Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

The place I've been searching for for so long is now right in front of me!

The place where Ye Qiu was located was an inverted cone-shaped depression, surrounded by hard rock walls on all sides.

The sky was shrouded in a thin layer of misty fog, but it did not affect the brightness of the place at all.

At the bottom was a flat area, with several small wooden houses built along the edge. In the center was the spring, surrounded by various medicinal herbs...

Fragrant and exquisite, fiery and delicate, eight-cornered ice grass, and heartbreaking red acacia...!

Seeing the dazzling array of immortal herbs, Ye Qiu almost couldn't resist and went forward to pick them.

"Kid! You woke up so quickly!"

A hoarse voice sounded beside Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu immediately became alert, and when he came to his senses, he realized that Dugu Bo was already standing next to him.

"Senior!" Ye Qiu bowed to him.

Since he was able to wake up and had been brought here, he didn't need to worry too much about his safety!

Moreover, judging from Dugu Bo's previous self-serving remarks...

It wasn't hard to tell that she seemed to have some connection with him.

Thinking of this, Ye Qiu couldn't help but look at Dugu Bo with curiosity in his eyes.

"Hehe...! How does my granddaughter taste?"

Dugu Bo sneered, looking at Ye Qiu with a mocking expression, a hint of fierceness flashing in his eyes.

"Senior, I really didn't mean it!" Ye Qiu smiled wryly. How could he dare to make a fuss about someone's granddaughter in front of a Title Douluo with his current strength?

"Hmph! I doubt you have the guts!" Dugu Bo snorted coldly, withdrawing the restless soul power within him.

Then he pointed ahead to the spot where wisps of steam were rising.

"Do you recognize this precious land?"

Ye Qiu nodded. "I recognize it. This place is called the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire!"

Dugu Bo stroked his dark green beard, looking at Ye Qiu with an expression of "I knew it," and nodded in satisfaction.

"follow me!"

Ye Qiu followed in his footsteps and came to a wooden shed next to several wooden houses, with a simple roof supported by pillars at the four corners.

Below was a low table with a pot of hot tea on it, and several futons around it. The two people sat cross-legged facing each other on it.

Dugu Bo personally poured Ye Qiu a cup of tea.

"Thank you, senior!"

Ye Qiu thanked him, but made no other move.

"Heh... What? You dare come to see this old man, but you don't even dare to drink a sip of tea?"

"Uh... I'm just not thirsty." Ye Qiu said honestly, sitting opposite the Title Douluo with his back ramrod straight, appearing somewhat reserved.

"Hmph! You have no manners at all. As an elder, I personally poured you tea. How could you, a junior, refuse!"

*Smack!* Dugu Bo snorted coldly and slammed the teapot in his hand heavily on the table.

"Uh...hehe..." Ye Qiu chuckled dryly, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

The tea in the cup is crystal clear, with a pale emerald green color and a rich, refreshing aroma.

Just one small sip felt like drinking this tea a thousand times over; the pure and peaceful aroma rushed straight to my head.

"How's the tea? Is it good?"

"Yes!" Ye Qiu nodded honestly in response to Dugu Bo's question.

"Jiejiejie..."

Hearing Dugu Bo's strange laughter, Ye Qiu shuddered, goosebumps rising all over his body.

"Hehe... Do you know why this tea is so green? It's all thanks to my nine-section jadeite!"

Dugu Bo's icy voice was like snow falling in February, drenching Ye Qiu's heart.

The small snake on his shoulder also flicked its scarlet tongue at Ye Qiu at just the right moment.

Several black lines appeared on Ye Qiu's forehead, his face turned ashen, and he stared at Dugu Bo with a long, unfocused gaze... forcing a smile.

"Hehe... Senior, you'd better not make such jokes!"

Tap! Tap! ...Dugu Bo ignored him and waited quietly, tapping the table lightly with his hand, as if counting the time it would take for the poison to take effect.

Before the stalemate had lasted long, Ye Qiu was almost about to stick his finger up his throat.

"Hahaha..." Dugu Bo suddenly burst into hearty laughter, his eyes filled with an almost imperceptible schadenfreude, as if he had finally gotten his revenge.

"Not bad!"

"Phew~" Seeing him like this, Ye Qiu breathed a sigh of relief. He was just a hair's breadth away from revealing his cowardice...

"Young man, is your father alright?" After stopping his laughter, Dugu Bo also picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

"Huh?" Ye Qiu was taken aback. "I've never seen my biological father or mother since I can remember."

"Hmm?" Dugu Bo frowned as well. "Do you have any other elders in your family?"

"This young man was an orphan from a young age and was adopted by his grandfather. Before he entered the Junior Soul Master Academy, his only grandfather had already passed away!"

“That shouldn’t be the case, right? With our benefactor’s strength…” Dugu Bo was somewhat surprised by Ye Qiu’s statement, tugging at his messy dark green beard.

Ye Qiu also looked at Dugu Bo with a strange expression, many questions in his mind.

"Could it be that you have met Ye Qiu's biological father?"

"Hmm!" Dugu Bo nodded, looking at Ye Qiu with a hint of regret in his eyes.

"I met you once more than twenty years ago! Back then, I had just reached level 80! And now I've reached level 94!"

"I owe it all to my benefactor! I can never repay his kindness in this lifetime!"

"Senior is level 94!?" Ye Qiu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. How could Dugu Bo be level 94? He should be level 92!

"Hmph! What? Doesn't it look like it?"

"How...how could that be!" Ye Qiu realized he had misspoke and his voice was somewhat hesitant.

Dugu Bo glanced at Ye Qiu indifferently, then ignored him.

Ye Qiu's curiosity was piqued. How was Dugu Bo able to confirm his identity?

Furthermore, what kind of kindness could possibly make Dugu Bo feel that he could never repay it in his lifetime?

"So, how did you determine that I am the descendant of your benefactor, senior?"

"Hmph! With your martial spirit alone, there's no way I could mistake you!"

Dugu Bo's voice was somewhat excited, as if he was recalling some extraordinary scene!

"My martial spirit?" Ye Qiu reached out and touched his eyes.

"Indeed! Your blood-red eyes, though different from your benefactor's, are remarkably similar in their soul skills! Moreover, the two of you share a seven or eight-tenths resemblance in appearance!"

Ye Qiu sat there in a daze, the voice of Dugu Bo echoing in his mind.

Not only does it possess the Sharingan! Even its appearance is similar? But my own appearance is clearly the result of being modified by the Blue Silver Bloodline!

Chapter 97 Familiar Hand Seals

Seeing Ye Qiu's stunned expression, Dugu Bo stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

His voice carried a mixture of awe and a touch of self-satisfaction.

"Hehe! Kid! Do you know how I got my eighth spirit ring?"

"A sacrifice?" Ye Qiu muttered to himself, looking at the teacup on the table.

It seemed like a guess, or perhaps an answer to Dugu Bo's question.

With his back to Ye Qiu, Dugu Bo's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he thought to himself, "Just as I thought!"

This kid really does possess abilities similar to my benefactor!

After a moment of silence, some different thoughts came to mind.

"That's right, it was a sacrifice... Medusa, the queen of snakes who lived for seventy thousand years! With just a glance... she willingly gave up her life!" Dugu Bo's voice was leisurely and high-pitched as he gradually fell into reminiscence.

"That day! My benefactor descended from the sky with a blood-red longsword in hand! Saving me from danger."

"After saving my life, he even helped me hunt for my eighth spirit ring, which boosted my spirit power to level 83. I also obtained a skull!"

"Afterwards, my benefactor transformed this Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire into a secret realm and instructed me to guard it! Awaiting your arrival!"

As Dugu Bo spoke, he turned around and gave Ye Qiu a deep look.

"A blood-red longsword? A secret realm?"

Ye Qiu whispered, raising her eyebrows slightly.

He had some doubts about the blood-red longsword, but he had no idea what the secret realm was.