stonecrandall Chapter 8 Grandfather and Grandson's Night Talk
Chapter 8 Grandfather and Grandson's Night Talk
late at night.
Yang Hui practiced shooting in the courtyard.
There are no fancy moves, only the simplest and most basic thrusts, jabs, and sweeps.
Each style is simple and unadorned, yet it contains a kind of unwavering determination.
The tip of the gun sliced through the air, making a "whooshing" sound, like a dragon's roar or a tiger's howl.
Yang Wudi arrived at some unknown time and stood quietly to the side, without disturbing them.
Yang Hui holstered his gun and stood still, only to find that his grandfather had already come to stand in front of him.
"Hui'er, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Grandpa, I can't sleep."
Yang Wudi nodded slightly, reached out and patted his head, "Don't think too much, just focus on firing your gun."
"Okay." Yang Hui nodded.
Yang Wudi's voice was deep, "Hui'er, your talent is even greater than I imagined. But talent alone is not enough."
"Only when you convert your talent into strength and stand at the pinnacle of the continent can you truly be fearless."
His words were resounding and carried a powerful, moving force.
Looking at his grandfather, with that almost obsessive pride in his eyes, Yang Hui suddenly realized that his previous concerns were all too insignificant.
All he needed was a reason to believe.
"grandfather."
Yang Hui took a deep breath and made up his mind, "I...I had a dream."
"A dream?" Yang Wudi was somewhat surprised.
"Hmm." Yang Hui nodded. "I dreamt of a place in the Sunset Forest. It was... very hot, and very cold. Half of it was fire, and half of it was ice. There was a spring in the middle, and the water was colorful."
Yang Wudi's brows furrowed slightly.
"Beside that spring, there grew many... many strange grasses. Some looked like rooster combs and were red; some looked like chrysanthemums and were white; and some looked like lotus flowers and were golden..."
As Yang Hui spoke, he carefully observed his grandfather's expression.
When he uttered the words "cockscomb" and "chrysanthemum," he clearly saw Yang Wudi's pupils suddenly contract.
The old man's breathing also became rapid.
"What's so special about those grasses?" Yang Wudi's voice trembled slightly.
"I don't know," Yang Hui shook his head, "but in that dream, I felt... they were very powerful. If I ate them, it would definitely transform me!"
After a long silence, Yang Wudi finally spoke, "Hui'er, are you... sure it's just a dream?"
"I have no idea."
Yang Hui answered honestly, "But it felt so real. So real... I felt like I had actually been there."
Yang Wudi remained silent, perhaps this was the will of Heaven, and nodded slightly.
"Whether this dream is real or not, starting tomorrow, aside from cultivating the 'Seven Layers of Strength' and your soul power, you will dedicate all your remaining time to studying the pharmacopoeia!"
"Pharmacopoeia?"
"That's right!" A light that Yang Hui had never seen before gleamed in Yang Wudi's eyes. "Our Breaking Clan, besides guns, also has medicine! If the place you mentioned truly exists, then it's more than just a transformation!"
"Grandpa, but that place seems to have an owner," Yang Hui added. "I checked the information, and that person should be Poison Douluo Dugu Bo."
Upon hearing this, Yang Wudi's lips curled up involuntarily, revealing an expression of extreme confidence and even a hint of arrogance.
"Dugu Bo? Just a Jade Phosphorous Serpent?"
"In a one-on-one fight, he is no match for me."
Yang Hui also firmly believed this.
Dugu Bo is known as the "weakest Title Douluo," and his strength largely depends on the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Poison.
Without the poison, his raw strength wouldn't be outstanding among Title Douluos.
His grandfather, Yang Wudi, was a top-notch alchemist and toxicology master. He only needed to concoct an antidote for the poison of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent, or use his profound soul power in combination with the medicine to achieve a "poison immunity" effect.
A single move can decide the outcome of a battle, a single strike that determines life or death.
He found it hard to believe that Dugu Bo, who was poisoned, could survive such a shot.
"Grandpa, what about us...?"
"Go! Why not go!"
Yang Wudi replied without hesitation, "Fortune favors the bold! The place you mentioned is very likely the legendary Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire! The immortal herbs there can help you transform yourself. Even if it's a dragon's den or a tiger's lair, I'm still willing to venture in!"
"As for Dugu Bo..." Yang Wudi sneered, "If he knows what's good for him, he'll back down; if he doesn't, then let my Soul-Shattering Spear show him whether his poison is more potent or my spear is sharper!"
……
Two weeks later, deep in the Sunset Forest.
Towering ancient trees blocked out the sun, and the air was filled with a sweet and rotten smell. This was a poisonous miasma land, which ordinary soul masters would avoid at all costs, but at this moment, the two figures moved as if they were in an empty place.
Yang Hui followed closely behind Yang Wudi, his Soul-Breaking Spear always poised to strike.
"Grandpa, according to my... 'dream' guidance, the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well should be located in the deepest part of the forest."
Yang Hui said in a low voice.
Yang Wudi nodded, his gaze sweeping around like a hawk's: "I understand. But before that, let's get your second spirit ring first."
Ten days ago, Yang Hui's soul power had successfully broken through thanks to diligent cultivation and the combined effects of various rare tonics.
It took another five days to travel from the Star Luo Empire to the Sunset Forest of the Heaven Dou Empire, all in order to find the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye and, incidentally, obtain a Soul Ring.
Yang Hui nodded upon hearing this.
Although the Sunset Forest is full of poisonous miasma, it is also the habitat of various rare soul beasts in the Heaven Dou Empire. If one can obtain a second soul ring here, its quality will be far superior to that of ordinary soul masters.
"Hui'er, remember this."
As Yang Wudi led him through the intricate and complex poisonous forest, he taught him in a deep voice.
"You're training with guns, seeking to 'break through'. The soul skill 'Accumulate Power' is the foundation, and subsequent soul skills must complement it."
"And in this Sunset Forest, the only one that matches your spirit ring expectations is... the Golden Dragon Lizard! This spirit beast is a bloodline variant of the Red Poison Mist Lizard. We're now almost in the habitat of this type of spirit beast..."
Just then, a sickening scraping sound suddenly came from the dense forest ahead.
Yang Wudi paused, raising his hand to signal Yang Hui to be quiet.
Not far away, on an ancient tree, a crimson-red, lizard-shaped soul beast was coiled.
It was the size of an adult water buffalo, with a row of sharp bony spikes on its back. Most striking of all were its mouthparts, with two long fangs that gleamed with a metallic sheen, constantly spewing crimson gas at the tree trunk.
Wherever the airflow passed, the hard ironwood was corroded into a large hole as if ice and snow were melting, and the recoil from its expulsion made it as stable as Mount Tai on the tree trunk.
"Red Mist Poison Lizard?"
Yang Wudi frowned slightly, then a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
"No, look at the ferocious shape on its head, it's evolved bloodline. It must be a mutated 'Golden Dragon Lizard'!"
This beast is naturally ferocious and possesses immense strength. Its two fangs are specifically designed to penetrate defenses, and its spitting fire has tremendous penetrating and explosive power.
Golden Dragon Lizard!
Power, penetration, explosiveness!
This is the second spirit ring that was tailor-made for him!
"Grandpa, let me do it!"
Yang Hui gripped the Soul-Breaking Spear tightly, his soul power surged, and his first yellow soul ring quietly appeared.
"Alright, although this beast is only a little over a thousand years old, its attributes are excellent, and it is ferocious by nature. You need to be careful when dealing with it."
Yang Wudi took a half step back, leaving the battlefield to his grandson, but his soul power had already secretly locked onto the surroundings, just in case.