Free from the torment of venom flare-ups, Father might just become a Soul Douluo!
The Poison Cultivation Lineage deserves to produce a true powerhouse.
A Soul Douluo specializing in Mixed Poison cultivation would undoubtedly possess extraordinary combat prowess.
Half a month passed in this manner, completing the first phase of detoxification.
Dugu Feng called it life-saving detoxification.
While it couldn't eradicate the root venom issue, it absorbed some of the stubborn toxins, significantly reducing the agony of venom flare-ups.
After this treatment, the mortality rate among their family's Soul Masters would decrease substantially, and continuing their lineage would become slightly easier.
Having absorbed so many years of accumulated stubborn toxins, the Core Pearl's energy level directly increased by five points. Combined with the energy absorbed from the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Serpent's Inner Core during this period, it reached sixty-eight.
Remarkable progress.
Next would be returning to the academy to consolidate his gains while making plans regarding Yang Wushuang and the Immortal Herbs.
Thoughts raced through Dugu Feng's mind.
He retrieved a yellowed ancient tome from his Storage Soul Tool.
Its worn edges showed frequent use.
This was given to him by his father - the most core inheritance of their Dugu Family, containing information about the Immortal Herbs Dugu Feng had been longing for.
That Dugu Bo didn't recognize the Immortal Herbs had always puzzled Dugu Feng.
As a family that had studied poisons for generations, among all the herbs in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, they might ignore others, but that Secluded Fragrance Kirin Immortal - an Immortal Herb specifically related to poisons - even Yang Wudi recognized it. How could Dugu Bo not know it?
The Destruction Clan merely concocted poisons, unlike the Dugu Family whose Martial Souls were poison-based, with generations dedicated to venom research and medicine refinement.
Could you believe Dugu Bo didn't recognize this anti-poison Immortal Herb?
Now Dugu Feng understood the reason - although Dugu Bo came from the Dugu Family, he was essentially a self-taught Titled Douluo.
Having severed ties with the family early, he inherited none of their knowledge. No wonder he recognized nothing.
Dugu Feng examined the yellowed manual in his hands. Its pages detailed the properties and usage methods of rare medicinal herbs.
Eight-Angle Black Ice Herb, Blazing Apricot Delight, Marvelous Velvet Sky-Piercing Chrysanthemum, Ninth Grade Purple Ganoderma, Autumn Water Piercing Gaze Dew - all were meticulously recorded.
Dugu Feng had committed this knowledge to memory during this period.
Some time ago, Dugu Bo had a fierce battle with Chrysanthemum Douluo. Since then, his whereabouts became erratic, with no one knowing his location.
Visiting the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well now would be truly unwise.
Dugu Feng's eyes darkened with unfathomable thoughts.
Several days later.
At Heaven Dou Royal Primary Soul Master Academy, Dugu Feng in his cyan Soul Master Robe stepped into the long-unseen campus.
An atmosphere of peace and vitality greeted him.
Dugu Feng smiled - this was more fitting for someone his age.
He headed straight for the classroom.
Upon reaching the third floor where his class was located, boisterous noises reached his ears.
Seems some things never change!
Dugu Feng entered.
The classroom instantly fell silent as all eyes turned to him.
"Which class are you from? What are you doing here?"
Ning Rongrong stood up and demanded.
Years had passed, and Ning Rongrong had grown more princess-like in demeanor, dressed in a white gown.
Her neat ear-length bob framed delicate features and dewy skin, her ethereal temperament starkly contrasting with her classmates.
"Oh? Don't recognize me?" Dugu Feng responded with surprise, his gaze needling as it landed on Ning Rongrong.
After calling out, Ning Rongrong already had a guess in her heart.
Although the person before her had changed in appearance, she still remembered that strand of green hair and those purple eyes.
Who else could it be but Dugu Feng?
From his handsome face, Ning Rongrong also caught a hint of familiarity.
But how had Dugu Feng grown so tall, with an added air of maturity?
"You're Dugu Feng!" Ning Rongrong declared.
"Not bad, you haven't forgotten your old classmate!"
Dugu Feng smiled and sat down beside her.
Ning Rongrong was as domineering as ever—no one dared to occupy the seats to her left or right.
Behind them sat the two sycophants from the Wind Sword Sect, Feng Ling and Feng Li.
Ning Rongrong also took her seat, feeling that something about Dugu Feng was off.
Earlier, when Dugu Feng had glanced at her, his gaze had been as sharp as the Sword Elder's when instructing sect disciples in cultivation—so piercing she could barely withstand it.
What had he been through?
"Dugu Feng, where have you been these past three years? Why didn't you come to school?"
After a moment of silence, Ning Rongrong couldn't resist asking curiously.
Her question piqued not just her own interest but that of all their classmates, who pricked up their ears.
A figure as prominent as Dugu Feng, absent from school for so long, had sparked countless rumors.
As time passed, they had almost forgotten about him as a classmate.
Now that Dugu Feng had suddenly reappeared, curiosity was inevitable.
"How can one cultivate into a true powerhouse within the confines of a school? Naturally, I was sent by my family to undergo real-world training!"
Dugu Feng replied nonchalantly.
"Dugu Feng, how old are you? What kind of training could you possibly need? You'd be better off focusing on cultivation to prepare for the Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition!"
Feng Ling sneered from behind.
"Yeah, what level are you at now?" Feng Li chimed in.
"Not high, just a mere twenty-seventh rank!"
Dugu Feng's tone was casual, but his words struck the two like a slap to the face.
"Impossible! We've been cultivating with all our might and only reached the twenty-first rank!"
"There's no way you're that much stronger than us!"
The brothers were furious.
They were the same age, yet the gap in their Soul Power was so vast it shattered their pride.
Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong's mouth had formed a perfect "O."
At twenty-second rank, she was already doted on as the little princess of her sect.
Among her siblings, none could surpass her.
But compared to Dugu Feng, the difference was staggering.
The gap was so wide she couldn't believe it, eyeing Dugu Feng with suspicion.
"Don't believe me? How about another Soul Duel, with some stakes this time?"
Dugu Feng turned his head and scoffed.
The brothers were instantly cowed, their lips moving soundlessly, not daring to speak another word.
They had already lost to Dugu Feng twice.
Only a fool would suffer a third defeat!
Then, both of them turned their gazes to Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong's eyes sparkled. "Dugu Feng, could you teach me how to cultivate? I want to improve this quickly too!"
Her tone was almost coquettish.
Crack! Crack!
Feng Ling and Feng Li heard the sound of their hearts breaking. They exchanged glances before realizing it was their own hearts shattering.
They had been simpering after her for four years.
Yet Dugu Feng, without lifting a finger, had earned Ning Rongrong's sweet words.
No justice! Absolutely no justice!
"If it's rewards you want, name anything—there's nothing in this world my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can't obtain!"
Seeing Dugu Feng remain silent, Ning Rongrong confidently dangled the carrot.
Is this little devil so eager to improve her strength? Dugu Feng was a bit skeptical.
"Since you're so eager to get stronger, Rongrong, you can observe how I train. I'm just afraid you can't handle the hardship!"
Dugu Feng laughed.
Ning Rongrong immediately took offense. Who said she couldn't endure hardship?
She refused to admit she was just a pretty face.
"Hmph, I, Ning Rongrong, wasn't raised to be scared off! There's no hardship I can't handle!"
She was determined to see just how Dugu Feng cultivated so quickly.
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