Douluo Continent: Changing just one word ruined the entire character's persona.

Chapter 72 "Mistress, Don't Touch Me," the Master's words stunned everyone.

Zhao Wuji, along with Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, and the others, quickly set off in another direction.

After walking for about one or two hours

Yu Xiaogang finally couldn't walk anymore.

Without Shao Xin's recovery, Yu Xiaogang simply couldn't have endured such a long and physically demanding search.

"I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore!"

Yu Xiaogang couldn't keep up anymore and called for the people walking ahead to stop.

"Is it rushing to be reincarnated?"

"Is it really necessary to rush?"

He was panting heavily, his left arm propped against his knee.

Since losing his right arm, his physical functions have declined significantly, and this decline further increased after he became an old man.

My current physical strength is quite worrying.

Zhao Wuji glanced helplessly at Yu Xiaogang and called a halt to the crowd.

"Let's rest here for a bit then."

"Teacher Li, Teacher Lu, the three of us will be in charge of guarding the area."

"Change it every forty minutes."

"You two rest first, I'll keep watch."

Li Yusong and Lu Qibin nodded and did not refuse.

These three are the strongest here, and this arrangement is the most reasonable.

The rest of the group sat in twos and threes on the ground, resting.

Yu Xiaogang then led Tang San to a tall tree to rest.

This sturdy tree was entwined by vines, the veins of which cut deep into it.

After a period of time, it is very likely that the tree's nutrients will be completely drained.

"Little Three, it seems finding a third spirit ring won't be easy."

"I haven't found a suitable one yet."

Yu Xiaogang said, panting.

Tang San nodded. "There are many soul beasts here; we're sure to find a suitable one."

"We have plenty of time to search. I've heard that some people have been searching for a whole month in the Star Dou Great Forest."

Yu Xiaogang agreed, "Indeed, finding a suitable spirit ring is not easy."

"Take your time, no rush, better to have less than to have something of poor quality."

"If I hadn't been limited by my abilities at the time, I would never have let you absorb only that one ten-year-old Lone Bamboo as your first soul ring."

"They should have called the dean of Notting College back then."

A strange fragrance suddenly wafted into the nostrils of Tang San and Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang took two light sniffs and suddenly looked up.

Two enormous trumpet-shaped flowers grew above the vines, their leaves purple, and the stamens inside trembled constantly.

That peculiar fragrance came from the morning glory.

Upon seeing this, Yu Xiaogang immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Teacher, is this a death morning glory?"

Tang San asked with some confusion.

Yu Xiaogang gently shook his head.

"This should just be an ordinary morning glory, except that it has made its vines and flowers very large, resembling a death morning glory."

"It's very intimidating, but it's fake; it's just for scaring people."

"The death trumpet flower is carnivorous, so how could it possibly be parasitizing this tree trunk?"

Tang San nodded thoughtfully and stopped thinking about it.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing glanced at the two of them, smiled, closed their eyes, and sat down to continue their cultivation.

Cultivation can also restore physical strength, and it is even more effective.

Half an hour later,

"What are you doing, mistress?"

Yu Xiaogang, leaning against the tree trunk, suddenly spoke.

"Don't touch me,"

"butt,"

Tang San, who was meditating nearby, was completely stunned.

He was about to say that he was cultivating when he heard the next few words from Yu Xiaogang.

He looked at his hands.

She touched her godfather's...

My butt's itchy! "It's so itchy!"

Yu Xiaogang chuckled and scratched his buttocks with his left hand.

"Stop touching me."

Upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Zhao Wuji and the others lost all interest in cultivation and stared wide-eyed at him.

What's going on between this father and son?

Is it really that blatant?

Don't they know how to avoid people?

Is it that they have strength or they don't?

Sensing something was amiss,

Tang San hurriedly spoke up.

"Godfather, I didn't touch you!"

"It wasn't me."

Yu Xiaogang paused for a moment, then looked behind him with some confusion.

"Not you?"

It was a bluish-green vine moving back and forth on Yu Xiaogang's buttocks.

The tip of the vine was extremely sharp, and a drop of dark green liquid dripped from it.

"not good!"

He suddenly shouted,

But this completely alarmed the owner of the vine.

The tip of the green vine stabbed hard into Yu Xiaogang's buttocks.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened suddenly, and he let out a blood-curdling scream.

"what!"

He felt it pierce in at least several centimeters!

Tang San looked up.

A purple trumpet flower, twining around its head, slowly fell from the tree trunk.

He exclaimed in surprise.

"Death Morning Glory!"

"The death morning glory has somehow become intertwined and disguised itself with the ordinary morning glory!"

He grabbed Yu Xiaogang and dragged him up from the ground, quickly retreating backward.

Yu Xiaogang covered his buttocks with one hand, his face contorted in pain.

Intense pain spread rapidly from the bottom up and from the inside out.

"What a clever disguise! We didn't even notice it."

"It looks like a thousand years have passed."

Zhao Wuji instantly completed the Martial Soul Possession, his body swelled, and six sharp bear claws sprang out from his hands.

After feeling the terrifying pressure from Zhao Wuji

The Death Trumpet Flower swayed suddenly, and it, which was originally preparing to attack, hurriedly used its vines to wrap around the tree next to it and rush towards it.

However, as a plant-type soul beast, its biggest disadvantage is its weak mobility.

Zhao Wuji quickly stepped forward and slapped the Death Trumpet Flower's vines, severing them in large pieces.

Green sap quickly flowed out from the port, just like the blood flowing from other animal-type soul beasts.

The once thick tree trunk was smashed to pieces by a claw and fell heavily to the ground.

Now, all it takes is to slap the Death Trumpet Flower's flower to take care of this soul beast.

"Don't kill him!"

Yu Xiaogang, enduring the pain, called out to Zhao Wuji.

"This Death Trumpet Flower can be used as Tang San's third spirit ring."

Tang San asked with some confusion,

"Teacher, is this okay?"

"I've never mentioned the Death Trumpet Flower before."

"He is very aggressive."

Yu Xiaogang explained, "Although it's highly aggressive, that doesn't prevent it from possessing great resilience."

"That's what we're going to do."

"As long as it possesses this attribute, we can absorb it."

"And this is a mutated death trumpet flower; it's poisonous!"

Tang San was taken aback. "Teacher, how did you know!"

"Because I was poisoned!"

After saying that,

Yu Xiaogang collapsed to the ground with a thud and became unresponsive.

(End of this chapter)