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Chapter 43: Consuming Immortal Herbs, The War Spear's Terrifying Evolution
🕑 Added 2025-07-29 06:06:13 +0000 UTC"What the hell, here we go with the master-disciple routine again!"
At this moment, Ignaz looked at Dugu Bo’s somewhat arrogant expression and was simply speechless. Although Dugu Bo, before him, was already a Super Douluo—and taking him as a master would essentially provide a powerful protector for his cultivation path, which would indeed be a good thing—Dugu Bo specialized in poison. In contrast, Ignaz’s own spirit cultivation didn’t focus on poison. There were just some things that wouldn’t be compatible with them.
"What’s this? You’re actually hesitating, kid? I’m a dignified Titled Douluo who has never taken a disciple until now. Today I’m in a good mood and willing to take you as my student—you should consider yourself lucky."
Seeing Ignaz’s indecisive expression, Dugu Bo felt somewhat displeased. A dignified Titled Douluo like himself being rejected by a mere Spirit Elder?
If he hadn’t discovered that this kid was only thirteen years old with level 35 Spirit Elder cultivation—a decent genius—and had helped with his spirit evolution, Dugu Bo wouldn’t have considered taking a disciple at all.
"No, senior, I appreciate your kind intentions."
Ignaz paused, then continued:
"To be honest, I come from Sea God Island and belong to the Sea Spear City Spirit Masters. The Sea Spear Douluo is my master, so..."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo immediately flashed in front of Ignaz, looking at him with a suddenly terrifying gaze.
"Really? You may be full of tricks, kid, but you can’t fool me!"
"Well, how could I deceive a Titled Douluo? Most of my abilities were taught by my master."
Ignaz’s eyes revealed an incredibly sincere expression, though inwardly he was slightly panicked, constantly praying:
Sea God Island, Sea Spear Douluo—I’m a child of the Sea God, protected by the Sea God’s blessing. Borrowing Sea God Island’s identity shouldn’t be a big problem, right?
Dugu Bo stared into Ignaz’s eyes for a moment, then helplessly waved his sleeve behind his back, showing a regretful expression.
"Sigh, then forget about the master-disciple matter."
Dugu Bo had heard of Sea God Island’s reputation. Over twenty years ago, Spirit Hall had sent elites to destroy it, only to suffer a crushing defeat—losing more than half their elite forces, including a Titled Douluo.
The Sea Spear Douluo that Ignaz mentioned might be one of the Titled Douluo-level Spirit Masters on Sea God Island. Their spirits were quite similar too—both spear-type spirits. It had to be said, Ignaz had found himself a very good master.
Seeing the slightly disappointed Dugu Bo, Ignaz didn’t want to miss the chance to gain a level 95 Super Douluo as a protector. He tentatively leaned closer and whispered:
"Since I can’t become the senior’s disciple, maybe I could try becoming the senior’s granddaughter’s good friend."
"You brat, do you know who you’re talking to?"
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo slapped Ignaz’s back. Though he held back his strength, it still caused Ignaz pain.
"If that doesn’t work out, I could seriously consider your granddaughter, too!"
Dugu Bo was still irritated by Ignaz’s words. What did he mean by consider? Even so, while there weren’t a thousand people pursuing Yanyan, there were at least a few hundred. Recently, Old Dragon’s grandson had been the most sincere—and had the strongest backing—among all her suitors.
"Forget it. Hurry up and fix your spirit defects. I still need to bring Yanyan here and don’t have time to argue with you, kid."
Dugu Bo treated Ignaz’s remarks as jokes. Although he had now reached the level 95 Super Douluo realm—matching or perhaps even slightly surpassing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan master in strength—
Yu Tianheng’s talent among the younger generation wasn’t bad either. With the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan’s support and his genuine affection for Dugu Yan, a marriage between them would be ideal.
Still, if that didn’t work out, considering the brat in front of him wouldn’t be a bad option either. Dugu Bo instantly vanished from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Now Ignaz could finally absorb the immortal herbs in peace. He took out the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, first consuming the dew between its leaves, then swallowing the entire plant.
Sitting cross-legged, several streams of golden energy converged toward his center, not only expanding his spiritual power but also nourishing the Thunder Dragon Fish external spirit bone on his head.
Soon, Ignaz exhaled a breath of golden, turbid air. He slowly opened his eyes, finding his vision greatly enhanced and his perception of the outside world particularly sharp.
Especially the continuously flowing blue and red spirit power fluctuations above the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well—under Ignaz’s observation, they were now extremely clear.
"This must be the energy emanating from the Ice and Fire Dragon King bones at the bottom of the pool! Unfortunately, with my current spiritual power, I still can’t sense them directly."
Ignaz was deeply interested in the fallen Ice and Fire Dragon King bones. After all, they contained not only pure dragon clan essence blood but also two-hundred-thousand-year spirit bones.
But even if he consumed the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and Infernal Delicate Apricot to gain immunity to ice and fire, his current physique still couldn’t reach the bottom. Moreover, if he extracted all the dragon bones and dragon blood, this treasure land would lose its energy source and become just an ordinary spring within ten thousand years.
If he wanted to seize the spirit bones while preserving the treasure land’s sustainability, he’d need another plan.
Ignaz then took out the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum and, most crucially, the Beautiful Silk Tulip.
"Now I have nearly triple the spiritual power. Even after my spirit evolves, I can stably control both the blood energy and the Blood Thunder War Spear spirit!"
Ignaz first consumed the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, then swallowed the Beautiful Silk Tulip. The chrysanthemum tempered his body, and under his flesh’s absorption, forged his body into an indestructible vajra form.
The Beautiful Silk Tulip, guided by its internal spirit power, sent massive amounts of pure energy surging toward his Blood Thunder War Spear spirit.
Bang—
Suddenly, a muffled sound erupted from within Ignaz’s body. The Blood Thunder War Spear automatically manifested, firmly planted in the ground before him.
Starting from the war spear and Ignaz himself, thick waves of bloody scent spread outward, forming a large elliptical blood mist that enveloped both him and the spear.
Countless roars, struggles, and desperate cries from wild beasts, spirit beasts, and humans echoed from within the mist, as though trying to escape. The entire scene was deeply terrifying.
At this moment, Dugu Bo had already brought Dugu Yan to the area. As soon as they arrived, they were stunned by the blood mist in front of them.
Especially Dugu Yan—when she smelled the thick bloody scent in the air and saw the shifting figures in the mist—sometimes human, sometimes beast—struggling to break free, she fearfully hid behind Dugu Bo, dry-heaving repeatedly.
"Grandpa, this blood mist—it wasn’t created by that Ignaz, was it?"
