Douluo: Unparalleled General, Starting by Deceptive Thousand-Snow-Peak 60

Chapter 60: Poison Douluo Du Guobo

Half an hour later, under the suppression of Meng Shenji’s powerful soul power, Du Gu Yan finally regained consciousness.

Her fainting was due to the potent poison in her own soul power harming her body. Fortunately, her soul power was still weak. If she were at Du Guobo’s level, Meng Shenji’s Soul Douluo-level power would have been useless.

“What happened to me?” Du Gu Yan murmured. With the poison suppressed, she seemed fine again.

“Yan’er, it’s great, you’re finally awake. Eat this first, to recover your strength,” Yu Tianheng offered a thin pancake to Du Gu Yan’s lips. Knowing what it was, and having no reason to refuse her boyfriend, she took a small bite.

After eating the pancake, her strength rapidly recovered.

This wasn’t an ordinary pancake. It was made using the soul power of a food-type Soul King, brought by Bai Baoshan just moments ago. For a food-type Soul Master to reach the Soul King level is extremely rare.

Although a Soul King at the Tian Dou Royal Academy is only a top-tier teacher, their status surpasses many other top-tier teachers.

Their main focus is on physical recovery and injury treatment, and the pancake was incredibly filling, a natural mobile food store.

Of course, compared to the Zhang Lao in Nan Feihuang’s family, there’s still a significant gap.

Seeing Du Gu Yan’s complexion fully restored to a healthy pink, Yu Tianheng was relieved. “That’s great, you seem to be alright now. Yan’er, you suddenly fainted; you have no idea how worried I was.”

“Yeah, Sister Yanzi, what happened? You suddenly collapsed; you scared us half to death!” Ye Lingling and the others were still shaken. If it hadn’t been for Meng Shenji, they would have been helpless.

“Du Gu Yan, have you experienced this before?” Meng Shenji asked.

Du Gu Yan shook her head. “No, this is the first time I’ve fainted, but I feel fine now. Perhaps I’ve been pushing myself too hard with my soul power cultivation and Dou Soul battles recently, and I just overexerted myself.”

“Perhaps. Then, Du Gu Yan, don’t cultivate or engage in Dou Soul battles for the next few days. Get plenty of rest. Remember, haste makes waste. Sometimes, work and rest are equally important,” Meng Shenji cautioned. Unable to find any problem with Du Gu Yan’s body, he could only suggest rest.

He didn’t realize Du Gu Yan had been poisoned by her own soul power. Although he had sensed the poison in her soul power while suppressing it, he didn’t find anything amiss.

After all, Du Gu Yan was a poison Soul Master; it wasn’t strange for a poison Soul Master’s soul power to be poisonous.

Du Gu Yan replied, “Understood, thank you, Instructor.”

“Yanyan!!!”

At that moment, an anxious roar came from outside. The door was kicked open, revealing a slender, elderly man in a bright green robe. Surprisingly, not only his clothes were green, but his hair and beard were green as well, and he emitted a pungent odor.

“Grandpa.” With Du Gu Yan’s call, everyone finally understood the old man’s identity.

It was one of the current Title Douluo, known as the Poison Overlord of the World, Bi Lin Douluo. However, more people simply called him Poison Douluo, because his personality was as venomous and ruthless as his martial soul.

His arrival was expected. Upon Du Gu Yan’s sudden collapse, the academy naturally sought to inform him, with Soul Douluo Zhi Lin personally finding him.

“My Lord, don’t worry, Du Gu Yan is fine now. Just needs some rest,” Qin Ming said respectfully.

“Yes, Grandpa, you’re overreacting. I just overdid it with the Dou Soul battles; there’s no need for you to come personally,” Du Gu Yan playfully nestled into Du Guobo’s embrace.

Secretly, she was happy that her grandfather cared so much.

“Hmm, it’s good that you’re okay. You scared grandpa to death,” Du Guobo said affectionately, stroking Du Gu Yan’s hair. Today, everyone had witnessed something extraordinary—who else could see this merciless Poison Douluo show such tenderness?

Of course, Du Guobo wasn’t as naive as the others. His first thought upon hearing the news was that Du Gu Yan’s poison was beginning to backfire.

Although his expression was gentle, Nan Feihuang saw deep worry in his eyes. His son, Du Gu Yan’s father, had died the same way, slowly succumbing to his poison.

But he dared not tell Du Gu Yan. She was still so young. How cruel it would be for her to know her death was approaching.

The world said Du Guobo was cold and ruthless, but who knew how much he cherished his family?

To avoid disturbing Du Gu Yan’s rest, everyone soon took her back to her dorm. They left only after she had fallen asleep. At the dorm entrance, Du Guobo addressed them, “You few, you’re in Yan’er’s team, right? Yan’er mentions you all often. You’re indeed quite impressive.”

“My Lord, you flatter us,” They dared not be arrogant in front of a Title Douluo, becoming humble and obedient.

Du Guobo’s gaze mainly fell on three people: Nan Feihuang, Ye Lingling, and Yu Tianheng.

Nan Feihuang was the youngest, yet the strongest among them. Such extraordinary talent—he hadn’t seen it in his decades traversing the continent, even the young Tang Hao seemed slightly inferior.

Ye Lingling, possessing the Nine-Heart Sea Lantern martial soul, the continent’s best healing-type martial soul. With her, perhaps Du Gu Yan’s poison could be mitigated.

If Du Guobo admired Nan Feihuang and Ye Lingling, his expression towards Yu Tianheng was cold. The boy who had stolen his precious granddaughter. If he didn’t give him a dose of Bi Lin Snake Venom, he’d be doing that old dragon a disservice.

“Senior Du Guobo, greetings, Yu Tianheng pays his respects!” Yu Tianheng, though nervous—facing not only a Title Douluo but his lover’s grandfather—remained composed. He was the heir to the third largest clan in the continent, and he couldn’t disgrace his family.

“Boy, you’re said to be one of your family’s two greatest talents. But from what I see, you’re nothing special. Even a 10-year-old surpasses you,” Du Guobo sneered, his gaze cold.

The battle between Yu Tianheng and Nan Feihuang had spread throughout Tian Dou City, and everyone knew of Yu Tianheng’s defeat.

Yu Tianheng felt embarrassed because Du Guobo spoke the truth; he was indeed no match for Nan Feihuang.

“Tianheng is simply outmatched. My Lord, I apologize for the poor display. Compared to Feihuang, I am unworthy of the title ‘genius’. I can only strive to close the gap in the future,” Yu Tianheng admitted frankly.

His words, seemingly pessimistic, impressed Du Guobo. If Yu Tianheng had shown defiance or anger, he would have looked down on him—someone who couldn’t admit defeat was unworthy to be his grandson-in-law. But he was surprised by his composure.

With such a mindset, combined with his exceptional talent and excellent family background, Du Guobo admitted that Yu Tianheng was indeed worthy of his Yan’er. He could hardly find fault with him.

However, admission was one thing; gaining his approval would take another hundred years.

Du Guobo snorted and prepared to leave when Nan Feihuang suddenly called, “Senior Du Guobo, please wait. I have something I wish to discuss with you privately. My mother has a message for you.”

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