Chapter 29: The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well
Near the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, Sunset Forest.
Dugu Bo was pressed flat against the ground, his face bruised and swollen, his expression utterly lifeless.
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong stared at Wang Li in shock, their gazes shifting repeatedly.
In Ning Rongrong's memories, Wang Li had indeed been extremely talented when he was young.
At thirteen, he was already close to the Soul Emperor level.
But the Wang Li standing before them now—wasn't this a bit too outrageous?
At just thirteen years old, he had pinned a Titled Douluo to the ground and beaten him senseless!
No matter how weak that Titled Douluo might be, he was still a Titled Douluo!
What was even more absurd was that Wang Li possessed six ten-thousand-year soul rings, along with two soul rings that were completely incomprehensible.
Those two incomprehensible soul rings looked terrifying—very likely existences even more frightening than a hundred-thousand-year soul rings.
Icy-gold. Fiery red mixed with gold. Carrying traces of divinity…
'Could those be… god-level soul rings?'
Ning Rongrong had "seen" god-level soul rings before—Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong both had one.
That was after they became gods…
Zhu Zhuqing blinked, her red lips parting slightly, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.
Her Brother Li in her "previous life" didn't seem this terrifying, did he?
'No, that's not right. In my previous life, Brother Li was only twelve at this time. Now he's already thirteen.'
'Gaining ten or twenty levels in a single year… that shouldn't be too outrageous, right?'
Zhu Zhuqing silently reasoned with herself.
At this moment, more than half a year had already passed since enrollment at Shrek Academy.
Wang Li released Dugu Bo and dusted off his hands.
"Old sir, I already told you—you're poisoned. You just refused to believe it."
Hearing this, Dugu Bo got up from the ground, his face alternating between green and white.
Setting aside this brat's terrifying talent, just his soul ring configuration alone was already completely abnormal!
Could he be a twin martial soul cultivator?
A Soul Douluo suppressing a Titled Douluo from start to finish…
Forget it. Best not to mention it.
He, Dugu Bo, still had his pride!
"Does a little friend have a method to detoxify this old man?"
Dugu Bo clasped his hands and asked.
This youngster had no reason to deceive him—he was someone who could suppress him with one hand, leaving him utterly unable to resist.
Dugu Bo had already discarded any trace of arrogance and asked sincerely.
Whether he lived or died didn't matter.
What mattered was that his granddaughter absolutely could not die!
Not only was he poisoned—his granddaughter's poison had been brought from the womb.
Once it flared up, it would be even more terrifying!
"Of course, there is a way."
Wang Li clasped his hands behind his back, his expression calm.
A flicker of hope flashed through Dugu Bo's eyes, only to quickly fade away.
There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world.
And if there was—
Then the price had already been clearly marked.
After thinking for a moment, Dugu Bo spoke solemnly.
"I ask my little friend to treat both this old man and my granddaughter."
"As long as you can do it, this old man is willing to do three things for you—no matter what they are!"
He didn't haggle with Wang Li, nor did he place any restrictions on the repayment.
Wang Li was already stronger than him. Though only a Soul Douluo, he was absolutely not inferior to a Super Douluo above rank ninety-five!
The help he could provide Wang Li would be very, very limited.
Of course, Dugu Bo had his own considerations.
This youngster had reached Soul Douluo-level strength at such an age—his future was boundless!
Being able to establish a relationship with him was naturally a good thing.
After a brief moment of thought, Wang Li nodded.
"Old sir, treating you requires a certain medicinal ingredient. I don't have it on hand right now…"
"Yes, yes, I do!"
"This old man has a medicinal garden—right nearby."
"We can go take a look and see if there's anything you need!"
Before Wang Li could even finish speaking, Dugu Bo hurriedly replied.
This youngster was powerful, yet still willing to call him old sir…
If Dugu Bo hadn't attacked first, the other party might not have even made a move.
After all, they were strangers passing by. Simply reminding him that he was poisoned was already an act of great kindness.
Such a youth was truly rare!
Dugu Bo glanced at Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, then looked back at Wang Li, stroking his chin thoughtfully.
His granddaughter was quite pretty, with a good figure too—just a few years older than Wang Li.
And she didn't have a boyfriend yet…
'Heh… hehehe…'
'One from the Zhu Clan of Star Luo Empire, one a direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—my granddaughter wouldn't be at a disadvantage.'
At that thought, Dugu Bo felt that even the bruises on his face didn't hurt anymore.
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Before long, the four of them arrived at the foot of the mountain where the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well lay.
The area was filled with poisonous miasma—something Dugu Bo had personally set up.
"These are antidote pills. Take them and follow behind this old man."
Dugu Bo took out three antidote pills and handed them to Wang Li.
Wang Li didn't overthink it. He accepted the pills and passed them to Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.
He himself did not swallow one, instead saying:
"Old Sir Dugu Bo may seem eccentric, but in truth, you're someone cold on the outside and warm on the inside."
"The reason you have almost no friends is because your poison techniques make others mistake you for a cold-blooded man."
"And as for me—I'm immune to all poisons!"
Dugu Bo: "..."
He looked deeply at Wang Li.
Immune to all poisons, huh…
What an interesting little monster!
Just as Wang Li said, the reason he had no friends wasn't because he was aloof, nor because he didn't want friends.
Deep down, Dugu Bo desperately longed for a friend.
The reason he couldn't make any was naturally because of his poison arts—no one was willing to befriend him.
After all, the soul master world was dangerous. Someone like Dugu Bo didn't look like a good person at all.
Befriending such a man—wasn't that like seeking skin from a tiger?
In the original timeline, Dugu Bo helped Tang San again and again.
It wasn't because of a life-saving debt—
But because he regarded Tang San as his only friend!
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had no doubts.
The former had interacted with Dugu Bo in her "previous life" and knew his temperament well.
The latter simply trusted her Brother Li and didn't think too deeply about it.
"Little friend, this old man's poison is no simple matter!"
"Don't worry. Not only am I immune to poison, but I can also devour all forms of energy and turn them into my own."
Wang Li waved his hand dismissively at Dugu Bo.
Dugu Bo: "..."
Damn it—this kid is a monster!
Even if he couldn't cure the poison, this brat would still be the best grandson-in-law imaginable!
Dugu Bo looked up at the sky, a faint mist filling his eyes.
'Heaven… are you finally willing to show some mercy to the Dugu family?'
After silently sighing, Dugu Bo led the three of them up the mountain.
When they reached the peak and looked down—
A miraculous sight unfolded before their eyes.
One half was icy crystal-blue, the other half blazing crimson-red.
Wait…
As if realizing something, the three of them subconsciously turned to look at Wang Li.
If they remembered correctly, Wang Li's seventh and eighth soul rings looked exactly like this scene!
They were just tinged with traces of gold, appearing even more noble and majestic.
Every soul master had their own secrets.
None of them asked any questions.
Wang Li wrapped one arm around Zhu Zhuqing and grabbed Ning Rongrong by the shoulder with the other.
His body leaned forward slightly, and a pair of black wings tinged with gray unfurled behind his back.
"Hey, are you seriously playing favorites even here?"
Ning Rongrong complained unhappily.
"Are you jumping down or not?"
"Hmph—fine, I'm jumping!"
End of Chapter