Douluo Continent: I came from Demon Slayer!

On the other side, Dugu Bo led Lin Yang at breakneck speed and soon arrived at a secluded manor outside Tiandou City.

The manor is very large and the scenery is arranged very elegantly.

The pavilions and towers are scattered in a well-organized manner, and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants are vying for beauty. Even the air is filled with a faint floral fragrance that is refreshing and delightful.

However, given Dugu Bo's personality, it's uncertain whether there's any poison hidden in the fragrance of these flowers.

Judging from the layout of this manor, it doesn't look like the residence of an old monster who plays with drugs at all.

Dugu Bo put Lin Yang down on the ground, and with a flick of his sleeve, he was already sitting in the pavilion.

Lin Yang didn't make any rash moves, keeping his eyes down and his mind focused, just standing there in place.

Although he had declared his intention to become Dugu Bo's disciple in front of the three education committee members, thus saving face for the Poison Douluo.

But this old poisoner is capricious and unpredictable; who knows what he's thinking?

Moreover, he only asked to become an apprentice, but from beginning to end, the old poisoner didn't say a word about whether he agreed or not.

What if this old guy just acted on a whim, simply to spite the three education committee members?

Now that the fight is over, it's not impossible that they might turn their backs and deny everything.

At this moment, Dugu Bo seemed to ignore Lin Yang, drinking alone in the pavilion.

For a moment, the huge courtyard was silent, with only the occasional soft sound of teacups clinking against the stone table.

The time it takes to drink a cup of tea passes by quietly.

Dugu Bo put down his teacup, glanced at Lin Yang who was still standing there motionless, and couldn't help but stroke his chin.

This kid is interesting.

Despite his young age, he acts with the composure of an old man, which is unlike anything one would expect from someone his age.

After a pause, Dugu Bo poured himself another cup of tea, took a slow sip, and then spoke.

"Hey kid, what are you standing there for? Come here."

Lin Yang didn't say much, stepped into the pavilion, and stopped not far from Dugu Bo.

"sit!"

Lin Yang sat down.

Dugu Bo looked him up and down, his deep green eyes filled with scrutiny and amusement.

"When you said you wanted to become my disciple, were you sincere, or were you just trying to give me a way out?"

Without hesitation, Lin Yang replied truthfully, "Yes, I have both!"

"Oh?"

Dugu Bo raised an eyebrow: "Continue."

"I gave Your Majesty a way out because I had to stand up under the circumstances at the time. Otherwise, no matter what the outcome, I would not be able to escape responsibility."

"At that time, not only will His Majesty be offended, but the three education committee members will also dislike me, because I... am the one who brings them trouble."

Lin Yang spoke calmly and deliberately, explaining his analysis in a measured and deliberate manner.

"As for taking a master, that's also true."

Lin Yang raised his head and looked directly into Dugu Bo's eyes.

"Your Majesty is a Title Douluo, one of the very few people standing at the top of the continent. If I could become your disciple, it would be an immense blessing."

"That's all?"

Dugu Bo smiled faintly: "I thought you were going to say something nice like 'I've admired you for a long time' or 'I've been longing for you'."

Lin Yang shook his head: "That's too fake, Your Majesty wouldn't believe it."

Dugu Bo was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

The laughter was particularly loud in the quiet courtyard, startling a butterfly that was landing on a petal.

"Interesting, very interesting!"

Dugu Bo stopped laughing, a complex emotion that was hard to describe flicker in his eyes.

"Everyone knows that I, Dugu Bo, am eccentric and capricious. Even if they fear or dislike me, they dare not show me the slightest bit of their true feelings. On the contrary, you, lad, are so honest that it's rare to find!"

Lin Yang said, "I'm just telling the truth, kid."

Dugu Bo put down his teacup and tapped his fingers lightly on the stone table, making a soft, intermittent "tap-tap" sound.

"Do you know that I, Dugu Bo, have never taken on any disciples in my entire life?"

"I understand."

"Do you know why it was confiscated?"

Lin Yang thought for a moment: "Your Majesty is a man of strong emotions, and looks down on mediocre people, while geniuses... may not be worthy of Your Majesty's attention."

Dugu Bo's fingers, which were tapping the table, paused slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"You're really good with words, kid."

Lin Yang smiled faintly: "To tell you the truth!"

"What a truthful statement!"

Dugu Bo suddenly stood up, walked to the pavilion with his hands behind his back, and turned his back to Lin Yang.

"Since you're so honest, I'll be honest with you too. I won't take you as my apprentice because I can't teach you."

Lin Yang frowned slightly.

"My mastery of poison skills is all the result of my own hard work and training," Dugu Bo said, looking at his palms with a hint of pain in his eyes.

"The path of poison is extremely dangerous. A slight mistake can lead to utter ruin and harm to future generations."

"Moreover, your martial spirit is a blade, which doesn't align with my lineage. Therefore... I cannot teach you."

Hearing these words, Lin Yang's brows relaxed. After hesitating for a few seconds, he tentatively asked,

"Your Majesty, is it because of the poison on Senior Sister Dugu?"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying pressure of soul power instantly enveloped Lin Yang.

Dugu Bo whirled around, his face terrifyingly grim, his voice strained as if squeezed out from between his teeth, radiating murderous intent.

"How did you know?"

Lin Yang's face flushed red, and his bones creaked as if he were carrying a heavy burden.

A black light flashed, and "Higanbana" automatically appeared in his hand.

External Soul Bone?

A strange light flashed in Dugu Bo's eyes.

At that very moment, spirit rings began to appear one by one beneath Lin Yang's feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple!

But then, Dugu Bo's vision blurred, and his three spirit rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—changed into three different colors: yellow, purple, and black.

In particular, the enormous black spirit ring was incredibly profound, hovering around Lin Yang and resisting the oppressive force.

At this moment, Dugu Bo was completely stunned.

"This...how is this possible?"

Three Rings—A Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring?

The scene before him completely overturned Dugu Bo's decades of common sense about cultivation.

If the second soul ring after a thousand years is like throwing a bomb into a swimming pool, it may cause a sensation, but it's only temporary.

The appearance of that ten-thousand-year third spirit ring was like dropping a nuclear bomb on the seabed, enough to overturn all the past theories of spirits on the Douluo Continent.

Having finally realized what was happening, Dugu Bo withdrew his oppressive aura, his pair of gleaming green eyes fixed intently on Lin Yang, his voice hoarse.

"Hey kid, who are you?"

Lin Yang didn't say anything, but he was still a little out of breath from being pressed so hard just now.

He cursed inwardly, thinking, "This old poisoner is a chameleon; he can turn on you in an instant!"

After taking a few deep breaths, Lin Yang finally raised his head and looked at the Poison Douluo.

"Your Majesty, I am just an ordinary Soul Master from a farming family, with no special background whatsoever."

"Bullshit!" Dugu Bo flicked his sleeve.

"An external soul bone, second ring after a thousand years, third ring after ten thousand years, and you can still spot the poison on Yanzi at a glance? You're telling me you're an ordinary soul master?"

Lin Yang looked helpless, but spoke calmly.

"Your Majesty, what I said is true; it's just that I've had a few more opportunities than most people."

Are these what you call "chance encounters"?

Who are you trying to Versailles with?

Dugu Bo was so angry he wanted to curse, but he calmed down instead.

Faced with a ten-thousand-year-old soul ring, it's perfectly normal that this kid could see the poison on Yanzi's body.

Moreover, having lived for so many years, he has seen all sorts of storms and waves. A freak with a secret shouldn't be enough to make him lose his composure like this.

That's right, not a monster, but a freak!

He turned and sat down at the stone table, pouring himself another cup of tea.

"Kid, I have plenty of time. I'll wait for your explanation."