Chapter 101: Beginning to Make a Name: The Flying General Nan Feihuang

The next morning, the academy's new semester began.

The Heaven Dou Royal Academy, which had been desolate for over a month, became lively once again.

Nan Feihuang, however, did not go to class; instead, he came to the academy square to wait for someone. After all, theoretically, he was still on a leave of absence.

Before long, he heard a familiar and hearty voice coming from afar, "Xiaofeijiang, the old man has arrived! Haven't seen you in a month, have you missed me? Hahaha."

The person who arrived wore emerald green robes, with white hair and a white beard; it was none other than the Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.

Originally, his hair and beard should have been green, but after most of the virulent poison was removed, they had gradually returned to normal, and the foul stench that had once perpetually permeated his body had dissipated entirely.

Facing someone he approved of, Dugu Bo lacked the gloominess he showed to outsiders, appearing instead very forthright and candid.

His voice contained thick soul power; although it was not overly loud, it echoed across the entire academy, allowing everyone to hear it clearly.

Within the Imperial Fighting Team, Yu Tianheng asked in confusion, "Flying General? Does that refer to Nan Feihuang? Since when did he have such a nickname?"

"My grandfather gave it to him. Grandfather told me that Junior Feihuang's dream seems to be to become some kind of world-renowned divine general, so he gave him this nickname. You have no idea how much my grandfather likes this Xiaofeijiang; during the month-long break, he mentioned him more than he mentioned me." Dugu Yan was clearly a bit jealous.

She always had the feeling that her grandfather was about to be snatched away.

Yu Tianheng smiled, "Heh, it is quite fitting. When I first sparred with Junior Feihuang, I had a feeling that the halberd techniques he used were more like those used by battlefield generals than the common self-created soul skills of Spirit Masters. So his dream is to become a battle general; no wonder he would learn such halberd techniques."

He walked up to Nan Feihuang and called out, "Junior Flying General, Happy New Year. I hope we can have even better cooperation this year."

Seeing their captain address him that way, Oslo, Ye Lingling, Yufeng, and the others also came forward to pay their respects, calling Nan Feihuang by the name Flying General.

Nan Feihuang felt a bit embarrassed, "Seniors, please stop teasing me. This is just a playful nickname between me and Senior Poison Douluo."

In front of outsiders, Nan Feihuang would not call Dugu Bo Old Poison; he still addressed him as Senior or Your Excellency.

This was not because Nan Feihuang was not free-spirited, but because his status restricted him; he was not a wild, free Spirit Master, but the Crown Prince of the Gu Lei Kingdom, and his every word and action represented the face of the Gu Lei Kingdom.

If he were to call a Title Douluo "Old Poison" in full view of everyone, many people would criticize Nan Feihuang for it, and some might even say the entire Gu Lei Kingdom royal family lacked etiquette.

Therefore, Nan Feihuang had long since agreed with Dugu Bo that the nicknames "Old Poison" and "Xiaofeijiang" could only be used when they were alone. In public, Nan Feihuang still had to call Dugu Bo by the titles he disliked: Senior or Your Excellency.

But this restriction only applied to Nan Feihuang. Dugu Bo did not care; he was a free Spirit Master who did not need to worry about etiquette, and as a dignified Title Douluo, he could call a child whatever he wanted.

Never mind a nickname like "Flying General" which clearly carried a positive connotation; even if he called Nan Feihuang a "stinky brat" or "little rascal," no one would say anything.

In fact, it wasn't just Yu Tianheng and the others; many students and even teachers at the academy quite accepted the nickname "Flying General."

Firstly, when Nan Feihuang wielded his halberd, he really looked like a battle general. Secondly, this nickname was personally given by a Title Douluo—who would dare not acknowledge it?

From this day on, Nan Feihuang's nickname, "Flying General," gradually began to spread through the academy students.

Dugu Bo walked to Nan Feihuang's side with a smile and said, "Alright, Xiaofeijiang, it's time to go. Don't forget, the leave of absence I applied for you hasn't expired yet; you still have to continue learning poison with me."

"Yes, Senior Poison Douluo!" Nan Feihuang acted very respectfully. There was no help for it; on the surface, the two were an elder and a junior, a Title Douluo teaching an ordinary student.

He could not be the least bit presumptuous toward Dugu Bo.

"Hmm!" Dugu Bo nodded, grabbed Nan Feihuang's shoulder, and flew out of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Once outside the academy, Nan Feihuang returned to his true self, "I say, Old Poison, in front of so many outsiders, could you not call me by such an arrogant nickname as 'Flying General'? I imagine those nobles are currently laughing at me for being overconfident."

"Hmph, those useless nobles, they wouldn't dare!" Dugu Bo said domineeringly, "Who would dare mock someone I, this old man, approve of? Besides, you are only ten years old and have already become a Tiandou Grade Student. I suspect there is no one left in the Tiandou Class who is your match; you could fully be called the Academy Chief. What qualifications do they have to mock you?"

"Xiaofeijiang, actually, I am helping you make a name for yourself. Trust me, one day, you will thank me for today's events."

"Forget it, I'll go along with you, Old Poison, just this once." Nan Feihuang shrugged. He had already been called that in public; what else could he do?

This wasn't like sending a text message where you could recall it if you realized something was wrong. Words spoken are like water spilled; they cannot be taken back. He could only grit his teeth and accept it.

The two returned to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

In truth, Dugu Bo's detoxification progress was already eighty percent complete.

But unlike the original story, Dugu Bo did not intend to leave even a little bit in his body; instead, he planned to transfer it all into his soul bone, and then, after cultivating the Golden Body Art which grants immunity to all poisons, he would re-introduce a portion.

In this way, he could not only retain some of the virulent poison within his body without any risk of harming himself, but Dugu Bo could also use the remaining poison in his body as a bridge to channel the poison from his soul bone, fusing the new variety of Medusa Poison with the Jade Phosphor Snake Poison to achieve an even more terrifying toxin.

It could be said that with a body immune to all poisons, Dugu Bo could now boldly experiment with various poisons he had only dared to think about but never dared to research before.

In this way, his strength would inevitably see a massive improvement, and the dream of becoming the world's number one Poison Spirit Master would no longer be just a dream; there was a real chance to see it realized.

Nan Feihuang estimated that in at most two more months, the detoxification process for Dugu Bo would be completely finished, which would fulfill his promise to Dugu Bo.

Meanwhile, Qian Renxue, who was in the Eastern Palace, was listening to She Long's report.

Since the day of the confession, she had sent She Long to help her keep a close eye on Nan Feihuang. If he needed help, he was to assist as much as possible; whoever targeted Nan Feihuang, he was to take care of them in advance to avoid causing trouble for Nan Feihuang.

"Heh, 'Flying General,' is it? That Old Poison has a good way of describing our Feihuang; Feihuang truly does have the aura of a general," Xue Qinghe laughed.

"Our Feihuang?" She Long spotted a blind spot.

"Ahem!" Xue Qinghe covered her embarrassment with a cough and said, "Uncle She, you don't need to worry about such details. However, I really do like the nickname 'Flying General Nan Feihuang.' Send people to help spread it. Actually, with Feihuang's personality, he should quite enjoy being in the spotlight, right?"

Her estimation was not wrong; Nan Feihuang's goal of unifying the world was for the sake of being cool and awesome. Of course, he was someone who liked the spotlight, but he preferred a spotlight that was well-deserved.

The term "Flying General" was too high-level for him, and he had always felt too embarrassed to accept it.

Unfortunately, he could not withstand the enthusiasm of those around him. Under the promotion of those with ulterior motives, at the beginning of the new year, the name of Flying General Nan Feihuang gradually began to resound throughout Tiandou City.

(End of chapter)