.

Compared to the Po clan, the Min clan next door is having trouble even getting food.

Before long, an old mansion came into view, with two guards holding long spears standing at the entrance.

Qin Feng clasped his hands and said, "Please inform them that Poison Douluo Dugu Bo has come to visit."

Upon hearing that a Title Douluo had come to visit, the guards dared not neglect them and immediately invited the two into the mansion. Then they hurriedly ran to inform the clan leader, Yang Wudi.

Before long, a man with a gloomy demeanor and a resolute face walked over.

Yang Wudi's sharp, spear-like gaze fell upon the two men, and he then bowed slightly in greeting: "I am Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Po Yi Clan. Welcome to my humble abode. May I ask which one of you is His Excellency Poison Douluo?"

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Dugu Bo didn't reply, but simply released nine soul rings with ease.

The intense pressure was overwhelming.

Yang Wudi changed his previous cold attitude and said softly, "I wonder what brings Your Majesty to my Po clan? If my clansmen have offended Your Majesty, I apologize in advance."

As he spoke, he prepared to perform a grand salute.

Clearly, for him, his people were everything; he was willing to sacrifice his dignity to save their lives.

Qin Feng quickly stopped him, smiling calmly: "Senior Yang, you're too kind. We're not here to interrogate you; we want to ask you for a favor."

Yang Wudi frowned and glanced at Dugu Bo. Seeing that he had no objection, he was both surprised and shocked.

This lord actually obeyed the little guy in front of him completely.

Yang Wudi said in a deep voice, "Young friend, please speak freely. However, if it is something particularly difficult, please forgive me for not being able to agree."

Qin Feng chuckled and said, "Actually, it's not particularly difficult. We've heard that your Po clan is the best in the world at pharmacology and has collected many books on precious herbs. Is that true?"

No one dislikes being praised.

Especially Yang Wudi, who saw through the fact that the clan was more important to him than his own life.

He said gleefully, "That's right. If I consider myself second in the principles of medicine and poison of my Breaking Clan, no one dares to claim to be first."

Hearing this, Dugu Bo, who was standing to the side, felt inexplicably displeased.

You claim to be the best in the world when it comes to poison theory in front of me, Poison Douluo?

But out of respect for Qin Feng, he didn't show it.

Yang Wudi then went into the pavilion, took out a pile of herbal medicine books, and said, "The precious herbal medicine books that you requested are all here. You may browse them at your leisure."

Qin Feng flipped through the list and found that there was no record of the immortal herb he wanted.

It seems that Yang Wudi was hiding his true abilities.

Qin Feng shook his head and spoke frankly: "Senior Yang, what we need are not these ordinary books."

Yang Wudi's lips twitched, and he asked with a serious expression, "Could it be that you want the immortal herb manual?"

"That's right." Qin Feng nodded slowly.

"I cannot agree to this; this is a classic text passed down through my Yang family."

Yang Wudi refused without even thinking.

Qin Feng smiled slightly, "Senior Yang, don't you want to know what my reward is?"

"No reward could possibly make Yang Wudi agree."

"Even if I, Yang Wudi, die, even if I jump off that cliff, I will never give you the immortal herb manual."

Yang Wudi spoke with righteous indignation, pointing to the distant mountains and ridges with a resolute expression, as if nothing could sway him.

(End of this chapter)