Transcendent Insight: A Dimensional Journey Starting from Douluo

Wu Tong withdrew his consciousness from the chat group. The sky was gradually brightening, and a thin morning mist enveloped the Sunset Fore

Wu Tong withdrew his consciousness from the chat group.

The sky was gradually brightening, and a thin morning mist enveloped the Sunset Forest. With a thought, a silver coin materialized in his palm.

The coin, about the size of a baby's fist, was exquisitely crafted. One side bore intricate symbols of resurrection, while the other depicted motifs of life. It was one of the 154 Resurrection Coins he had managed to snatch.

What some desperately seek in vain is casually obtainable in other worlds.

With these coins, Wu Tong was confident he could amass vast resources—and with resources, his early rise was inevitable.

Just as he pondered how to broach the topic of the Resurrection Coins with Dugu Bo, the old man arrived with Dugu Yan in tow.

"You little monster, what were you doing at the bottom of this cliff? No wonder we couldn't find you up there. Looks like you've absorbed an immortal herb too. How do you feel? How much has your spirit power increased?" Dugu Bo grinned, noting Wu Tong's visibly enhanced physique.

"Spirit power? I haven't checked yet, but if my estimates are correct… probably ten levels."

Wu Tong smiled at the now detoxified pair.

"Which means the spirit beast you prepared for me just turned into two."

As the king of immortal herbs, the Enlightenment Bodhi Flower had devoted most of its energy to evolving his martial soul. Yet even the residual energy, combined with his relentless cultivation during bottlenecks, was enough to boost him by ten levels.

"What?! So you're telling me you're already a Spirit King at twelve years old?"

Dugu Bo was floored. A Spirit King at twelve—unprecedented in history!

Wu Tong didn't deny it. "Exactly. So, old man, my spirit rings are in your hands now."

"Leave it to me. Fighting and killing are my specialties."

Dugu Bo agreed readily. An extra spirit beast was trivial for a Titled Douluo.

"By the way, old man, this was my original plan to detoxify Yan'er. It's unnecessary now, but keep it—just in case any future descendants suffer from martial soul degradation."

Wu Tong retrieved a slip of paper from his Taiji bracelet and handed it over.

Dugu Bo took it and read:

[Spirit Beast: Nine-Leaf Toxic Pearl Vine]

Absorbs toxins through unique plant veins, converting them into poison pearls (one pearl per leaf, max nine).

Highly compatible with the Jade Phosphorus Snake.

Spirit ring may grant a toxin-condensing skill, allowing users to:

Convert bodily toxins into pearls, eliminating backlash.

Store pearls as disposable weapons.

Note: Protect and cultivate this species for the Dugu family's future.

Dugu Bo burst into laughter—then tears.

As a Titled Douluo, he instantly recognized the method's validity.

The poison that plagued our family for generations… solved by a single spirit ring?

And the skill was combat-efficient, not wasting ring slots.

Once composed, he carefully folded the paper and stored it solemnly.

"You little monster… You've resolved our family's curse just like that. As thanks—" He took a deep breath. "—this herbal garden is yours."

Wu Tong's eyes widened. "You're serious? You're giving me the Ice Fire Yin Yang Eye?"

He searched Dugu Bo's expression for regret but found none—only resolve.

Dugu Bo had weighed it carefully:

A twelve-year-old Spirit King with monstrous potential.

The continent's top strategist, with vast connections.

The savior of him and his granddaughter.

The perfect investment.

And if Wu Tong became his grandson-in-law (thanks to butterfly effects derailing Yan'er's original romance), wouldn't his assets—and he himself—technically belong to the Dugu family?

Wu Tong, oblivious to the old man's scheming (his Heart's Eye didn't react to non-malicious intent), hesitated.

"I do need this place. Its accelerated plant growth is crucial for my plans… Alright, I accept."

He'd planned to trade Resurrection Coins for the herbs, but Dugu Bo had handed him the entire treasure trove.

The benefits are too immense.

With the garden's ability to mass-produce high-grade herbs (albeit slower than the Heaven-Swallowing Vial), it was a limitless point fountain.

If he treats me as a national treasure, I'll repay him as one.

Raised under the red flag, Wu Tong's ethos was clear: Debts must be repaid—kindness or vengeance.

"Then it's settled!" Dugu Bo pressed, fearing Wu Tong might reconsider. "Tell me which spirit beasts you need."

"Not yet." Wu Tong stopped him. "First, go to my Paradise Pavilion in Heaven Dou City and fetch all my stored resources with this."

He handed over a spatial ring.

I'll hunt spirit beasts after exchanging for Great Sage—its analytical powers will maximize my gains.

Dugu Bo frowned. "Why? I have resources here."

"Yours won't suffice. You'll understand once you bring them."

Wu Tong dodged further explanation, urging him to hurry.

"…Fine. If it's not enough, the Dugu family's reserves are at your disposal."

With that, Dugu Bo departed for Heaven Dou City.

Meanwhile, Wu Tong grabbed a shovel and began harvesting the garden.

Cassia seeds, angelica, nine-leaf Paris polyphylla, coptis… Each herb was uprooted and sold directly to the chat group.

Ding! +100 points… +1,300… +9,600…

The constant chime of incoming points fueled his frenzy.

By the time he'd sold every non-immortal herb and vials of the spring water, his balance had skyrocketed to 1.5 million points.

He surveyed the ravaged garden—once vibrant, now resembling a dog's chew toy.

"Well… The roots are intact. With the springs' boost, they'll regrow in months. Centuries-old herbs, though? That'll take years."

A small price for a fortune in points.

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