Lu Feng turned his head and saw a man and a woman, two slender figures, standing at the entrance of the tavern.
One was dressed in black, and the other was also dressed in black.
The young man was handsome, with short blond hair. He was not tall, and his whole person looked very energetic.
The young woman, however, was his opposite. Not only was she dressed in black, but her face was even covered with a layer of black gauze. She had a slender figure, and her waterfall-like long blue hair was draped down her back.
"Welcome!" A waiter trotted to the entrance and bowed slightly to the two.
The blond young man scanned the hall and frowned slightly. "Do you have any private rooms here? Arrange the best one for me!"
"No need, Osler. There aren't many people in the hall anyway. Let's just wait here. What if the captain and the others arrive later and can't find us."
The young woman spoke slowly. Her voice was very pleasant, but it was extremely hollow, giving people an unreal feeling.
"Alright, I'll listen to you," the blond young man said casually.
At this moment, the young man noticed Lu Feng's gaze. A trace of displeasure rose in his eyes, and he said, "What are you looking at!"
The young woman nodded politely at Lu Feng, then tugged on her companion's sleeve. "Osler, he doesn't mean any harm."
"Heh~" Lu Feng chuckled lightly, raised his glass in a gesture to the two, and then turned his gaze away.
Osler? Ye Lingling? The Imperial Fight Team?
Lu Feng's eyes were covered with a layer of purple as he secretly sized up the two.
Soul Grandmaster cultivation...
In the original work, the Imperial Fight Team first appeared in the Great Spirit Arena of Suotuo City. At that time, all of them were three-ring Soul Elders.
What are they doing in the Star Dou Great Forest? Hunting for soul rings? Lu Feng frowned slightly.
He had no interest in the Imperial Fight Team, but the team's vice-captain, Dugu Yan, was a person Lu Feng had to pay attention to.
There was no helping it; Lu Feng was greedy for her family's assets.
Dugu Bo had an eccentric personality, being both righteous and evil, and had always acted according to his own preferences.
If Lu Feng were to jump in front of him and shout, "You're sick!"...
Lu Feng might just be slapped to death on the spot.
As the sole heir of the family, Dugu Yan was the apple of Dugu Bo's eye. Dugu Bo doted on her, granted her every request, was afraid of dropping her if he held her in his hands, and afraid of her melting if he held her in his mouth.
Therefore, the plan was to first get in touch with Dugu Yan and use her as a backdoor.
Then, by getting close to Dugu Bo, the matter of the immortal herbs would be halfway done.
At this moment, Osler said with a bit of a complaint, "Lingling, what do you think Teacher Qin was thinking? Making us run all this way to help the vice-captain hunt for a soul beast. Wouldn't it have been better to just go to the Sunset Forest?"
"Mm..."
Ye Lingling thought for a moment and said, "I guess Teacher Qin wants us to get more training. Look, from the Heaven Dou Imperial Capital to the Star Dou Forest, we ran for half the journey."
"Sigh, my legs are about to break. Lingling, what kind of soul beast do you think the vice-captain should hunt for her third soul ring?" Osler asked.
Ye Lingling thought for a moment. "It should be a Jade Phosphor Serpent or a Purple Phosphor Serpent of over fifteen hundred years."
Hearing this, Lu Feng couldn't help but frown.
After deciding to plot for the immortal herbs, Lu Feng had been thinking about a question: where did the potent poison on Dugu Bo come from?
In the original work, there was another master of poison who was also at the Titled Douluo cultivation level—the Porcupinefish Douluo.
How come he wasn't poisoned to death?
Lu Feng guessed that the poison on Dugu Bo might be related to the poison-attribute soul rings he had absorbed, but there was no necessary connection.
Otherwise, all those soul masters who had absorbed Jade Phosphor Serpent or Man-Faced Demon Spider rings would have all been poisoned to death long ago.
Everything could only be answered after meeting them in person.
"Speaking of which, the vice-captain broke through to level thirty at the age of fourteen. She's truly gifted," Osler quickly returned to his smiling self and said with some excitement.
After speaking, his face changed to a resentful expression. "I'm only at level twenty-eight. I don't know when I'll be able to break through to Soul Elder. Damn it!"
Before Ye Lingling could reply, an arrogant voice was suddenly heard from the entrance:
"This crappy place is barely acceptable. Waiter, where is everyone?"
"Huh? What a familiar line," Osler looked towards the source of the voice and saw a young man in a white tight-fitting outfit walk in.
He didn't look very old, was about 1.7 meters tall, and was quite handsome. His long blond hair flowed smoothly down his back, making him look even more dashing and unrestrained.
What was most eye-catching were his eyes. He had been born with heterochromia, which made him look very mysterious.
"Waiter, bring me one of each of your signature dishes. Be quick about it, or else this young master will tear down your crappy shop," the young man said with a hint of arrogance.
"Yes, yes, sir, please wait a moment," a waiter, seeing this, hurried over to greet him.
"Holy crap! This person dares to be even more arrogant than me!" Osler looked the young man up and down, a layer of undisguised provocation appearing in his eyes.
This timing, those eyes... is he Dai Mubai?
Lu Feng sized up the young man. This blond hair and his signature heterochromia should be Dai Mubai from the original work.
First, I met the Imperial Fight Team, and now a Dai Mubai has appeared. Heh, what a coincidence.
In the original work, when Dai Mubai was twelve, he had fled the Star Luo Empire alone to escape the pressure from Davis and had hidden in Suotuo City.
When Dai Mubai first appeared, he was fifteen years old and at level thirty-seven soul power...
Tang San reached level twenty-nine at the age of twelve. If Tang San didn't have the external soul bone and immortal herbs, at the age of fifteen, he would at most be at the Soul Ancestor level.
Hu Liena broke through to Soul Ancestor at the age of fifteen, and Xie Yue and Yan broke through to Soul Ancestor at the age of sixteen. The three were thus hailed as the 'Golden Generation' of the Spirit Hall.
From this, it seems that Dai Mubai's talent is indeed not bad. Although his private life is a bit messy, he has not neglected his cultivation.
Dai Mubai seems to be escaping reality, but in fact, he is probably making a strategic retreat. If he had stayed in the Star Luo Empire, Davis would absolutely not have let him cultivate so comfortably, Lu Feng thought to himself.
Although he did abandon his own fiancée, and then someone else picked her up...
Wait, where are my thoughts going...
"Kid, what are you looking at!" Seemingly noticing Osler's gaze, Dai Mubai said coldly.
"Yo ho, quite arrogant, aren't you! In all my life, no one has ever dared to talk to me like that!" Osler stood up directly and slammed his hand on the table.
"What a coincidence. In all my life, no one has dared to speak loudly to me either!" Dai Mubai looked at Osler with contempt, and a faint wave of soul power emanated from his body.
"Osler, don't be impulsive," Ye Lingling tugged on his sleeve and said in a low voice.
"Huh!"
At this moment, Dai Mubai noticed Ye Lingling, and a glint appeared in his eyes.
It was clearly the kind of colored light that appears in the eyes of a big tiger when it sees a little white rabbit.
"Hmph!" Dai Mubai snorted lightly and found a place to sit down.
Osler sized up Dai Mubai again. A faint wave of soul power was coming from the other party's body; it seemed he was also a soul master. Although his level was a bit lower than his own, it was not by much.
His soul power is relatively restless, and his body is very sturdy. He's most likely a power attack system Soul Grandmaster, Osler quickly made a judgment in his heart.
"Hmph, I am a magnanimous person. I won't stoop to your level."
After speaking, Osler winked at Ye Lingling without leaving a trace. "Lingling, if we fight later, remember to support me secretly."