Douluo Dao : Soul Archer: The Bow of Destiny

Feng Xuan stepped through the grand entrance of Thunder Abyss Academy, his sharp golden eyes scanning the structured environment around him. The academy was disciplined and organized, contrasting with Shrek Academy's more rugged and chaotic nature. Though it lacked the sheer majesty of Spirit Hall Academy, it still carried a refined aura of strength.

He had been swiftly enrolled without much resistance. His skills and sheer potential ensured that no academy would turn him away.

After completing the necessary formalities, an elder had called upon a student to guide him to his dormitory.

"Feng Xuan, right?"

Feng Xuan turned to see a young man standing before him, wearing the academy's uniform. His expression was neutral, though there was a flicker of curiosity in his eyes.

"I'm Wei Lin. The teacher asked me to help you find your dorm."

Feng Xuan gave a slight nod. "Lead the way."

As they walked through the academy's well-maintained pathways, Wei Lin spoke casually.

"You caused quite a stir at the entrance. Some of the senior students are already talking about you," he said with a slight chuckle. "It's not often someone walks in and claims they'll be known soon."

Feng Xuan didn't reply, simply letting a small smirk form on his lips.

After a few minutes, they arrived at the dormitory building. It was a large, multi-story structure built for students to stay during their academy years.

However, instead of being led to a shared room, Wei Lin stopped in front of a single wooden door at the far end of the hallway.

"This is your room. You've been given a personal one due to your potential," Wei Lin explained. "Most students have roommates, but the academy occasionally makes exceptions for those with extraordinary talent."

Feng Xuan pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The room was simple but well-furnished—equipped with a comfortable bed, a wooden desk, a meditation mat, and a window overlooking the training fields. It was perfect for his needs.

"Alright, I'll leave you to settle in," Wei Lin said, giving a brief nod before walking away.

Feng Xuan waited for the footsteps to fade before turning toward the door. He locked it, ensuring no interruptions.

Then, without hesitation, he activated his Teleportation Ability.

In an instant, his figure disappeared from the room—

—And reappeared at the Yin-Yang Well.

The moment Feng Xuan materialized within the Yin-Yang Well's mystical realm, he felt the overwhelming dual forces around him.

The left side radiated an intense, fiery heat, representing Yang energy. The right side exuded a freezing cold, the embodiment of Yin energy. These two forces coexisted in harmony, forming one of the most potent cultivation grounds in the world.

He had set this location as one of his teleportation coordinates long ago, allowing him to return whenever he needed.

However—

Just as he took a step forward, a violent fluctuation of spiritual energy erupted nearby.

Feng Xuan instantly knew something was wrong.

Before he could react, a powerful gust of wind blasted through the area, accompanied by a chilling, murderous intent.

Within moments, a green silhouette flashed before him, moving at terrifying speed.

A pair of piercing emerald eyes locked onto Feng Xuan.

A dense, poisonous aura filled the air.

Standing before him—his robes billowing from the sudden movement—was Dugu Bo, the Poison Douluo.

Feng Xuan remained calm, but his mind worked quickly.

Dugu Bo must have sensed the sudden spatial disturbance caused by his teleportation. Thinking an enemy had infiltrated his domain, he had rushed here, fully prepared to eliminate the intruder.

Dugu Bo's voice was sharp and commanding.

"Who dares trespass into my domain?!"

His spirit power surged, and toxic green mist spread through the air, ready to strike.

Feng Xuan did not move.

Instead, he slowly lifted his head, allowing his golden eyes to meet Dugu Bo's gaze.

"Relax, Elder Dugu. It's me."

A brief flicker of hesitation crossed Dugu Bo's face. His eyes narrowed as he examined Feng Xuan.

Recognition dawned upon him—but what followed was pure shock.

"You… Feng Xuan?!"

His expression twisted with disbelief.

He could feel the vast difference in Feng Xuan's strength. The last time they met, Feng Xuan had been a Spirit Elder.

But now?

His spirit power fluctuations were at the peak of Spirit Ancestor!

"Impossible," Dugu Bo muttered, stepping closer. He carefully observed Feng Xuan, sensing the dense and refined energy within him. His cultivation had advanced far beyond what was normal.

This growth rate…

It was monstrous.

"How…?" Dugu Bo was speechless. "The last time we met, you weren't even close to this level. How could you advance so quickly?!"

Feng Xuan smiled slightly, his confidence unshaken. "I trained."

Dugu Bo scoffed. "Don't joke. I've seen countless geniuses in my life, and none could grow at this rate."

But as much as he wanted to dismiss it as an exaggeration, the truth was undeniable—Feng Xuan had truly reached this level in such a short time.

His eyes locked onto Feng Xuan's figure, carefully analyzing him.

Then, his expression shifted from shock to curiosity.

"Tell me, how did you do it?"

Feng Xuan's smile deepened. "A combination of hard work, opportunity, and the right resources."

Dugu Bo stared at him for a long moment before letting out a low chuckle.

"Kid, you're a freak of nature."

Feng Xuan simply shrugged. "I'll take that as a compliment."

Dugu Bo sighed, shaking his head. "Hmph. Whatever. But I assume you didn't come here just to shock me with your progress."

Feng Xuan nodded. "I came to gather the herbs I had prepared for my friends. Also—"

His expression turned serious.

"I haven't forgotten my promise to you."

Dugu Bo's gaze flickered.

"You still intend to help remove my poison backlash?"

"I gave you my word," Feng Xuan said firmly.

A rare expression of appreciation flashed across Dugu Bo's face before he quickly masked it with his usual gruff demeanor.

"Hmph. You sure you're not just here to show off your ridiculous talent?"

Feng Xuan chuckled. "Not entirely."

Dugu Bo let out another sigh before smirking. "Fine, let's see if you really have a way to deal with my problem."

Feng Xuan turned toward the herbs growing around the Yin-Yang Well, already calculating the next steps in his mind.