Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 265: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

"Dear seniors, you've taught me these skills—is there something you want me to do in return? After all, there's no such thing as a free lunch. To be honest, I envy these abilities, but I imagine such secret techniques wouldn't be passed on to me without some kind of cost, right?"

Chen Ming spoke candidly. To be honest, he wasn't very familiar with these people—they only got connected because of the Angel God. It was normal to receive guidance but to be taught secret techniques right away seemed a bit unusual.

"Huh? A cost?" The soul master with the Flaming Lion King martial soul opened his mouth wide and pointed to his face.

He had only heard that some signature techniques were going to be passed on. He thought that if he didn't teach his own, it might make him seem unfriendly, so he offered to pass his down as well. As for any kind of cost, he honestly hadn't thought about it.

Seeing the dumbfounded expression on the Flaming Lion King's soul master's face, the others couldn't help but cover their faces. They couldn't quite understand how someone like him could have become a Level 98 Super Douluo.

"Forget it. I'll be honest with you. I just want to know what's going on with my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan. I know the personalities of the people in my family—they've always been arrogant, and ever since I appeared, they've become even more conceited. When I was alive, they constantly whispered in my ear, urging me to overthrow the Spirit Hall and defeat the Angel God. Their strength was mediocre, but their ambitions were far greater than mine."

"I've been dead for thousands of years. Even if my descendants haven't completely died out, after hundreds of generations, I don't have much of a blood connection with them anymore."

At this point, the old ancestor of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan's face darkened.

"And those bastards... ugh, those ungrateful wretches—I don't even know what they're thinking. I've been here for thousands of years, and I haven't seen a single other Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon soul master sent into the Douluo Hall. Among over a thousand titled Douluos, I'm the only one with a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul."

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul is extremely high-quality, even across the entire continent. Even if my descendants are useless, it's impossible for there not to be a few super Douluos in every generation. At the very least, there should be two or three, or even three or four titled Douluos per generation. I just want to know—what happened to those bastards? Where are they buried?"

The Douluo Hall served a similar purpose to a Hall of Heroes. As long as the Angel God's plan remained intact, the titled Douluos buried here could essentially be resurrected. With their new bodies, the experience of a titled Douluo, and the support of the Angel God, they could rise to even greater heights, potentially reaching godhood.

When the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon ancestor was buried here, he didn't want to bother with his brainless clan anymore. After all, he was already dead, and didn't see the point in meddling further. He figured that his descendants would have their fortunes and that he had left them plenty of resources.

But who would have guessed that after entering the Douluo Hall, not only did he not die, but he also had the chance to be resurrected? This rekindled some of his ambitions.

He originally thought that in the thousands of years that had passed, even if his clan couldn't compare to the Angel Clan—which produced Ultimate Douluos in almost every generation—they should at least have a super Douluo and a few titled Douluos in each generation, right? When the world changed, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan could rise with the tide, couldn't they?

Instead, he waited for thousands of years, repeatedly asking the Angel God's divine consciousness dozens of times, only to hear the same answer: no Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon titled Douluos had entered the Douluo Hall.

If the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan had all died out, he could have been angry for a while and then let it go. But when he asked younger soul masters during guard rotations, he found out that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan was thriving—but they just looked down on the Spirit Hall.

If he weren't already a dead man and a soul body that couldn't easily perish, he figured he might have died again from sheer frustration at his descendants' stupidity.

"I just want to know what kind of mess the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan has become. I'm not asking you to intervene or anything—I just want some answers. This question has been bothering me for thousands of years, and I can't hold it in anymore."

"Alright, I'll gather the information and give it to you later," Chen Ming replied readily, nodding in agreement with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon ancestor.

Seeing how quickly Chen Ming agreed, the Fire Phoenix soul master coughed twice and, feeling a bit embarrassed, shared her thoughts:

"I see you as a brilliant young man with the potential to become a god. I've had a question for a long time and hope you can help me find an answer in the future. Of course, if you can't find it, that's okay—I've just been wondering about this for thousands of years."

"Why is it that my Phoenix martial soul, which isn't weaker than dragon-type martial souls, cannot produce a single true phoenix on the entire Douluo Continent? Why are dragon corpses so common, yet I couldn't find the corpse of a true phoenix in my lifetime? Why is it that dragon martial souls pass down their bloodlines stably, while the Phoenix bloodline weakens with each generation and becomes increasingly prone to dying out?"

"Cough, cough." At this point, the elderly Fire Phoenix soul master awkwardly cleared her throat, calming her excitement.

"My only wish is to understand whether the Phoenix martial souls have offended this world in some way. Why does it feel like the world is against the Phoenix lineage? Whether it's soul beasts or soul masters, it seems like phoenixes aren't very well-regarded. I just want to know the reason behind this."

Chen Ming did know the reason. The Douluo Continent was the Dragon God's domain. Regardless of whether the Dragon God was the rebel in the third installment or the ruler of the Dragon God Divine Realm in the fourth, the Dragon God had undoubtedly slain the True Phoenix God and taken the essence of its divine position. This caused the Phoenix God's divine position to drop from a God King to a second-level god, and the Phoenix race, as the defeated side, was purged.

There were no true phoenixes on the Douluo Continent—at least none recorded in its history. There were phoenix subspecies with phoenix-like bloodlines and appearances, as well as soul beasts that had elevated their bloodlines to become phoenixes. However, the Phoenix bloodline couldn't be passed on stably.

The Douluo Continent had ties to the Dragon God and was essentially the cradle of dragons. Naturally, this created some bias against the Phoenix lineage.

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"I've heard a little about this, but I'm not sure if it's true," Chen Ming cleared his throat and explained briefly.

"It's said that the Douluo Continent is the homeland of a deity called the Dragon God. This Dragon God didn't get along with the Phoenix God, and they fought a great battle. The Phoenix race suffered a purge, which might explain why the Douluo Continent is less accommodating to the Phoenix."

"Of course, this is just something I picked up here and there—there might be other reasons."

"Well, it seems the Phoenix lineage has been targeted." The elderly Fire Phoenix soul master wanted to curse up a storm but finally decided against it. She forced a smile at Chen Ming.

"Don't worry, young man. I will certainly teach you our Fire Phoenix lineage's ultimate technique, the Phoenix Dance of the Nine Heavens. Even if you don't have a Phoenix martial soul, your ultimate fire will still allow you to make great use of it."