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Chapter 10 Dugu Bo
Dugu Bo's expression changed slightly when he heard the name "Yang Wudi," and the pressure from the Azure Phosphorous Serpent King subsided slightly.
He stared intently at the old man holding the spear, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
"The Broken Clan... Yang Wudi?"
Dugu Bo's voice was hoarse.
"Hmph, I thought it was someone important, but it's just you, you brute. What, now that the Haotian Sect doesn't want you anymore, you've come to my territory to cause trouble?"
Although he spoke toughly, Dugu Bo was inwardly in turmoil.
Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Po clan, is only a Soul Douluo, but his gun technique is all about offense and no defense. It is a completely desperate fighting style. In addition, his expertise in toxicology makes him famous throughout the continent.
In the past, he might have been able to suppress the enemy temporarily by relying on his Title Douluo's soul power, but now...
Dugu Bo instinctively pressed his hand to his chest, where a series of excruciating pains were emanating.
The backlash from the Azure Phosphorus Serpent King's poison was getting more and more severe. If he hadn't forcibly suppressed it just now, it would probably have attacked his heart.
Yang Wudi snorted coldly, not putting down the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand, but the tip of the spear was slightly lowered, pointing at the spring in the center of the basin.
"Dugu Bo, we both understand. This place may be a treasure trove, but it's also your death warrant. The Azure Phosphorous Serpent King's poison must have already invaded your heart meridian. Do you feel like a thousand ants are gnawing at your heart and your meridians are being cut by knives whenever it's rainy or midnight?"
Dugu Bo's pupils constricted sharply, and his expression changed: "You...how did you know?"
This was his biggest secret, and also his greatest pain.
"Hmph, look at your dark complexion, your breath smells fishy, even the herbs in this garden have turned purple from your poisonous fumes. Any experienced poison master can tell."
Yang Wudi's eyes were sharp as he scanned the surroundings.
"You're sitting on a mountain of treasures, yet you don't know how to use them. While the Fiery Apricot Blossom and the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass can neutralize the poison, their potency is far too potent. You dare not use them, nor do you have the strength to. Forcing your way in will only cause you to explode and die!"
Dugu Bo's face turned pale and then red as he was struck on the sore spot, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.
Although he didn't know the names of these two immortal herbs, he had tried to regulate his body with ice and fire based on their medicinal properties. However, as soon as the medicinal ingredients from those two herbs entered his body, they almost killed him.
This made him dare not touch these magical herbs again.
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
Dugu Bo's voice softened, and his arrogant demeanor dissipated considerably.
Seeing this, Yang Wudi knew that the time was right.
He slowly put away the Soul-Shattering Spear, took out a jade bottle from his pocket, and casually tossed it over.
"then."
Dugu Bo subconsciously caught it, and opened the bottle with a puzzled look. A refreshing fragrance wafted out, which instantly calmed the restless toxins in his body.
"This is the 'Qingxin Yulu Pill.' Although it cannot cure your poison completely, it can suppress the backlash of the toxins for half an hour."
Yang Wudi said calmly, "You can try it if you don't believe me."
Dugu Bo hesitated for a moment, then poured out a pill and swallowed it.
A moment later, his pale face regained a rosy hue, and the excruciating pain in his chest miraculously disappeared.
"This..." Dugu Bo stared at Yang Wudi in shock, "This prescription..."
"It's just a superficial understanding."
Yang Wudi pointed to the immortal herb in the basin.
"The real antidote is right here. But you'll need someone knowledgeable to help you prepare it. For example... use that fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb as a catalyst, combined with this Ice-Fire Spring Water, and you'll have a chance to neutralize the poison."
Upon hearing the phrase "fragrant and exquisite immortal product," Dugu Bo's eyes lit up.
He had never known the wonderful uses of this pink herb; he only thought it had a pleasant fragrance and could block poisonous gases, but he never imagined it could be used as a medicinal ingredient.
"Can you really help me detoxify?"
Dugu Bo's voice trembled slightly, like the desperate cry of a drowning person grasping at a straw.
Whether or not the poison in his crippled body could be cured was not important; what mattered more was the poison in Yan Yan's body, his only bloodline connection.
Now that such an opportunity is before him, how could he let it slip away?
Yang Wudi looked at Dugu Bo, clasped his hands in a salute, and said bluntly:
"We, grandfather and grandson, have trespassed into this place and have offended you greatly. However, this precious land has always been reserved for the capable. I believe that if I were a titled elder, you would leave without a word."
Dugu Bo fell silent.
Yes.
The capable shall prevail; the weak shall be preyed upon by the strong.
He now has no doubt that his opponent is confident in killing him.
He looked at the old man before him, then at the miraculous herbs in the basin that he had guarded for decades but had been unable to cultivate, and finally, his last bit of resistance disappeared.
"good!"
Dugu Bo sighed, dispelling his overwhelming soul power, and bowed to Yang Wudi with clasped hands.
"Brother Yang, I was rash just now. If you can truly cure the poison in my body, I will gladly pluck the immortal herb from the Yin-Yang Well!"
Even... if Brother Yang doesn't mind, I'd be willing to form an alliance with the Broken Clan!
Yang Wudi smiled slightly and returned the greeting.
"Brother Dugu, you're too kind. Since we're borrowing this precious place, we can't just take it for free. How about this, I'll help you refine an antidote pill."
In exchange, my grandson needs a few immortal herbs to temper his body, and we'll split the rest in half, how about that?
"Half for each of us?"
Dugu Bo was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.
"Brother Yang, you jest! As long as the poison can be cured, this Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well will become the backyard of the Breaking Clan! I will have no objections!"
For Dugu Bo, these magical herbs, though precious, were utterly insignificant compared to his and his granddaughter's lives.
Moreover, with Yang Wudi, a grandmaster of poison, around, the true value of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye can be realized in the future.
"In that case, it's a deal."
Yang Wudi nodded, then beckoned Yang Hui to come forward, "Hui'er, come and greet Senior Dugu."
Yang Hui stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Junior Yang Hui greets Senior Dugu."
Dugu Bo looked at the young man before him, his gaze lingering for a moment on the Soul-Breaking Spear in the young man's hand, before he smiled and said, "Not bad, neither humble nor arrogant, you already have the heart of a strong person."
"It's a pleasure to meet you. I have nothing to give you, but I'll present you with this alchemy manual."
"Thank you, senior." Yang Hui accepted the exquisite manual with both hands.
I couldn't help but feel a greater sense of respect for this future "Poison Douluo".
Although it was due to circumstances, the other party displayed an attitude of complete indifference.
On the contrary, it made the grandfather and grandson seem extremely rude.
Dugu Bo waved his hand, turned his gaze to Yang Wudi, and said with a wry smile, "Brother Yang, since that's the case, I still need to suppress the toxins in my body, so I won't disturb you any longer."
Yang Wudi nodded slightly, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.
"Brother Dugu, please go. This alchemy requires a calm mind, and it cannot be completed in less than several hours. In short, when the medicine is finished, it will be the day of your liberation, Brother Dugu."
"Alright! Then I'll be going! You may do as you please."
Dugu Bo now had complete faith in Yang Wudi, so he immediately turned around, and in a flash, disappeared from the sight of the grandfather and grandson.
Watching Dugu Bo's departing figure.
Only then did Yang Hui feel a great weight lifted off his shoulders.
He turned around and stared intently at the two immortal herbs in the center of the basin that exuded extreme cold and heat—the Eight-Cornered Mystic Ice Grass and the Fiery Apricot Blossom.
"grandfather."
Yang Hui lowered his voice, his eyes gleaming with fanaticism, "Dugu Bo is gone, just in time."
Yang Wudi followed his grandson's gaze and naturally understood what he meant.
The reason he was able to pinpoint Dugu Bo's illness was because of his grandson's words, combined with the other party's physical condition, which led to his strategic brilliance just now.
Everything must be attributed to his grandson's innate intelligence and extraordinary bravery.
"Hui'er, you make the arrangements."
"Grandpa, you have been devoted to the art of gunplay all your life, and you have been stuck at level 82 for several years."
You often say that the Soul-Breaking Spear clan cannot truly stand at the pinnacle of the continent if they cannot obtain a title.
Yang Hui pointed to the two immortal herbs.
"These two immortal herbs, one yin and one yang, are extremely potent, but if combined with your 'Sevenfold Overlapping Force' and the ultimate 'Shattering' technique, they will surely help you break through your bottleneck and become a Title Douluo!"
In Yang Hui's memory, in the original story, Tang San consumed these two immortal herbs, tempered his golden body with ice and fire, and laid the foundation for becoming a god.
This was an opportunity that his grandfather had never had before.
Leaving aside the illusory path to godhood, breaking through to level 99 and living for over 300 years would be no problem at all!
However, the path to this readily available title is fraught with peril.
Yang Wudi fell silent.
He looked at the two immortal herbs, his eyes filled with longing, but even more so with a profound understanding that came with the passage of time.
After a long while, the old man slowly shook his head.
"grandfather?"
Yang Hui was stunned. "Are you worried that the medicine is too strong for you to handle? We can..."
"Hui'er, you're wrong."