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Douluo: Helping my ancestors ascend to godhood

Shui Wuya crossed into Dou Er and became the descendant of Shui Bing'er, possessing the ability to communicate with the ancestor Shui Bing'er. "Ancestor Bing'er, bury the immortal grass underground, and let me retrieve it after ten thousand years!" "Ancestor Bing'er, I will now impart to you the method of condensing the soul core!" "Great ancestor, your path to divinity sweeps across the eight directions, your achievements will span eternity!" Several years later, Shui Bing'er became a god, "Wuya, I have paved the path to divinity for you. Let us meet in the divine realm!" ... 【You cross into Douluo, identified as an orphan】 ... 【Shui Bing'er revitalizes the family, your identity as the head of a declining aristocratic family! Obtain a share of the family's treasures!】 ... 【Shui Bing'er suppresses Tang San, attains godhood, your identity as the head of a secretive clan, granted a level 99 clan ancestor!】 ... 【Shui Bing'er becomes a god, your identity as... a divine companion?】 ****** Power Stone Goal: 150PS = 1 CHAP 500PS = 3 CHAP Have early access to over 30 chapters on patreon along with weekly mass chapter drop: patreon.com/ZeroMoney This is a translation.

Un1que · 漫画同人
分數不夠
420 Chs

Chapter 385: You're Not Worthy to Know My Master's Name!

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Xiao Yan's heart sank. He felt somewhat at a loss, unsure of what to do.

At that moment, he suddenly noticed a slight warmth from the ring on his finger, as if someone was trying to communicate with him.

"What's going on?"

Xiao Yan was secretly astonished and immediately realized that it might be Shui Wuya, hidden in the ring, sending him a message.

Xiao Yan adjusted the ring, and right after, a voice echoed in his mind, causing him to pause for a moment.

"Xiao Yan, Bo Haidong has been struck by the Snake Sealing Technique," Shui Wuya said.

At the same time, Yao Lao, who was also hidden within the ring, suddenly seemed to recall something and chimed in, "I know this seal. It can be undone with the Breaking Calamity Pill."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan's heart stirred. A glimmer of inspiration flashed through his eyes as an idea formed in his mind.

"Senior Bo Haidong, are you familiar with the Breaking Calamity Pill?" Xiao Yan turned his head and directly asked Bo Haidong.

Bo Haidong's expression immediately changed upon hearing this. He instantly realized that Xiao Yan seemed to know something about his secrets.

"I'm sorry, but please leave. I have matters to discuss with this young man and woman."

Bo Haidong then addressed the city lord's daughter, who was also in the shop. Seeing Bo Haidong's tense expression, the city lord's daughter was baffled but, without asking any questions, quietly left the room.

"How do you know about the Breaking Calamity Pill?" Bo Haidong turned back to Xiao Yan, his tone laced with panic as he instinctively scanned the surroundings, fearing someone might overhear them.

He suddenly felt that this young man wasn't as simple as he appeared, and perhaps he knew more than Bo Haidong wanted others to discover.

However, Xiao Yan merely smiled faintly, showing no sign of being in a rush.

"Speak up! How do you know about it?" Bo Haidong pressed anxiously, his wariness rising.

Xiao Yan smiled calmly and replied, "My master told me."

Upon hearing this, Bo Haidong frowned deeply, beginning to ponder just who Xiao Yan's master could be and why he would send Xiao Yan to find him.

"Who is your master? Why did he send you to me?" Bo Haidong's tone grew increasingly serious, sensing that something was amiss.

Xiao Yan's smile was warm, like a gentle spring breeze, but it carried a hint of confidence and resolve.

"My master sent me to find you because he intends to take you as his disciple."

His voice was steady and calm.

Bo Haidong's expression instantly showed a trace of disdain. He sneered and raised an eyebrow mockingly.

"You, boy, are at best a mere fighter. As for your master, what makes him think he can take me as his disciple? Do you even know who I am?" His voice dripped with sarcasm and contempt.

Xiao Yan chuckled softly, his gaze unwavering.

"I'm well aware. If you weren't such a skilled person, my master wouldn't even bother to accept you as a disciple."

Upon hearing this, Bo Haidong was instantly enraged.

"What makes your master think he's qualified to take me as his disciple?" His voice was full of anger and dissatisfaction.

Xiao Yan smiled calmly. "You misunderstood. He's not taking you as a disciple. To be precise, it's as a named disciple, which isn't even the same as a real disciple."

Bo Haidong clenched his teeth, a flash of hatred in his eyes.

"You brat, are you looking for trouble?"

He demanded, "Who is your master? Speak!"

Xiao Yan let out a mocking laugh. "You're not worthy to know my master's name."

Bo Haidong's rage surged, his voice booming with authority.

"Before you came here, you must've known I have the strength of a Dou Spirit, right? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

The Little Doctor Immortal saw Bo Haidong's fury and felt a bit nervous. However, her trust in the mysterious master gave her confidence, keeping her composed.

She directly addressed Bo Haidong, "Why are you yelling? If you wake up our master, you're done for."

Hearing this, Bo Haidong froze, stunned by her confidence. His anger flared even more.

Outraged beyond control, Bo Haidong felt his dignity was being challenged, and his anger surged uncontrollably.

"No one dares speak to me like that!"

A violent fury surged within him, pushing him to the brink of losing control.

He glared at Xiao Yan, his voice full of threat and rage. "Give me an explanation! Who is your master? If not, I'll kill both of you!"

Xiao Yan, however, smiled as if Bo Haidong's threat meant nothing to him.

"Try laying a finger on me," Xiao Yan said, his tone filled with disdain, clearly showing he didn't take Bo Haidong seriously.

Bo Haidong's rage boiled over. Feeling his dignity crushed, he decided to strike, intending to kill Xiao Yan and then interrogate the Little Doctor Immortal.

However, Xiao Yan had anticipated this. He remained calm.

He quietly spoke to Shui Wuya, hidden in the ring, "Master, I've pushed him to the edge. It's time for you to step in and teach him a lesson."

Shui Wuya's voice responded, "Very well."

Suddenly, Xiao Yan felt a gentle power seep into his body, like a clear stream flowing through his veins.

This power brought an incredible sense of lightness, as if he were floating on air, making his body feel weightless and free.

Then, Shui Wuya's strength gradually merged into Xiao Yan's nervous system. He could feel Shui Wuya's subtle guidance, like an invisible wind gently steering his movements.

Xiao Yan's muscles instinctively relaxed as Shui Wuya's power penetrated into the deepest parts of his mind. He could sense Shui Wuya's presence, like a mysterious force awakening within him.

Everything was under Shui Wuya's control. He perfectly fused his will with Xiao Yan's body.

Even though it was his first time controlling Xiao Yan, for a god king like Shui Wuya, such perfect harmony was to be expected.

Bo Haidong's anger burned fiercely, his eyes glinting with malice.

He leapt into the air, unleashing the full power of his Dou Spirit abilities. Like a raging whirlwind, he charged toward Xiao Yan.

His movements were swift and deadly, like an enraged beast intent on tearing its prey apart.

But just as he was about to strike, a powerful force erupted from Xiao Yan's body. It was like a blazing meteor tearing through the night sky, instantly flooding the room with light.

This force was both immense and mysterious, creating an overwhelming pressure that made Bo Haidong feel a deep sense of fear.

Under Shui Wuya's control, Xiao Yan's body radiated an eerie, terrifying aura. His presence was filled with a mysterious power that struck fear into the hearts of those around him.

His gaze deepened, becoming unfathomable, as if it concealed boundless power and wisdom, inspiring awe in anyone who met his eyes.

Bo Haidong's face turned pale as terror surged within him.

He hesitated, his intended strike faltering, and hurriedly withdrew his attack.

(End of chapter)