"Long time no see…"
Su Wen sipped his tea, looking at Qian Renxue, who was sitting across from him, her face showing mild surprise as he sighed.
"Uncle Su, what do you mean? Didn't we just meet a few days ago?" The beautiful girl, dressed in the Heaven Dou Imperial attire, carried a hint of heroic spirit in her brows as she asked, puzzled.
"Sigh…" Su Wen looked up and sighed.
You have no idea what I've been through lately.
Getting drained, over and over.
The human body has limits, don't you know.
First day by the Silver Dragon Queen, next was icy-hot hell, third day…
By the seventh day, he could finally no longer take it, and used the end of the three months as an excuse to travel back a millennium for some peace, regaining his strength while scheming how to get the Sea God seat.
Compared to Shura, the Sea God seat was the one Tang San used most, and even other gods called him "Sea God." If he could really grab it, Tang San would be absolutely furious.
As for "inheriting" it?
Heh. Who buys that? If you trust his nonsense, he'll just throw your soul beast into the Sea God trial, abuse it badly, then toss it aside and pretend to pity it.
Letting Tang San control the initiative is just plain stupid.
"…"
Qian Renxue was even more confused.
But knowing her uncle's mysterious background, she obediently nodded, and poured him more tea.
"So, at the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy, you dare take off your mask? Not afraid all these years of undercover work will be exposed?" Su Wen raised an eyebrow.
"In Uncle Su's territory, of course Xue'er isn't afraid." The beauty smiled sweetly.
Finally, Su Wen had time to really study Qian Renxue.
Golden hair tied in a high ponytail, gold-trimmed uniform, leather boots.
A straight, beautiful nose, glossy red lips, golden eyes full of feminine charm. She looked just like one of those "noble ladies disguised as men" in dramas. That's fitting for an Angel Spirit; its users are always gorgeous, including that little girl from a thousand years later…
"Half a month left until the tournament. Uncle Su, will you go? If so, I'll reserve a spot for you," Qian Renxue asked softly.
"Of course, I'll go." Su Wen smiled.
"I want to see Dugu Yan and the others prove themselves…"
"You mean Shrek Academy?" Qian Renxue was surprised.
With Su Wen's strength, he was already among the continent's peak powerhouses. Was he really picking a fight with such a small-time academy just for his students? Or was there something deeper?
"That's right." Su Wen nodded.
"In Shrek Academy, the disciple named Tang San is the son of the remnant Tang Hao."
"Tang Hao, it's him?!" Qian Renxue's expression was shocked.
Her golden eyes grew even softer as she looked at Su Wen. So Uncle Su wanted revenge for Father; the one who killed her father was Tang Hao, and after that fight, her father soon died, leaving her and her mother behind…
With such a status, he still insisted on avenging Father.
It must mean her father and Su Wen were like brothers. Maybe Father had entrusted her to Su Wen…
Qian Renxue's eyes grew even softer.
If her father were here, he'd surely pat Su Wen's shoulder and tell her to call him "uncle," as if he were one with her father.
A ripple stirred in the beauty's heart.
Like a father…
Father.
She quickly shook her head—something was off. Her white cheeks reddened as she coughed twice.
"Buzz~"
A whooshing sound came overhead.
A green light grew in the sky. Dugu Bo slowly appeared in the courtyard, standing atop a phantom green serpent, arrogant as ever.
"What, you went to challenge your old rival again?" Su Wen smiled, sipping tea.
"Yeah…" Dugu Bo grinned.
"I just happened to run into Chrysanthemum Douluo—beat that sissy up, right in front of all the Spirit Hall powerhouses, hahaha!" He was delighted. Years being known as the 'weakest Titled,' the pent-up frustration was finally gone.
"Chrysanthemum Douluo?!" Qian Renxue (instantly changed to Prince mode) was stunned.
She knew Chrysanthemum Douluo's power. Level 94 Title Douluo.
If it were Bone or Sword Douluo, she wouldn't be surprised, might even smile, but this was supposed to be "the continent's weakest Title," Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.
How could he win?
Dugu Bo, unlike the flustered girl's thoughts, hesitated, glanced at Su Wen and then at Xue Qinghe.
This soul core—he would never leak the secret without Su Wen's permission.
It was enough to shake the world.
"Your Highness, when you reach Titled Douluo, I have a great gift for you." Su Wen smiled.
"A great gift?" Qian Renxue, almost wanting to cling to Su Wen's arm, remembered her identity as Xue Qinghe and only smiled faintly. "I'm sure Mr. Su's gift will be grand. I'll look forward to it."
After casting a lingering glance at Su Wen, she left via carriage.
"How come you're… so close with the Prince? You're not… you and he...?" Dugu Bo's old sharp eyes noticed the unusual relationship.
"Hmph." Su Wen sneered.
"Hey, are you for real?" Dugu Bo panicked.
Thinking about his absolute trust in Su Wen before—sitting and cultivating in the courtyard, exposing his back…
"Nonsense." Su Wen rolled his eyes.
Say one more word and I'll chase your granddaughter, see who I really like.
"..."
"Bi Lin Seven Extreme Emperor, that is the name of my martial soul after evolving." Dugu Bo gently stroked the phantom serpent behind him.
"With the soul core condensed and reaching level 92, my current strength rivals level 95s."
"Ultimate Poison? Not quite." Su Wen shook his head.
Ultimate attribute is still rare; Dugu Bo has a ways to go.
"Ultimate Poison?" Dugu Bo had never heard the term, and was dissatisfied. "What's ultimate poison? My Bi Lin Seven Extreme Emperor is already top-tier among poison martial souls—how can it not be ultimate?"
"Ultimate means peak of the attribute, nothing of the same type surpasses it. Yours is 'pseudo' ultimate poison at best."
Su Wen smiled lightly.
"Hmph, then show me a real one!" Dugu Bo was indignant.
"Ice Empress."
Su Wen waved his hand.
A shadow of emerald green slowly appeared.
"That scorpion? Isn't it ice attribute?" Dugu Bo poked the stinger.
Su Wen: "..."
"Hiss... what a fierce poison, what terrifying ice poison!" In moments, Dugu Bo's pupils shrank—the green aura climbed from his fingers up his arm. Half his body turned verdant green.
Poison from his soul bones struggled to resist, but was crushed, completely overwhelmed.
"Ugh… hack!" Dugu Bo coughed up blood.
"Save me!"
Su Wen shook his head, tapped his shoulder, drawing the poison away into himself.
Huff… huff...
Dugu Bo gasped as if just surviving hell.
"Grandpa, are you okay?"
A silhouette rushed in, followed by others.
It was Dugu Yan in the lead, panicked, helping Dugu Bo up, then looked at Su Wen in shock.
She recognized it was poison.
But poison that nearly killed even her grandpa? And he could control it with ease, just with his soul bones?
"No, my martial soul is unique. If it learns something, so do I…" Su Wen smiled.
"So this is ultimate poison?" Dugu Bo was shaken.
"Yes."
Su Wen nodded.
"But that's not an ice attribute…"
"A dual ultimate attribute." Su Wen said calmly.
"Hell!" Dugu Bo twitched hard. "This kid is a monster."
Only now did he realize he'd only glimpsed a tiny tip of Su Wen's power.
This guy is far more than just a single fierce beast!
...
Shrek Academy.
In a spacious, bright dorm.
Tang San was gloomy. Though he was out of the run-down old Shrek, he was still frustrated. All because bandages were still wrapped around his legs—since being taken by Dugu Bo, he'd received a brutal beating, even his trump cards failed. His "wager" was flatly rejected and he was thoroughly humiliated.
"Damn it…" Tang San punched the wall, grinding his teeth.
He started fantasizing about becoming Titled Douluo, or, when he saw his father again, taking revenge for today.
"Third Brother, there's an auction in Heaven Dou City today, let's go check it out!"
Xiao Wu bounced in cheerfully.
"Mm."
Upon seeing Xiao Wu, Tang San finally managed a faint smile.
"Also, Rongrong is going this time." Xiao Wu pulled in a young beauty in a white dress.
"Oh…" Tang San slumped again.
So much for a world of two.