Chapter 88: Oh my god, my Master might be a Transmigrator!
Chapter 88: Oh my god, my Master might be a Transmigrator!
He walked about a hundred steps out of the Herb Garden and arrived at a relatively open clearing.
Only then did Dugu Bo speak respectfully:
"His Holiness the Pope, the Spirit Bone Detoxification Method you told me about earlier is very effective, and the toxins in my body have stabilized."
His voice became even more sincere: "I, Dugu Bo, am willing to pledge my lifelong allegiance to you, going through fire and water without hesitation!"
"Mm."
Bibi Dong responded faintly, her gaze still fixed on the direction of the Herb Garden.
"Spirit Bone Detoxification is only a temporary measure; it treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Over time, the toxins will accumulate again."
Dugu Bo’s expression shifted slightly.
Of course, he understood this.
But fortunately, he had found the Method of Extending Life for Yan Yan, and he also had the suitable Spirit Bone bestowed by His Holiness the Pope.
Bibi Dong changed the subject: "However, A-Qing has a method that can completely detoxify you and your daughter without affecting your Poison Arts."
"!!!"
A sharp light suddenly burst forth in Dugu Bo’s eyes, and he trembled with excitement.
"You, what did you say? That young man... actually knows the method for complete detoxification?"
He had Cultivated his Poison Arts for decades and suffered deeply from the poison backlash.
His son died young because of it, and his granddaughter Dugu Yan was constantly under threat.
To find a cure, he had exhausted countless efforts, pored over ancient texts, and tasted numerous herbs, yet he never found a permanent remedy.
Hearing Bibi Dong’s words now, he was so excited he almost rushed back into the Herb Garden to ask Lin Qingmo.
Bibi Dong saw through his thoughts.
Her eyes suddenly turned cold, and the Aura of a Titled Douluo was released without reservation.
The surrounding air instantly solidified, and the temperature plummeted.
"Do not harbor any inappropriate thoughts toward him."
Her voice was bone-chillingly cold, carrying an undeniable warning:
"A-Qing is someone I value. To see him is to see me, understand?"
"!"
Dugu Bo trembled all over, as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head, instantly sobering him up.
Bibi Dong’s icy gaze sent a chilling coldness through his heart.
He quickly bowed his head: "Yes! This subordinate understands!"
"To see the Young Lord is to see His Holiness the Pope!"
At this moment, he truly realized that Lin Qingmo’s identity was absolutely extraordinary.
To be valued so highly by the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall, who even came here personally just to pave the way for this young man... the background of this blue-haired youth was probably far more terrifying than he had imagined.
"Mm."
Bibi Dong withdrew her Aura, her tone softening slightly:
"Go. In the future, you must satisfy every request A-Qing makes, without any negligence."
"Yes! This subordinate obeys!"
Dugu Bo responded respectfully, his heart also filled with curiosity about Lin Qingmo.
What was so special about this young man?
Inside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well’s Herb Garden, mist swirled.
Lin Qingmo leaned against a large tree, his fingers quickly tracing movements in the Void Realm.
The expression on his face was marvelous.
Three parts shock, three parts excitement, and four parts the daze of "Am I still dreaming?"
The Light Screen of the Chat Group floated before him, and message notifications chimed incessantly.
[Daddy Douluo]: Family! Something huge has happened!
He typed furiously, so fast that his fingers left afterimages.
[Daddy Douluo]: I suspect my Master is a Transmigrator!
[Daddy Douluo]: "Image" "Image"
Two high-definition photos were thrown into the group chat.
The first was a panoramic view of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well—a strange pool where ice blue and crimson intertwined, surrounded by Immortal Herbs and Spirit Medicine, with Spiritual Qi so dense it almost overflowed the screen.
The second was the back view of Poison DouluoDugu Bo kneeling on one knee.
[Daddy Douluo]: See? The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well! My Master flew me here directly, like it was her own backyard!
[Daddy Douluo]: And here’s the most outrageous part—Dugu Bo, the Poison Douluo from the Original Work, knelt down so readily, opening his mouth with "Greetings, Liege!" Can you believe it? He said the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well is my Master’s Herb Garden, and he is my Master’s subordinate! I was completely dumbfounded!
Less than three seconds after the messages were sent, the Chat Group exploded.
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Eh? Eh? Eh?
Xiao Wu, who couldn’t fall asleep, nearly jumped off her bed when she saw the message.
[Little Witch]: What the hell? Poison DouluoDugu Bo has a Master? Are you kidding me!
The pastry Ning Rongrong was chewing dropped onto her book with a plop.
She frantically wiped the pages, her eyes glued to the Light Screen.
How could the Poison Douluo pledge allegiance to someone else?
[Big-Breasted Kitty]: A Titled Douluo... serving as a subordinate... Zhu Zhuqing, who was Meditating in the dormitory, also showed surprise on her cold face when she saw this message.
She knew very well what a Titled Douluo meant—an existence standing at the Peak of the Continent.
[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: Huh? Is your Master also a Transmigrator?
Liu Erlong was practicing martial arts in the academy’s backyard.
Startled, she smashed a boulder with one punch, and amidst the flying debris, she narrowed her eyes.
[Grass Mother]: No... Sigh.
Ah Yin’s sigh was so light it was almost inaudible.
She was the only one in the group who knew the truth, knew Bibi Dong’s true identity, and knew the reason behind all this.
But she couldn’t speak.
At least not yet.
That would break a subtle balance and might even bring danger to Lin Qingmo.
Ah Yin could only watch silently, her branches and leaves curling up, as if reassuring herself soundlessly: Wait a little longer, it’s not time yet... Bibi Dong’s purple eyes glanced at the Chat GroupLight Screen suspended in the air.
Seeing Lin Qingmo’s exaggerated exclamation marks and the "Transmigrator" conjecture, the corner of her lips curved into an interesting smile.
"So those strange things he said earlier were attempts to test if I was a Transmigrator?"
She recalled Lin Qingmo’s string of Secret Codes, such as "Hydrogen, Helium, Lithium, Beryllium, Boron," and "Odd change, even no change," and couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
It was a pity that she was not a Transmigrator.
She lightly tapped the Light Screen with her fingertip, and a line of text slowly appeared.
[The Pope Herself]: A-Qing, why do you say that? Why do you think your Master is a Transmigrator?
She deliberately used a formal tone, wanting to see what interesting topics this boy would bring up next.
She also wanted to know if there were other ways to identify Transmigrators.
Lin Qingmo took the bait, as expected.
[Daddy Douluo]: Isn’t it obvious enough? Imperial Sister, let me tell you, there are too many suspicious points!
[Daddy Douluo]: First, my Master is a Titled Douluo, ridiculously strong, and has a hundred thousand year spirit ring, but there is no such person in the Original Work!
This is absolutely illogical.
Logically speaking, how could such a powerful Titled Douluo be nameless?
[Daddy Douluo]: Secondly, she knows many methods to improve physical quality, including the function of Whale Glue, which is knowledge that shouldn’t exist in the current Knowledge System of the Douluo Continent era!
[Daddy Douluo]: Finally, she actually subdued the Poison Douluo and occupied the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well! This plot doesn’t match the Original Work at all!
Without Dugu Bo’s assistance and the Immortal Herbs, what will happen to Tang San in the future? Won’t the Shrek Seven Devils be ruined?
[Daddy Douluo]: Only a Transmigrator who holds the plot and plans ahead can explain all this!
He typed furiously, as if pouring out all the shock in his mind.
But after typing, he paused and added a sentence.
[Daddy Douluo]: But... I just tried to test Master with the TransmigratorSecret Code, but she looked confused and didn’t react at all.
[Daddy Douluo]: Is she a Transmigrator who hasn’t seen those memes? Or is she a Native Big Shot, and this is just a coincidence?
Lin Qingmo scratched his head, becoming uncertain himself.
(End of Chapter)
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