Chapter 73: Abusing Yu Xiaogang Again! Dugu Bo Extracts Dragon Blood!
Yu Xiaogang recalled the past. Back then, Bibi Dong had been at her most youthful and beautiful, and he had been together with her.
Yet he had never taken that final step, never taken Bibi Dong's body.
Now, Bibi Dong still retained her charm. Because she was a soul master, she did not age at all and instead carried the unique allure of a mature woman.
And there was Liu Erlong from back then, also so beautiful, yet he had never done anything with her either.
"If back then I had taken both of those women, they would have completely submitted beneath me!"
"Damn it, what was I pretending for back then? Acting like some upright gentleman!"
"Now, I don't even have the chance anymore…"
"The Bibi Dong of the past, and the Bibi Dong of now, both so tempting, ah~"
Unconsciously, perhaps because he had lost that thing, Yu Xiaogang found himself constantly thinking about such matters every day.
The moment he thought of it, a sharp pain shot through his lower body.
"Ah!"
"Damn it, it hurts, it hurts!"
"Now, I can't even think about it! As long as there's the slightest reaction, the pain becomes unbearable!"
"Damn you, Bibi Dong! You vile woman!"
"I will definitely destroy Spirit Hall!"
"From today onward, I will spare no cost to destroy Spirit Hall and destroy Clear Sky Sect!"
"From now on, I will make both Spirit Hall and Clear Sky Sect understand the might of me, this theoretical master!"
At this point, Yu Xiaogang was filled with righteous indignation, completely enraged as he vented uncontrollably, his anger surging.
Moreover, he comforted himself:
"No matter what, it can't get any worse."
"At least I still have the bloodline of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and Erlong as my backing."
"If I work hard, maybe I can cultivate a disciple even stronger than Tang San. Then I can rely on my disciple to destroy Spirit Hall and Clear Sky Sect!"
"That's right! No matter what, I won't be worse off. I still have…"
"What do you still have?"
Just as Yu Xiaogang was consoling himself, a magnetic voice suddenly sounded.
At the same time, the entire carriage abruptly came to a halt. The coachman fell silent, his life or death unknown.
Hearing this voice, Yu Xiaogang immediately became alert.
"Who is it?!"
The next moment, with a "bang,"
The carriage instantly shattered. The unconscious coachman was revealed, lying on the ground motionless, though he did not seem to be in danger.
As Yu Xiaogang trembled in fear, a dark green figure appeared before him.
The person who arrived was none other than Dugu Bo.
Yu Xiaogang stared at the old man before him for a moment and muttered:
"Covered in dark green, fond of using poison…"
"You are the Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo?!"
"That's right. You useless thing do have some insight. This seat is Dugu Bo!" Dugu Bo snorted coldly.
Yu Xiaogang swallowed hard, growing even more frightened.
"May I ask what Your Excellency wants with me?"
"It seems I do not know you?"
"I came to find you, naturally to take something," Dugu Bo said.
"I heard your martial soul is called Luo Sanpao. When fused with others, it can summon the Golden Holy Dragon martial soul?"
"It's you, right?"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was momentarily stunned. It was actually because of the martial soul fusion skill that Dugu Bo had come looking for him.
Could it be that Dugu Bo had some confusion regarding martial soul fusion skills and had come to consult him, this theoretical grandmaster?
After all, besides this reason, he could not think of any other explanation.
Why else would a Titled Douluo who had never met him come looking for him?
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Yu Xiaogang's mind:
'If Dugu Bo truly needs my martial soul fusion theory, then he can be won over!'
'Perhaps this will be the first Titled Douluo combat power I recruit!'
Thinking this, Yu Xiaogang relaxed somewhat and said confidently:
"That's right, Senior. I am precisely the one capable of performing the three-in-one martial soul fusion skill to summon the Golden Holy Dragon, and I am also the person in the world who understands martial soul fusion skills the best!"
"As long as it's you, then I didn't find the wrong person."
Dugu Bo sneered. "With your help, this old man will ascend to a higher level!"
"My help?"
Hearing these words, Yu Xiaogang became certain once again.
So Dugu Bo really wanted his help!
Yu Xiaogang was overjoyed:
'Hahaha! Surviving a great disaster brings great fortune!'
'I, Yu Xiaogang, truly can rely on theoretical knowledge to win over all kinds of experts!'
'Even Poison Douluo has come knocking at my door!'
'Then I'll first use my theory to control Dugu Bo, make him my thug, and then step by step destroy Spirit Hall and Clear Sky Sect!'
Yu Xiaogang quickly said, "It seems Senior Dugu wants my help."
"Very well! I can naturally help Your Excellency. After all, in this world, only I understand the theory of martial soul fusion skills the best!"
"However, if you want my help, you must also do some things for me. Otherwise, even if you kill me, you won't obtain my theoretical assistance!"
At this point, Yu Xiaogang even carried a strange arrogance, or rather, an inexplicable confidence.
As if others had to beg him, as if he truly were some king of theory.
But unexpectedly, after hearing this, Dugu Bo's expression froze.
"You useless thing, what nonsense are you spouting?"
"What martial soul fusion skill, what theory!"
"As a Titled Douluo, is my theory inferior to yours, you useless waste?"
"What I want is your martial soul!"
"Martial Soul?"
Yu Xiaogang was stunned. "Y-you're not asking me to help you solve issues with martial soul fusion skills?"
"Then why ask about the Golden Holy Dragon?"
Dugu Bo shouted, "What I want is your dragon blood!!"
"Summon your martial soul for me!"
"What?"
Yu Xiaogang panicked, completely dumbfounded.
He had thought Dugu Bo came seeking help. Damn it, he hadn't expected he had come to harm him.
Yu Xiaogang's anger mixed with fear as he shouted:
"Y-you're also jealous of my talent?"
"N-no, Senior, you can't kill me!"
"Senior, I've never provoked you, why are you harming me?"
"I never said I would kill you. I told you to summon your martial soul!!" Dugu Bo grew impatient, continuing to shout, even summoning his Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor to coerce him.
Yu Xiaogang could not withstand the pressure and could only obey:
"O-okay, I'll summon my martial soul!"
"Come out, Luo Sanpao!"
In the next moment, a simple-minded, clumsy, pig-like martial soul appeared.
Seeing this thing, Dugu Bo finally revealed a smile.
"Hahaha, such a fine Golden Holy Dragon bloodline, reduced to this by you!"
"Alright then, your dragon blood—this seat won't let it go today!"
As he spoke, Dugu Bo swiftly mobilized his soul power, forcibly extracting all the blood from within Luo Sanpao.
Although Luo Sanpao was a martial soul, it was quite special. It could exist outside the body like an independent lifeform, making the extraction of its blood extremely smooth.
In just a few seconds, Luo Sanpao had been completely drained and shattered on the spot.
In an instant, Yu Xiaogang felt unbearable pain throughout his body. With his foundation gone, he let out a miserable wail:
"Ah!!——"
"My martial soul!"
"Dugu Bo, w-what are you doing! My martial soul is gone!"
"My martial soul is gone!!——"
End of Chapter