socalfunplaces Chapter 62 Looking down on the male god?
Chapter 62 Looking down on the male god?
Chapter 62 Looking down on the male god?
Chrysanthemum Douluo lay panting on the ground, his face turning a dark green, a result of being poisoned by Dugu Bo's martial spirit.
Dugu Bo was also in bad shape at this time. His flesh and blood were flying everywhere, many of his scales were broken, and most of his soul power was consumed.
"Old poisoner, I never thought I'd be pinned down by you one day."
Yue Guan looked at the clear blue sky and sighed softly. He really didn't expect to lose so badly. The all-round improvement brought by the evolution of his martial soul was too great.
"Hmph, that's for sure. With my disciple's help, and master and disciple working together, how could we possibly lose to you?"
Dugu Bo smiled; he was truly in a good mood today.
Thinking of Xie Mo, Yue Guan felt like vomiting blood. No wonder that kid asked him for so much knowledge about immortal herbs; he never expected to be able to get so many immortal herbs.
"Old poisoner, spare Na'er and the others. They are people His Holiness the Pope values. Killing them will cause a lot of trouble."
Perhaps because he was facing death, Yue Guan felt extremely clear-headed and no longer feared the approach of death. He only felt sorry for the person who was still waiting for him in Wuhun City.
"You said you wouldn't kill me, but I'm going to kill you anyway."
Dugu Bo's figure disappeared from the spot, but the next second he returned to Chrysanthemum Douluo's side carrying one in each hand.
Yan: Me? ??
"Elder Ju!"
Hu Liena and Xie Yue couldn't help but call out, their faces full of worry.
"you……"
Chrysanthemum Douluo spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood, which sizzled as it fell to the ground.
Xie Mo and the others also ran over, glanced at the devastated battlefield, and sighed, wondering how long it would take to acquire this power.
Looking at the heavily injured Chrysanthemum Douluo on the ground, Xie Mo was unsure what Dugu Bo was thinking. Would he kill him all to vent his anger, or let him go back?
"What a pity, in the end he still died at the hands of you, old poisoner."
After spitting out blood, Chrysanthemum Douluo seemed to feel much better and sat up to make a threat.
"Release them, or I'll self-destruct and make sure your disciple dies a horrible death!"
"Oh~"
"I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it. For Yan'er and Mo'er's safety, we should have taken them away first."
Dugu Bo appeared to suddenly understand, casually tossed down a wooden box, then grabbed the two men and ran off, seemingly unaware of who had won or lost.
"Elder Ju, this..."
Hu Liena picked up the wooden box from the ground, carefully opened it, and a green pill was placed quietly inside, its faint medicinal smell constantly wafting into her nose.
"It's laughable that we were let go by that guy today. How pathetic."
Chrysanthemum Douluo chuckled, forcing himself to take the pill from Hu Liena's hand and swallow it. The medicinal power quickly dissolved under the influence of his soul power, and at the same time, the toxins in his body condensed into poisonous blood at the wound and flowed out.
After sitting there peacefully for two and a half minutes, Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly opened his eyes. The green on his face had faded, and it had returned to a rosy hue.
"Elder Ju, are you alright?"
The group looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo with concern. They hadn't expected that he would lose to their opponent, and their lives were now in the opponent's hands.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. That old poisoner is kind-hearted; I'm pitied by him."
Chrysanthemum Douluo waved his hand, his fist clenching slightly as he thought of what Dugu Bo had said to him.
"But I'm still so angry!"
The thought of those divine treasures, the very essence of creation, being wantonly toyed with by that boorish Dugu Bo, made his heart ache so much he could hardly breathe.
"Let's go back to the Spirit Hall and report the situation to His Holiness the Pope."
His body was now strong enough to walk, so Chrysanthemum Douluo stood up and walked away in the direction he had left with a cold expression.
He'll definitely win next time!
"Yes."
The three children exchanged a glance and obediently followed behind Chrysanthemum Douluo, after all, they had just gone through a life-or-death ordeal.
I always feel that the relationship between Elder Ju and His Majesty Dugu is strange and I don't understand it.
Hu Liena gave her brother a look.
This is probably what it would be like if Yue Ge and I became enemies.
Yan couldn't resist intervening.
Hu Liena and Xie Yue both showed speechless expressions, hurriedly followed Chrysanthemum Douluo's footsteps, leaving Yan behind scratching his head in confusion as they caught up.
……
"Master, I never expected you wouldn't kill Uncle Ju."
After they were a distance away, Dugu Bo put the two of them down. Xie Mo put his hands behind his head and leisurely blew the wind through the forest.
"You keep calling me 'Uncle Ju,' but the way you talk makes it sound like you wish I would kill him. You little rascal."
Dugu Bo laughed and cursed, his pent-up emotions finally released, and his tone of voice became light and cheerful.
"No way, Uncle Ju is such a good person, how could I bear to kill him?"
Xie Mo pursed his lips, realizing he had forgotten something: he hadn't returned the booklet to Chrysanthemum Douluo yet.
"Grandpa was really being hypocritical. He clearly didn't want to kill the other person, but he was just being stubborn and teasing them."
Dugu Yan covered her mouth and chuckled. This was actually the first time she had seen her grandfather formally confront an enemy. In the past, for her safety, she had never been allowed to get involved in such matters.
"I'm not being stubborn. I just thought that after killing Chrysanthemum Pass, the Spirit Hall would come looking for trouble, and then things would be in turmoil again."
Dugu Bo continued to be stubborn; the toughest thing on his body was no longer the dragon scales on his body, but his mouth.
Dugu Yan looked at her grandfather with a smile without commenting. There must be some reason for this, but it certainly wasn't the whole story.
"Now I should focus on my cultivation and strive to reach the Soul Emperor level by the age of twelve."
Xie Mo stroked his chin, looked up at the blue sky, and pondered his cultivation progress. It seemed... a little too fast?
However, he'll be level 40 soon, and at most he'll get a ten-thousand-year soul ring in a month, which will bring him to around level 42. Leveling up three times a year is actually just average.
Judging from this, he is still somewhat weak. Like many transmigrators, with the help of the system, twin martial souls are a must, and a 100,000-year soul ring is only the standard configuration. In a few years, he should at least have a ferocious beast-level soul ring.
Unlike him, who only has dead pigs for company, he's not even a proper rich kid.
"A monster, what a monster."
Dugu Yan was speechless. Before she ate the immortal herb, she didn't know if she could reach the Soul Sect at the age of twenty. The other person was already about to reach it at the age of six, and was about to break through to the Soul Emperor at the age of twelve. Wouldn't she be a Title Douluo at the age of twenty?
"Perhaps you, Mo'er, might also become a legendary god. Your talent is truly terrifying."
Dugu Bo naturally knew how much influence the immortal items played on this, but some people died and perished while adventuring on the continent, while others had one extraordinary encounter after another and kept breaking through.
Finding him and obtaining the knowledge of immortal items from Chrysanthemum Pass already demonstrates his effort. As for fortuitous encounters, everyone has them.
His martial soul suddenly evolved into the Azure Phosphorous Serpent Emperor, and in the end, he became a titled Douluo, earning widespread respect.
"Become a god?"
Xie Mo pondered the word.
"That's right. The Angel God that the Spirit Hall worships is rumored to exist. Later, I discussed it with some friends, and the so-called level 100 godhood might actually be possible."
Looking at Xie Mo beside him, Dugu Bo couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. If the other party's talent couldn't make him a god, then the so-called gods of the Spirit Hall were probably just made up to deceive people.
Xie Mo subconsciously looked up at the azure sky, but there wasn't a single cloud in sight.
But he seemed to see the distant realm of gods through the sky.
Why didn't any gods favor him? Was it because he wasn't trying hard enough?
Is his idol not strong enough?
Are you captivated by my idol? If so, remember to keep reading, because he's almost unable to support me!
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(End of this chapter)