Douluo Dalu 3: Purple-Gold Dragon God

"Ah! A twenty-thousand-year soul ring, from the Darkgold Terrorclaw Bear?" Xu Xiaoyan froze in place, dumbstruck. A ten-thousand-year ring was already overwhelming for her — even with Gu You's help, how could she manage? Would it hurt terribly? Would she explode?

"Look at you, scared like that. This soul ring is virtual to begin with. Only after I infuse it with my power can it become real. And with my power mixed in, you can absorb it without feeling a thing," Gu You stretched his arms lazily, feeling a kind of whole-body weakness — was this the feeling of being drained dry?

But Gu You didn't care much. After all, with the Seed of Life inside him, it was impossible for him to die from losing life force. Worst case, once they left, he'd just eat a few rare life-replenishing fruits. No matter how expensive, he'd buy them — his life was on the line.

Somewhere along the way, Gu You wasn't like before anymore. He was starting… to fear death a little.

"But you just used up so much, didn't you?" Xu Xiaoyan looked at him worriedly, noticing his white hair.

"I don't need your pity. Just remember: when I need your help one day, lend me a hand." Gu You hated that kind of look. When he was weak, maybe it was fine — but now that he was strong, he truly hated it. Still, he had to admit, it was precisely because of such gazes that many people in the world found redemption. But he? Only Gu You could redeem himself.

Xu Xiaoyan bit her lip.

Alright, let's do this!

Who cares what level the soul ring is? It's just virtual anyway — she wouldn't actually die. What was she afraid of? Plus, Gu You had guaranteed it.

Xu Xiaoyan entered meditation, letting go of everything. Her expression gradually calmed.

Gu You nodded slightly. 'A wise person adapts.' After all, the future of the Eastsea F4 was to reach Title Douluo, maybe even stronger — but that wasn't the most important thing to Gu You. What he lacked wasn't power; it was top-tier professions, ninth rank, maybe even the future tenth rank. Xu Xiaoyan was studying mecha design — if the plane evolved, she'd likely be one of the first to reach the tenth-rank profession. Gu Yue's specialization too… In short, Gu You wanted talent. Sure, a lone powerhouse was great, but there would always be delicate tasks best entrusted to others.

As for Xie Xie… well, if Gu You remembered correctly, by the 28th volume of Douluo Dalu: Dragon King Legend, he'd only reached level 97 Super Douluo, and his secondary profession was just a fifth-rank mecha craftsman.

That kind of… let's be blunt, slightly-above-average person was good for one thing: cannon fodder. Okay, maybe that sounded harsh — let's call it "underling."

The soul ring absorption went smoothly. Xu Xiaoyan didn't feel any pain, and her soul power rose to peak level 31.

Yellow, yellow, black.

Such an odd soul ring configuration — Xie Xie had never seen anything like it. The age gap between the rings was too extreme; it was truly one of a kind.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten that Tang Wulin was still being tormented by the Auspicious Emperor Beast. They all eagerly asked Xu Xiaoyan, "What's your ten-thousand-year soul skill?"

"M-my third soul skill is called Starry Sky Shatter! It inherits the Darkgold Terrorclaw Bear's rending effect — it's an offensive skill," Xu Xiaoyan said happily, feeling even more grateful to Gu You.

This was a huge boost for her. Her original martial soul had no offensive ability; it was only useful against ordinary people. But now, this new skill shifted her role from pure control-type to half-control, half-attack.

"I'd better remind you — this soul ring wasn't produced by a soul spirit. Whether your fourth ring can also be ten-thousand-year class will depend on you alone," Gu You cautioned.

"Mm!" Xu Xiaoyan nodded firmly.

"Is this assessment still not over? How long has it been?" Xie Xie grumbled, no longer as nervous as before.

"Of course it's not over. We've still got one more person," Gu You said, waving his hand as he entered a sealed space.

"What's he doing?" Shen Yi stared blankly at Gu You's series of actions. Turning virtual things into real objects — that was the stuff of fiction, yet here it was happening before her eyes. She couldn't help but feel immense curiosity about this power.

"If anything goes wrong, forcibly pull them out. I have to head back to the Sea God Pavilion — there are some things I need to report," Zhuo Shi stood up, leaving. Every time Gu You came back, the shock he brought was multiplied.

"Auspicious Beast, stop now," Gu You said, planning to end this little "release the hound" game. Tang Wulin had been bitten nearly to death — it was only his strong Golden Dragon King bloodline keeping him alive. Even though the bloodline was suppressed and sealed, it had already seeped into his very being, still capable of exerting considerable power.

The little Three-Eyed Golden Lion struggled out of Gu You's grasp. When the adult Emperor Beast saw its child, its sharp red eyes softened noticeably.

A wave of golden light flowed from its body, falling onto the cub and connecting with its third eye.

"You…" Upon seeing its child's memories, the adult Emperor Beast's heart wavered.

"I told you I'd help you," Gu You smiled knowingly, walking over to Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin opened his eyes. His face was a bloody mess, his body covered in wounds, no intact spot left. Because of the angle, the first thing he saw was…

The little Three-Eyed Golden Lion pouncing into the arms of the Emperor Beast, their gentle golden light intertwining.

"You nearly destroyed them, Tang Wulin. When your mother was hurt and forced to leave, what emotions did you show? That's what they're feeling now. I won't deny that some soul beasts are evil — but I also won't deny that there are innocent, peaceful ones, and when we trample their territory, their species, how do you think they feel? What made you think you had the right to absorb that soul bone?" Gu You's last sentence was the key point. He was curious — Tang Wulin was a smart kid. How had he made such a low-level mistake?

Tang Wulin was in so much pain it took him a long time to speak. "I was wrong… I shouldn't have listened to him…"

Gu You fell silent briefly. "I'm going to extract part of your Golden Dragon bloodline — that will be your punishment."

This was the most reasonable way to extract the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, so that old schemer Tang San wouldn't be able to morally blackmail Gu You later. This kind of punishment… surely even Tang San would want his child to live well, right?

'Why cling to dragon blood when the Blue Silver Emperor martial soul is already unmatched?'

"No…!"

But Gu You wasn't giving Tang Wulin a chance to explain. He instantly activated divine power to lock down the space, ensuring even Shen Yi and Cai Yue'er couldn't sense what was happening inside.

"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt…"

(End of Chapter)

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