Transmigrating into Douluo Continent as Dai Mubai, a mutated Gengjin White Tiger

Chapter 9 Solving the Martial Soul Problem

Dai Mubai, his face full of black lines, still politely stepped back to give the two some space, inwardly complaining: Does your Dugu family have any Meili cats? They keep interrupting others.

Dugu Bo was momentarily flustered upon seeing Dugu Yan, but seeing her determined attitude, he reluctantly waved his hand, creating a small barrier that reserved only for the grandfather and granddaughter.

"Yanyan, you're not a child anymore. There are some things I didn't want to tell you before... because the truth was too cruel. The poison attached to the martial soul of our Dugu lineage is deadly, and your parents did indeed... did leave for this reason."

Dugu Bo watched as Dugu Yan hesitantly revealed the truth. If he had a second choice, he really wouldn't have wanted to tell her now. He would have at least waited until he had tested Dai Mubai's method and found it to be effective before telling Dugu Yan everything. He didn't want his hopes to turn into disappointment, and he didn't want his granddaughter to experience such a painful rollercoaster of emotions.

"So it was all true after all... Everything in that letter was true, just as I expected. Even my parents were affected by this... Even my grandfather, despite being a Title Douluo, couldn't... No, I don't want my grandfather to be taken away again!"

After hearing the explanation, Dugu Yan couldn't help but sob and mutter to herself. Overwhelmed with emotion, she couldn't help but throw herself into Dugu Bo's arms.

"My dear granddaughter, my good Yan Yan, don't worry, there's hope now. Please don't ask any more questions. Give Grandpa a little more time. Grandpa will... will give you a surprise."

In a flurry of activity, Dugu Bo gently patted Dugu Yan's back while repeatedly making assurances. However, he dared not be too definitive in his last statement, only asking Dugu Yan to give him some time.

"Really? Grandpa?" Upon hearing this, Dugu Yan, her eyes brimming with tears, looked up at Dugu Bo with her pitiful little face, asking for confirmation.

"Of course, give Grandpa a little more time at the end." Dugu Bo rubbed Dugu Yan's arm and nodded with a smile.

Although Dugu Yan still had questions—who was the person who wrote the letter, whether her grandfather's problem could be solved, who was this young man in front of her, and whether she would also suffer from the backlash of her martial soul in the future—she suppressed them all and looked at Dugu Bo, speaking with a mix of coquetry and threat.

"Then two months at most, okay?"

At this moment, Dugu Bo's face twitched, but he still nodded and said okay. His heart was in complete turmoil. Even if that kid could be saved, wasn't two months too short? No way! It seems I have to push this kid a bit.

The barrier was lifted, and Dugu Yan looked at Dai Mubai with many questions in her eyes before turning and leaving.

Seeing Dugu Yan completely gone, Dugu Bo's inner turmoil made him grab Dai Mubai's shoulders and ask, "Two months! Can two months solve our lineage's martial soul problem?"

Dai Mubai coughed, indicating that Dugu Bo was too excited. Dugu Bo, embarrassed, released his hands. Dai Mubai put a finger to his lips, signaling Dugu Bo to listen to him first, and then spoke.

"The Soul Core Method is that each Title Douluo can condense a Soul Core. After having a Soul Core, the speed at which you store and recover Soul Power will be greatly increased. Of course, you can also put all the toxins in your body here. The key is that your toxins entering the Soul Core are not only risk-free, but will also compress the power of your toxins. It is a method that kills two birds with one stone."

"What about Yan Yan? What if she can't become a Title Douluo?"

After hearing Dai Mubai finish speaking, Dugu Bo eagerly asked the question that concerned him most.

"For now, we'll use the Soul Bone technique on your granddaughter. Sealing the toxins in her body with Soul Bones is enough for now, preferably snake-type Soul Bones. Once she reaches the Soul Saint level, the toxins might be harder to control. However, she can also condense a Soul Core at the Soul Saint level, but it will be much more difficult. But I've prepared a solution."

When Dugu Bo heard about the solution for his granddaughter, which was of utmost concern to him, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, upon hearing that it was difficult, his heart leaped into his throat again, until Dai Mubai revealed a solution, at which point his heart finally calmed down.

Dugu Bo couldn't help but glare at Dai Mubai, thinking to himself, "Really, how can he be breathing so heavily at a time like this?"

Seeing Dugu Bo's reaction, Dai Mubai didn't show it on the surface, but inwardly he couldn't help but think: "He's so old, yet he's still so immature. Can't I just say it all at once?"

While the two were internally complaining to each other, Dai Mubai was the first to break the silence and threw two scrolls, one large and one small, at Dugu Bo, who was not far away.

"The smaller scroll contains the method for concealing poison in the soul bone. It's for your granddaughter. After using it, the poison's effect on her will be minimized, and its power will be enhanced. The larger scroll contains the method for cultivating the soul core. Remember, it's for you. I'll give you the Soul Saint level one later. It's not good for you to know now. Take a look now. Ask me if you don't understand. Once you understand, go into seclusion. I need to refine a countermeasure for your granddaughter."

After Dai Mubai finished speaking at length, he gestured to Dugu Bo with his eyes to indicate if there was anything he didn't understand.

Originally, Dugu Bo was somewhat moved as he touched the two scrolls. After all, although the idea of ​​hiding poison in soul bones sounded simple, it might be risky to have Dugu Yan do it without personally testing it himself.

However, when he looked up and saw Dai Mubai asking him as if he were a child, he couldn't help but frown. After carefully putting away the small scroll, he began to study the Soul Core Method.

Two days later

After figuring everything out, Dugu Bo looked at the Soul Core Technique and exclaimed in amazement countless times. Then, seeing Dai Mubai looking exhausted, he became furious.

Dugu Bo was about to say that he was just someone who inherited the legacy of a god, but then he remembered that Dai Mubai had unintentionally made a comment while answering his questions these past two days. Dai Mubai said that he understood this method in just two hours the first time he encountered it, only regretting that his cultivation level was not high enough.

Seeing that Dai Mubai was pretending to be tired, Dugu Bo decided to hunt a soul beast for him first. After all, Dai Mubai was level 40 and had not obtained a soul ring yet because he was trying to solve the problem of the backlash of his martial soul for himself and Dugu Yan.

Before Dugu Bo got up to leave, he looked at Dai Mubai and asked a question that seemed casual.

"Little White, what type and how many years do you want for your fourth spirit ring?"

Dai Mubai felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at Dugu Bo, who was saying one thing but meaning another in wanting to hunt soul beasts for him. He had thought that Dugu Bo would have to cultivate a soul core before he could bring this up, but Dugu Bo had taken the initiative to do so. So he solemnly made his request.

"Forty thousand to fifty thousand years ago, tigers, preferably the kind that like continuous or explosive battles."

"What the hell? How many years? Forty thousand years is more than enough for your seventh spirit ring, you know?"

Upon hearing the word "forty thousand years," Dugu Bo couldn't help but turn around and look at Dai Mubai, loudly asking a question in return.

Seeing this, Dai Mubai stopped insisting on revealing his purple-black soul ring configuration. After spending the past few days together, he had completely trusted Dugu Bo, this old child who said one thing but meant another.

"You...this?" Dugu Bo's idea of ​​teaching Dai Mubai a lesson for being so ambitious even though he was a successor of a godhood was instantly shattered when he saw the spirit ring under Dai Mubai's feet.

Dugu Bo left without saying a word. Two days later, he returned with a four-meter-long blood-red tiger that slammed directly at Dai Mubai.

"What the hell?! Are you kidding me?! You old poisoner, don't you want your granddaughter's solution anymore?"

Dai Mubai dodged and looked at Dugu Bo with dissatisfaction.

"Hahaha, Little White, you dare! This is the soul beast you wanted, a 45,000-year-old Bloodthirsty Mad Tiger. Its talent is to grow stronger the longer it fights. If you don't kill it in one blow, you're in for a world of hurt."

Seeing Dai Mubai threatening him with his granddaughter, Dugu Bo wasn't angry. He smiled and introduced the soul beast on the ground to Dai Mubai, because he had seen from their interactions over the past two days that Dai Mubai was a person who saw things through to the end.

"Old Poisoner, not bad. And next time, please don't call me Little White, okay? It really sounds like a dog's name."

As Dai Mubai approached and examined the soul beast, he couldn't help but complain to Dugu Bo.

"Haha, really? I think it sounds pretty good," Dugu Bo replied with a laugh.

Dai Mubai rolled his eyes at Dugu Bo, looking at the soul beast. Dai Mubai took out his dagger and killed it with a single blow, then sat cross-legged to absorb its power.

Six hours later, Dai Mubai got up and stretched, and at the same time saw the note left by Dugu Bo saying that he was going into seclusion first.

Dai Mubai couldn't help but shake his head and complain about Dugu Bo's carelessness. However, Dai Mubai knew in his heart that Dugu Bo had set up a poison array nearby, which ordinary people could not enter at all.

So Dai Mubai plucked the Eight-Cornered Mystic Ice Grass and the Blazing Apricot and headed towards the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

After swallowing two top-grade immortal herbs and being inside the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, Dai Mubai felt two kinds of pain, extreme heat and extreme cold, coursing through his body. He gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound.

Five months later

(End of this chapter)