Dugu Feng was stunned for a moment. So that's how it was. Last night had been the first poison outbreak of this body.
But it wasn't like what Dugu Shuo thought, that he had survived by being tough. No, it was that he had transmigrated over, taking the body.
This Dugu family was really ruthless. Just for the sake of having descendants, so many people had died.
Those scattered memorial tablets… not many in number, but behind each one were countless lives lost. This was a clan that relied on cruel methods to continue its line.
"Yes, Father!" Dugu Feng forced himself to act in line with his predecessor's personality, not revealing any flaws.
"Bow to your grandfather and great-grandfather. Do not let down their expectations!"
Dugu Shuo said coldly.
Dugu Feng looked up. Grandfather's name: Dugu Hao. Great-grandfather's name: Dugu Hai.
He kowtowed three times without hesitation. From now on, he was a member of the Dugu clan.
But in his sharp perception, he felt that the fallout between his grandfather and Dugu Bo—could it have been caused by his great-grandfather? Normally, when brothers fall out, parents often have a hand in it. Favoritism, or resources all being given to one side.
From his memories, he already understood what "cultivating serpents" and "cultivating poison" meant. They were the two paths of the Dugu clan's spirit masters.
One was the Control system, cultivating serpents. This was the path Dugu Bo had taken.
Using the Jade Phosphor Serpent's control skills. Like Dugu Yan—he remembered her. Her first two spirit skills were buffs, not attack skills. They could delay the outbreak of poison.
Of course, poison was the Jade Phosphor Serpent's innate talent.
Even if you consciously chose control-type spirit skills when absorbing spirit rings, the poison still accumulated. Once your level was high enough, the poison would still break out.
The other was the Power Attack system, cultivating poison. Every spirit ring must come from a poisonous soul beast, endlessly strengthening poison arts. Pure offensive might.
But the stronger the poison, the earlier it broke out. The earlier you broke out, the earlier you died. It was racing against time.
Clearly, his branch of the family practiced cultivating poison.
Dugu Feng felt a chill in his heart. This poison path was too terrifying.
After a while, he steeled his heart. Damn it, if poison can't kill me, I'll only become stronger. I'll be the Poison King! I'll seize the immortal herbs! No way I'll let Dugu Bo be Tang San's lapdog!
"What is Jade Phosphor Violet Poison?" Dugu Shuo suddenly asked.
"Jade Phosphor Violet Poison is the Jade Phosphor Serpent's innate venom. The toxin is so fine you can't see it with the naked eye, with a pungent fishy smell. When condensed, it appears as purple mist.
In battle, it enters through skin, mouth, or nose, rapidly corroding the body. In a short while, the enemy's flesh rots into pus and they die!"
A cold glint flashed in Dugu Shuo's eyes. "How is the Violet Poison used?"
"At first, it's sprayed out from the mouth, easy to detect. Later, it can be released through the hands, swift like sharp blades. At high mastery, even a single hair can release poison, silent and deadly."
Dugu Feng answered instinctively, as if it was second nature. Inwardly, he complained: Just how much torture did the original go through to memorize all this?
"What is Jade Phosphor Crimson Poison?"
"Crimson Poison is the advanced venom of the Jade Phosphor Serpent. It attacks the enemy's spiritual power. It's colorless, tasteless, more hidden than Violet Poison. It can confuse, corrode, and destroy spiritual power."
"What is…"
"What is…"
Question after question.
The father and son went back and forth for more than ten rounds.
Dugu Feng's face was flushed, his spirit highly focused. His predecessor's memories and his own soul were fusing together rapidly.
He felt his soul was about to ascend.
His soul was burning—scorching hot.
What's going on? Don't tell me it's going to explode…
Boom!
His mind buzzed. In his vision appeared a pearl, the size of an egg, crystal clear, glowing brightly.
Isn't this my ancestral treasure pearl? It came with me through transmigration?!
The pearl spun in his lower abdomen.
That was the dantian. The pearl rested in his dantian!
Dugu Feng was thrilled. This is my golden finger cheat, isn't it?!
His heart surged, but on the surface he remained calm, still answering Dugu Shuo's questions instinctively.
After the fusion just now, he had already fully mastered all the knowledge the predecessor had learned.
He feared no test.
Dugu Shuo's expression grew solemn, eyes sharp. "What is Tyrant Poison?"
"Tyrant Poison is a composite poison—the supreme secret art of our Poison Lineage. Through spirit ring combinations, the poison keeps evolving. At the Soul King level, Tyrant Poison can be formed.
As its name suggests, Tyrant Poison rules the world. Even a Titled Douluo cannot expel it.
But unless one is extremely gifted, it cannot be cultivated. Before it poisons others, it poisons oneself."
Dugu Feng's small face was unusually heavy, like a little adult. This was his habitual expression. From his memories, Dugu Shuo disliked smiles, and disliked others smiling even more.
Thinking of the Tyrant Poison's description, he had to admit—the Dugu family's poison research was really deep. They had worked so hard to escape poison, yet in the end, they only poisoned themselves.
Dugu Shuo suddenly turned toward the tablets of Dugu Hao and Dugu Hai. With a thud, he knelt.
"Father, Grandfather above! Feng'er has already mastered our Dugu clan's legacy. His talent surpasses mine.
He had poison outbreak at four years old—breaking the record for the earliest outbreak in our family.
He will definitely cultivate Tyrant Poison, and restore the glory of our Poison Lineage!"
His fervor was so intense that Dugu Feng could feel it.
This father is insane. For the Poison Path, he doesn't care if he dies. Luckily, I have the ancestral pearl, so I won't just get played to death. Still, I need to figure out what exactly this pearl can do.
Dugu Feng's curiosity itched, but in front of this father, he didn't dare make a move.
Dugu Shuo, still lost in excitement, finally calmed down after a long time.
"Let's go, Feng'er."
He took his son's hand and walked out.
Outside the hall, a middle-aged man was already waiting. In Dugu Feng's memory, there was no impression of this man—it was their first meeting.
"Greetings, Clan Leader. Greetings, Young Master."
The man wore a green robe. Short and thin, almost like a dwarf, his two small green eyes shone like gems. Clearly, he was also of the Dugu family.
"Old Snake, I'll entrust Feng'er to you. Begin his cultivation." Dugu Shuo said expressionlessly.
"The Young Master is only four years old, isn't it…"
Old Snake's green eyes flickered, hesitating.
"Feng'er's poison has already erupted."
"What?!" Old Snake was shocked. He looked at Dugu Feng with pity. Four years old and already poisoned—he wouldn't have a single peaceful day in his life.
What sin has the Young Master committed…
He held Dugu Feng's hand with sympathy. "Young Master, I am Dugu She. You can call me Old Snake. Don't be afraid, I'll help you resist the poison outbreaks."
"Yes, Father, I'll go." Dugu Feng said goodbye.
After Dugu Shuo nodded, Old Snake led him away, circling past the ancestral hall into the back courtyard.
Everywhere Dugu Feng looked, green was the dominant color. The overwhelming green made him uneasy.
Will my hair turn green too? Hopefully not. With a soul bone, I should be able to suppress the poison for now…