Douluo Dalu 2: The True God King-Chapter 287: [DD2]:

["I-I'll give it to you, alright?"]

In the end, Infernal Delicate Apricot was still afraid of death. Faced with a direct threat to her life, she relented.

Her body trembled slightly, and a fiery red light enveloped her.

A transparent, flame-colored gelatinous substance, about half the size of a baby's fist, emerged.

["Here… here you go."]

Su Yu's eyes flashed coldly. He lifted his sword and slashed down, severing one of Infernal Delicate Apricot's branches.

["AH!!!"]

A scream of agony rang out. The other immortal grasses nearby recoiled in fear at Su Yu's sudden action.

"This is what happens when you don't cooperate."

Without hesitation, Su Yu thrust his hand into Infernal Delicate Apricot's core and yanked forcefully.

In the next moment, a large glob of transparent glue appeared in his hand.

If the previous portion of Scorching Glue was only about one-third the size of a baby's fist, then this new batch was as large as a full-grown adult's fist.

This Infernal Delicate Apricot had been hoarding so much of it!

"You thought you could fool me? Do you have that capability?"

Su Yu slashed again, slicing off a large portion of her petals.

["AHHH!!!"]

Infernal Delicate Apricot let out another shriek of misery, her entire body trembling violently in excruciating pain.

"Jiaojiao!"

Aromatic Silk Beauty cried out in shock, while the other immortal grasses peeked out cautiously.

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Although Su Yu's sword had struck Infernal Delicate Apricot, the others could almost feel her pain just by watching.

Su Yu raised his hand slightly, and the severed branch and petals floated into the air.

Infernal Delicate Apricot's foliage and petals gleamed like rubies, sparkling and translucent.

He cast a glance at her writhing figure, then, expressionless, turned and walked toward the shore, carrying the Scorching Glue, branches, and petals with him.

Infernal Delicate Apricot, as a hundred-thousand-year-old immortal grass, was an incredibly rare and precious treasure.

For these soul-beast-transformed immortal grasses, Su Yu had originally intended to take only their essence, leaving their main bodies unharmed.

After all, once they had cultivated into soul beasts, they had become living beings—there was no need to eradicate them.

But this Infernal Delicate Apricot had dared to play tricks on him.

To Su Yu, she was already a dead woman.

He wouldn't kill her just yet—he was saving her for Ma Xiaotao's eighth soul ring.

Ma Xiaotao was his own. Offering Infernal Delicate Apricot to her was simply putting waste to good use.

As Su Yu walked by, the many immortal grasses with intelligence all remained silent and motionless.

No amount of talking could compare to the deterrence of Su Yu's two sword strikes.

This man was serious about cutting!

Su Yu tossed the Infernal Delicate Apricot's branch and petals in front of Ma Xiaotao. He frowned slightly, feeling it wasn't enough, and grabbed a bit more Scorching Glue.

"Eat it."

Su Yu pointed at the materials and ordered.

Ma Xiaotao looked at the over-meter-long branch and petals, dumbfounded.

How… was she supposed to eat this?

But under Su Yu's gaze, she obediently began gnawing on it like a rabbit eating vegetables.

It took over ten minutes before she finished the branch and petals.

As for the remaining bit of Scorching Glue, that was easy—she just popped it into her mouth.

As the materials entered her body, Ma Xiaotao's entire form erupted with a brilliant red glow.

Su Yu grabbed her and casually tossed her into the Yang Spring.

With a loud splash, Ma Xiaotao sank into the water, her clothes instantly turning to ashes.

"Senior, don't you dare peek."

Su Yu's indifferent voice rang out.

Haibo Dong scoffed and turned away. Mu Wu looked up at the sky. Chen Xin stared at his Seven Kill Sword as if it were the most fascinating thing in the world.

Su Yu chuckled, then took out the Ice Crystal and Scorching Glue.

About two-thirds of both remained.

He swallowed them at the same time, removed his outer garments, and jumped straight into the convergence point of the Ice and Fire Well.

A nine-colored glow enveloped his body.

In the next instant, sky-piercing blue and red lights surged upward.

Extreme cold and extreme heat gathered within Su Yu, refining his physique with the ultimate balance of ice and fire.

—

Seagod Pavilion.

In a secluded meditation chamber, an old man sat cross-legged on a prayer mat. His attire was ragged, and his hair was a messy tangle.

This was Xuan Zi.

Ever since Du Busi wreaked havoc at Shrek Academy, Xuanzi had been deeply shaken.

He thirsted for power more than ever.

He knew that with his damaged foundation, he could never progress further, but still, he refused to accept fate.

Since Mu En's death, he had devoted himself entirely to cultivation, never ceasing for even a moment.

Months had passed.

But haste makes waste. The more he forcefully pushed himself, the greater the risk of an accident.

A deep yellow glow enveloped his body, emanating an aura as solid as the earth itself.

Yet, as his soul power circulated, an eerie trace of dark red light began to seep into the yellow radiance.

Xuanzi's eyes remained tightly shut, veins bulging on his forehead, sweat pouring down his face.

He had unknowingly entered a strange illusion.

In this illusion, he saw Du Busi.

"Xuanzi, you think you're worthy to fight me?"

"Level 96? How pathetic."

"With that power? Laughable."

"Xuanzi, after a few decades, you've become completely useless."

"You're so weak now."

"So weak… so weak… so weak…"

—

The mocking words echoed endlessly in his mind, violently stirring his emotions.

The dark red glow began to spread, corrupting the deep yellow aura.

Xuanzi's body trembled, sweat dripping more and more.

Finally, at a certain moment—

His suppressed emotions exploded.

The dark red glow surged out, instantly swallowing the deep yellow radiance.

An overwhelming, ferocious killing intent erupted.

His aura skyrocketed—

Level 96 Peak.

Level 97.

Level 97 Peak.

Level 98.

.....

Xuan Zi's aura surged like a rocket, skyrocketing to level 98 in just a moment.

At that instant, Xuan Zi suddenly opened his eyes.

His pitch-black pupils instantly turned blood-red, and his originally dark hair transformed into a deep crimson hue. A dark red Taotie mark emerged on his forehead, and sinister crimson demonic patterns began to creep up both sides of his face.

The evil Taotie bloodline, which had previously been suppressed, erupted once again in an eerie resurgence.

Xuan Zi had once again fallen into demonic corruption.

And this time, the eruption was even more violent than the first.

"Roar!"

A bestial roar, utterly inhuman, erupted from Xuan Zi's throat as his aura surged to its peak—level 98 at its very limit.

Even in his prime, Xuan Zi had never reached such heights.

Yet under this demonic transformation, he had done so.

Now completely consumed by madness, Xuan Zi had lost all reason, leaving only boundless bloodlust and an insatiable desire to kill.

At this moment, all he wanted was slaughter.

"Boom!"

The grand doors, carved from ancient goldenwood, were blasted apart as Xuan Zi charged through, his aura of murderous rage sweeping forth like a tempest.

Just then, an elderly white-haired man sensed the disturbance and stepped out from a nearby room—only to find himself face-to-face with the terrifyingly transformed Xuan Zi.

The old man was stunned at the sight.

"Elder Xuan, what's wrong with you?"

But before he could even finish speaking, Xuan Zi had already flickered before him in an instant.

With lightning speed, his razor-sharp, dark-red claws pierced straight into the old man's abdomen.

The elder's face was filled with disbelief as blood gushed from his mouth.

Before he could utter another word, the frenzied Xuan Zi violently slashed his claws, ripping the old man open. His internal organs burst apart in a gruesome explosion.

Even though the elder was a level 95 Healing-type Super Douluo, such a wound was beyond saving—death was inevitable.

As the light faded from his eyes, the old man collapsed lifelessly.

"Elder Zhuang!"

A cry of shock and horror rang out.

Qian Duoduo's face turned pale with disbelief, terror written across his expression.

Behind him, Xian Lin'er's beautiful face lost all color, as if she had just witnessed something truly nightmarish.

"Roar!"

Hearing their voices, Xuan Zi let out another furious roar. His dark-red energy flared as he lunged toward them with killing intent.

The sheer force of his level 98 peak soul power, combined with the terrifying might of his dark Taotie transformation, sent an overwhelming sense of impending doom crashing down upon Qian Duoduo and Xian Lin'er.

There was no time to think.

Both of them immediately activated their soul power defenses and triggered their soul tools' protective barriers.

Yet against Xuan Zi's claw strike, all defenses were as fragile as thin paper, torn apart in an instant.

In a desperate moment, Qian Duoduo detonated his soul tool, using the explosion's force to push Xian Lin'er away.

The blast barely managed to deflect Xuan Zi's attack, but the backlash sent Qian Duoduo flying, coughing up mouthfuls of blood.

"Duoduo!"

Xian Lin'er screamed in panic and rushed toward him.

But Xuan Zi, devoid of mercy, paid no heed to her cries.

With his remaining left claw, he swung ruthlessly at Xian Lin'er's head.

If both of them combined had stood no chance against him—what hope did Xian Lin'er alone have now?

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