Poison Douluo?
Dongfang Jing's gaze shifted slightly.
He finally matched the unusual old man in front of him with the name in his sister's letter.
Yao'er mentioned it in detail in her letter.
When she was hunting for her second spirit ring in Sunset Forest, it was thanks to the guidance of this Poison Douluo, Grandpa Dugu, that she was able to encounter that extremely rare mutated Starlight Moss Wolf and obtain a pretty good spirit skill.
Thinking of this, Dongfang Jing was stunned again.
Speaking of which, what exactly are Yao'er's three soul skills?
That rebellious little girl always wrote letters in a mysterious way, saying that she would give me a "surprise" when we met, and that she would beat me up.
Dongfang Jing pulled her wandering thoughts back and looked at Dugu Bo.
He stepped forward and clasped his hands in a respectful greeting to the other person: "Senior Dugu, I am Dongfang Jing, and I have long admired your name."
"My dear sister, I am deeply grateful to you for providing information on soul beasts in Sunset Forest back then. I thank you in advance."
Well?
Dugu Bo was somewhat taken aback.
What is this kid saying?
He thought about it briefly.
It seems... that did happen back then.
But the reason was that old fellow Chen Xin, along with Dongfang Yao, stopped right outside the poison array he had set up.
He was afraid that his precious cultivation spot would be discovered, so he had no choice but to point out the trace of a soul beast in order to get rid of the master and disciple as soon as possible.
Who would have thought that this selfish act...
At that moment, he was actually thanked by the older brother in a very serious manner.
This made Dugu Bo feel inexplicably embarrassed.
Biji and Xuedi, who were standing to the side, also glanced at Dugu Bo more after hearing what Dongfang Jing said.
Brigitte's eyes sparkled, and a smile played on her lips.
Xue Di's cold gaze lingered on the green-haired old man for a moment.
You really can't judge a book by its cover.
This old man looks sinister and evil, not like a good person, but I didn't expect him to be quite kind at heart.
Being thanked for no reason, and being stared at by two stunningly beautiful women with eyes that said "you're a good person," made Dugu Bo feel extremely uncomfortable.
He coughed lightly to cover his embarrassment and waved to Dongfang Jing.
"Alright, it's a small matter."
"It's Yao'er's own destiny that has arrived; it has nothing to do with me. You don't need to thank me."
What he said was true.
"Um."
Dongfang Jing nodded slightly; he was just being polite and expressing his attitude.
However, just as he was about to look away, his gaze inadvertently lingered on Dugu Bo's face for a few more moments.
It's better not to watch it.
Upon closer inspection, he suddenly discovered something.
This old man...
Dongfang Jing frowned slightly.
He had memorized and thoroughly mastered the knowledge of toxicology and pharmacology in the "Xuantian Baolu".
At this moment, in his eyes, Dugu Bo was no longer an old man.
Instead, it is a complex container that has been soaked in highly toxic substances for many years and has become one with the toxins.
That dark green hair wasn't natural.
Rather, it is the toxins that invade the bone marrow, altering the outward manifestations of bodily characteristics.
His lips also had an unnatural dark purple hue.
Even the soul power surging around him carried a chaotic and violent aura.
It's as if they're constantly engaged in an endless battle against toxins.
Normally, even a titled Douluo wouldn't live long if poisoned to this extent.
It's a miracle that Dugu Bo has survived to this day in this state!
Dongfang Jing guessed that the other party must have some unique method or have obtained some kind of great opportunity.
At this moment, Dongfang Jing's gaze was filled with undisguised inquiry.
This feeling of being completely seen through made Dugu Bo extremely unhappy.
If it weren't for the unfathomable power of Bi Ji and Xue Di standing beside him, and the fact that this kid was Yao'er's brother, he would have already lost his temper.
Even so, his patience had run out.
"Kid."
Dugu Bo's voice deepened, carrying a hint of suppressed anger.
"What is the purpose of staring at me like that?"
Dongfang Jing raised an eyebrow. He was always straightforward and didn't mince words.
"You've been poisoned."
The words fell.
Everything around us seemed to have been muted in that instant.
Only a cold, fishy wind swept past their feet, carrying blades of grass.
A moment later.
"Hahaha!"
Dugu Bo suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter, his voice hoarse and carrying an indescribable strangeness.
"You little rascal, you really know how to joke."
"I've been dealing with poison my whole life, I know it best, how could I possibly be poisoned?"
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Ning Fengzhi immediately stepped forward.
His face still wore that gentle and warm smile, and he stepped in at just the right moment to smooth things over.
"Yes, my dear nephew."
"Senior Dugu is unparalleled in the world for his poison skills. He is the number one poison soul master in the world. If we talk about who is least likely to be poisoned, then it is him."
"Perhaps you're tired from your journey and misread it," Ning Fengzhi added as a final remark.
However,
Dugu Bo's eyes, however, were fixed on Dongfang Jing.
The mockery on his face did not completely conceal the hint of surprise and doubt deep in his eyes.
Those dark green, vertical pupils, like those of a venomous snake, observed every subtle change on Dongfang Jing's face without blinking.
They seemed to be trying to glean something from his expression and demeanor.
Did this kid really figure something out, or was he just being mysterious?
Dongfang Jing raised his eyes, his deep purple eyes meeting Dugu Bo's cold green eyes for a moment.
But in the end, he just nodded indifferently.
"I'm sorry, Senior Dugu."
"I must have misread it."
Dugu Bo was stunned, his brows furrowing involuntarily.
No!
Go on, keep talking!
A sense of frustration welled up in Dugu Bo's heart, as if a breath was stuck in his chest, neither rising nor falling.
He seriously suspected that the kid had actually figured something out.
But why did he stop talking?
Dongfang Jing, on the other hand, thought very simply.
That was his question.
With Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, still present, there were indeed some things that couldn't be said openly.
Dugu Bo, the Poison Douluo, the number one poison soul master in the world.
But the poison had already seeped into his bones, and he was nearing the end of his life.
In these kinds of situations, we should always try to save face for the elderly.
With that in mind, Dongfang Jing immediately brought up another important matter.
His expression turned serious, and his gaze refocused on Dugu Bo, his tone calm yet resolute.
"Senior Dugu, I would like to discuss another matter with you."
"I want your granddaughter."
The air froze once again.
A terrifying pressure of soul power mixed with a sweet and pungent poisonous aura was about to erupt!
Dugu Bo's body jolted violently, and he roared, "Boy! Say that again?!"
The terrifying aura of the Title Douluo made the air in the entire area thicken!
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