[The target isn't just the Poison God: By the way, why haven't you seen fellow Daoist "So Handsome He Got Chopped" talking in the group these days? I still have some cultivation questions I'd like to ask him.]
[The target isn't just the Poison God: @A disciple who yearns for the way of the sword. Fellow Daoists often go to him to practice. Do you know why? (Confused) (Confused) (Confused)]
[A student who longs for the way of the sword: Senior said a few days ago that he had something important to attend to and needed to leave for a while. I haven't been able to bother you these days.]
[The target isn't just the Poison God: I see. Also, why hasn't this mission forum released any missions in a long time? I'd like to try taking on some missions to earn Contribution Points.]
[A student who aspires to the way of the sword: I once heard a senior mention that there's no regular pattern to the release of missions on the forum. They might be released frequently for days, or they might remain silent for months. It all depends on one's own luck.]
[The target isn't just the Poison God: Thank you for clearing up my confusion. I really want to take on a mission to try my hand. It's getting late, and I have some chores to attend to today, so I'll stay for a while. (Bows)]
[A student who yearns for the way of the sword: "Senior Poison God, you are too polite. It is time for me to log off and continue my study of the way of the sword." (Farewell)]
"Mr. Dugu, those country bumpkins are in the academy lobby right now. You must avenge this anger for this prince!"
The fourth prince of the Tiandou Empire, Xue Beng, was filled with anger and spoke passionately.
Prince Xuexing, standing by, also beamed, and quickly echoed, "With Mr. Dugu's strength, it would be easy for him to deal with those ignorant people."
Dugu Bo glanced at the uncle and nephew, and a barely perceptible strange color flashed across his eyes.
He slowly turned to Prince Xuexing and said in a low voice:
"Your Highness, to repay your kindness, I have been busy running around for you two for the past ten years, doing a lot of dirty work behind the scenes."
"Today is the last time."
He had frequently helped Prince Xuexing before because Dugu Bo believed that he had no hope of breaking through and was poisoned, so he no longer focused on cultivation.
Now, Dugu Bo has obtained the qualification to join the realm of gods. With his contribution points, he has not only cured himself and his granddaughter of the poison, but also made his strength advance by leaps and bounds. Even becoming a god is just around the corner.
From now on, he would focus entirely on cultivating the great Dao and would no longer waste his time on trivial matters concerning this uncle and nephew.
Ten years have passed, the kindness has been repaid, and neither owes the other anything.
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The remote desert and the vast sky and earth.
Yellow sand rolled over the ground, covering the sky and the sun.
In the desolate place, there were only a few scattered dead trees with crooked branches and rotten trunks. On the treetops, there were corpses hanging, swaying in the wind.
The air was filled with the foul smell of rotting flesh and blood. Occasionally, a crow would fly across the sky, its hoarse cry breaking through the air, adding a touch of deathly silence.
Chen Luo walked to the door of a dilapidated inn. The wooden door was mottled and the paint was faded.
He pushed the door open without hesitation.
"Crack—"
A dry, harsh sound broke the silence.
As soon as Chen Luo stepped into the house, dozens of gazes converged on him.
They were a group of burly, fierce-looking desperadoes.
Everyone saw that Chen Luo had a handsome face and was still young.
There was silence at first, then they looked at each other and smiled, with a playful look on their faces.
"Tsk tsk, I never thought there would be such a tender girl coming to my door."
A big man grinned and cast a teasing look at Chen Luo.
Chen Luo seemed not to hear it. He glanced indifferently at the group of desperadoes and walked straight to the counter.
He said calmly to the shopkeeper, "I want to enter the city of slaughter."
The moment the words fell, the entire tavern fell silent.
The air seemed to suddenly freeze, and a murderous intent spread silently.
"Where did this youngster come from? He really doesn't know his place!"
Some people couldn't stop sneering.
"With your appearance, going into the Slaughter City is just suicide."
The other man's voice cracked as he slowly stood up.
"It's better to let me have a good time before I die!"
The man approached Chen Luo step by step, licked the corner of his mouth, and the desire in his eyes was not concealed at all.
The next moment,
Four soul rings suddenly rose up under the feet of the big man, white, yellow, yellow, and purple. He was actually a Soul Sect-level strongman, so terrifying!
An excited and ferocious look appeared on his face, and he pounced towards Chen Luo like a hungry wolf!
However, just as his palm was about to touch Chen Luo's back,
But it seemed as if he had hit an invisible barrier, and it was impossible to move forward even a little bit!
"What...what on earth is this?!"
The big man's face suddenly changed. He tried his best to rush forward, but still couldn't break through the invisible barrier.
Suddenly, Chen Luo's cold voice rang out:
"This is death."
As soon as the words fell,
The big man's body suddenly swelled violently and twisted!
Following closely,
There was a loud "boom".
The whole person suddenly exploded and turned into a blood mist!
The counter, walls, and floor... were splattered with scarlet everywhere, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air instantly.
Blood rain fell,
But Chen Luo, standing in the center of the blood rain, looked calm.
The white dress is whiter than snow and not stained by dust.
In an instant,
The entire tavern fell into deathly silence, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure in white.
A Soul King took a deep breath, a fierce gleam in his eyes, and roared:
"What are you afraid of? Let's go together!"
He gave the order,
More than ten Soul Masters and Soul Sect members in the hall responded to the call, summoned their martial spirits together, leaped up, and rushed towards Chen Luo like a pack of wolves pouncing on their prey!
Facing the overwhelming attack, Chen Luo only raised his hand slightly.
At that moment,
Time and space seemed to freeze.
Everyone's movements came to a sudden halt, and they were suspended in mid-air, unable to move.
The pupils of the leading Soul King suddenly shrank, and a breath of fear and death from the depths of his soul pierced his heart like an ice thorn.
"I'm going to die…"
"Who is this young man?"
"Even if he's a Titled Douluo... it's impossible for him to do this..."
"Could it be... the legendary god?"
"I'm so ridiculous... How dare I attack such a being..."
"I regret it so much…"
"I should have known I shouldn't have listened to that bastard Olba and come to drink this…"
"Hold..."
——Snap!
The world shattered like a mirror.
The bodies of the dozen or so desperate criminals swelled and exploded one after another, turning into a bloody rain all over the sky.
Blood rain poured down,
But not a single drop of it stained the corner of Chen Luo's clothes.
The innkeeper standing nearby had already been frightened to the point of paralysis and incontinence, his body shaking uncontrollably. This was a fear that came from deep within his soul!
Even though he kills people like crazy on a daily basis, no one can bear such a scene.
He swallowed hard and tried desperately to back away.
"Dead legs, move!"
He crawled desperately in one direction.
However, a figure in white suddenly appeared in his field of vision.
When he raised his head, he met Chen Luo's extremely indifferent eyes.
"Say goodnight to the world."