Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

"Princess Jiu Jiu!" Jin Tianming suddenly turned his attention to Xu Jiu Jiu, who was watching the show from the sidelines. His tone was cold and harsh, showing no mercy whatsoever. "If you still want to waste time here, delaying our Sun and Moon Team's schedule and the audience's time—there's no need! Just suspend my Sun and Moon Team directly, that would save you trouble!"

Wen Yu might be wary of the Star Luo Princess's identity, but Jin Tianming wouldn't be.

In his eyes, only Tian Mucheng was a unique existence, while the rest were nothing more than a group of insignificant weaklings.

Xu Jiujiu was stunned by this sudden attack and only came to his senses a few seconds later.

Instead of answering directly, she turned to Dai Hao beside her, her tone somewhat guiding: "Senior Dai Hao, do you have some concerns?"

This was clearly a way to save face! Dai Hao's unease instantly dissipated by more than half, and he quickly followed up with a worried tone: "It's not that I'm unwilling to test him, it's just... I'm not sure if this child will conspire with his teacher to deceive me! He's the only mental-type Soul Master here, and there's no one else to corroborate, so I can't help but worry!"

"Worried about us pulling strings behind the scenes?" Jing Hongchen laughed out loud as if he had heard the funniest joke. His eyes were full of undisguised mockery as he looked at Dai Hao. "My Sun and Moon Team always acts with integrity! Unlike you forces from the Three Kingdoms, whose minds are full of dirty tricks and underhanded schemes!"

"What do you mean by that!" Dai Hao retorted instantly, raising his voice, but a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

He had something to hide, so he naturally wanted to avoid the topic of lie detector tests as much as possible. He only hoped to bring Huo Yuhao back to the White Tiger Clan first. As for what happened next, there were plenty of ways to deal with it slowly.

But how could Jin Tianming possibly give him that opportunity?

If Huo Yuhao were to be taken away by this old fox, and Mo Yan found out, he might exaggerate the story and spread it to the Dragon Soul group. In that case, Jin Tianming would lose all face!
His past is already enough for them to laugh at; we absolutely cannot add anything more to it!
"So you were worried about the lack of impartial referees." Jin Tianming seemed to suddenly realize something, a playful smile appearing on his lips. "Alright, then I'll find you an absolutely fair referee."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Everyone was stunned, and all eyes turned to Jin Tianming.

Everyone present on stage knew that Huo Yuhao's spirit-type martial soul was unique. Finding a referee who could keep the scene in check and ensure fairness was no easy task.
Could it be... that Jin Tianming has some hidden martial soul subordinate?
Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, Jin Tianming looked up at a certain direction in the audience and said loudly, "Senior Poison-Invincible! Shouldn't you repay the favor you owe me? Or are you going to continue hiding there watching the show?"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

A clear, slightly unruly laugh suddenly rang out, piercing through the noise of the arena.

Immediately afterwards, a figure stood up from a corner of the stands, stretched, and then appeared in the center of the arena like a ghost.

The appearance of this person was like a bombshell dropped into a calm lake, instantly creating a huge upheaval!
"It's the original form of Douluo! He's invincible!"

"My God! It's actually the current sect leader of the Body Sect!"

"Rumor has it that he has already broken through to the Limit Douluo realm. Is it true?"

Exclamations rose and fell, and everyone stared in awe and shock at the figure in the center of the arena.

Xu Jiujiu's pupils constricted sharply, and she subconsciously took a half step back, her voice trembling slightly: "Poison can't kill you, senior!"

At this moment, Dai Hao felt an immense pressure rushing towards him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

That was the aura of a top-tier expert, far beyond what an ordinary Title Douluo like him could compare to. His face instantly turned deathly pale, his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

Ignoring the commotion around him, Du Bu Si first glanced at Huo Yu Hao with interest, a hint of appreciation flashing in his cloudy yet sharp eyes.

Then, he turned his gaze to Dai Hao, whose face had turned pale, and said with a hint of mockery, "Little kitty, you don't have any objections to me being the referee, do you?"

"No...no, no objection!" Dai Hao practically spat out these words through gritted teeth.

There's a saying that everything has its counter, so no matter how unwilling he was, he had no choice but to accept his fate.

If he dared to utter even a single word of "no," and this Limit Douluo in front of him lost his temper, it would be even more difficult for him to take Yuhao away. "Alright." Poison Immortal nodded in satisfaction and stepped aside to make way.

His admiration for Huo Yuhao was considerable.

He even once considered taking the child back to the Body Sect to inherit his mantle.

Unfortunately, with Jin Tianming watching him like a hawk, his little scheme never even had a chance to sprout.

"Too difficult!" Du Bu Si sighed inwardly, and in the end, he could only helplessly give up the idea.

With the guarantee of the Limit Douluo, Poison Undying, Huo Yuhao's last trace of worry vanished.

He stepped up to Dai Hao, his gaze cold as frost, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable sense of pressure: "Are you ready, my father?"

He emphasized the last four words with extra force, as if they were tempered with ice, or as if they concealed a sharp knife, as if this lie detector test was merely the beginning of his revenge.

Meanwhile, outside the territory of the White Tiger Clan, in a secluded forest.

Tang San had just slipped out of the side gate of the White Tiger Duke's mansion, and he still looked a little flustered.

But before he could even catch his breath, he abruptly stopped, his eyes instantly becoming extremely alert as he stared intently at the figure that had suddenly appeared ahead.

"Why are you here? Dugu Luo!" Tang San's voice was a little hoarse, and his knuckles were white from gripping the hidden weapon.

The woman before him was dressed in black, toying with a small, completely black bottle in her hand. A faint purple and green mist swirled around the bottle, clearly indicating that it was coated with deadly poison.

It was none other than Dugu Luo, whom he feared greatly!

"Why am I here?" Dugu Luo tilted his head, a strange smile playing on his lips, but his beautiful eyes were devoid of any warmth. "I just happen to need a guinea pig to test my newly developed poison."

"Tell me, is this reason enough?"

"You madman!" Tang San shouted angrily, his unease growing stronger.

He knew very well that he was no match for Dugu Luo! In terms of poison, the Tang Clan's poison techniques might be exquisite, but they were simply no match for Dugu Luo, a master of poisons!
“Yes.” Dugu Luo nodded slowly, his tone light but carrying a chilling undertone. “I am a madman, a madman who wants to kill you.”

Tang San's heart skipped a beat, and he dared not hesitate any longer. He turned around and tried to use the Ghost Shadow Step to escape from this place.

But as soon as he moved, he froze.

Unbeknownst to me, the surrounding environment had already quietly changed.

The once lush forest has turned into a swamp filled with dark green miasma!

The mud underfoot was sticky and slippery, emitting a pungent, fishy stench. Occasionally, murky bubbles would rise from the swamp, releasing a dizzying toxic gas the moment they burst.

This is no longer a secluded grove; it's clearly a slaughterhouse teeming with deadly poison!
Standing on the opposite bank of the swamp, Dugu Luo slowly raised his hand, brought the poison bottle to his lips, and gently blew on it.

Her figure, shrouded in miasma, appeared exceptionally eerie, resembling a butcher wielding deadly poison!

Seeing this scene before him, Tang San, who was known as the patriarch of the Tang Clan and had experienced countless storms, suddenly had his pupils contract. An unprecedented fear, like a cold venomous snake, instantly coiled around his heart!

...(End of chapter)