Tang San spread his hands with an annoyingly smug expression and said, "I don't know."
"You don't know? Then how are you going to detoxify it?" Dugu Bo was dumbfounded. Were you messing with me? If the chance was zero, why would I go through all this trouble to find you?
Tang San spoke confidently, "Senior Dugu, the poison you've been afflicted with is unique in this world—there are no precedents. It's not like a common cold where you can just take medicine and recover. To detoxify you, I need to analyze the medicinal herbs available, as well as study your Poison Soul Power. Not all Immortal Grade Herbs have detoxifying properties, and even those that do may not be suitable. If it were that simple, Senior Dugu, you could just swallow any Immortal Grade Herb. Why bother searching everywhere for a pharmacist?"
Hearing this, Dugu Bo actually felt somewhat reassured. At least Tang San wasn't just spouting nonsense.
At this moment, Dugu Yan, who had been silently listening nearby, gracefully sat down beside Tang San. Her soft body leaned gently against him as she cooed in a sweet voice, "Young Master Tang, Yan Yan has been orphaned since childhood and has relied on my grandfather for survival. Now, I'm afflicted with a deadly poison—such a tragic fate for a beauty. If Young Master Tang can save Yan Yan and my grandfather, I am willing to offer myself in marriage."
Trying to get a free ride!
Tang San naturally didn't move away—he didn't mind enjoying such perks. But a free ride? Not a chance!
Taking a sip of tea, Tang San glanced at the tender and affectionate Dugu Yan beside him and said indifferently, "Miss Dugu, please behave with dignity. The way you're acting is no different from the Evil Flower Rouge of the Pleasure Quarter. Do you really think I, Tang San, am the kind of person who frequents such places?"
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Tang San continued, "Moreover, if I, Tang San, wanted a woman, all I'd need to do is say the word, and the line would stretch from the east of Clear Sky City to the west. Even if I truly desired a woman, among all the ladies I've met, you wouldn't even rank in the top ten."
He might as well have said: You're behind Ning Rongrong.
Dugu Yan was left speechless, her breathing ragged with anger. She finally understood why Ning Rongrong wanted to strangle him—now she also felt the urge to reach out and choke him to death! This was beyond insulting!
"Alright, Yan Yan, don't disturb Young Sect Master Tang anymore. Go back to your room," Dugu Bo interjected. He had no qualms about his granddaughter using her charms—after all, he himself relied on poison and wasn't exactly a paragon of virtue.
But it was clear that Tang San wasn't swayed by such tactics. And as he had said, he had no shortage of women—Dugu Yan wouldn't even know when her turn would come if she tried to queue up.
"Ugh!" Dugu Yan stood up, stomping her feet in fury, her teeth grinding. She had always believed her charm was irresistible, her figure curvaceous and alluring. Even someone like Yu Tianheng, a prodigy from the main lineage of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, had fallen under her spell, groveling at her feet like a dog.
Yet Tang San was completely unmoved. Dugu Yan glanced down at his lower body, half-wondering if he had practiced some sinister technique and castrated himself.
After Dugu Yan had left, Dugu Bo spoke up, "Tang San, I agree to your demands. But I have conditions as well."
"Senior Dugu, please state them."
Dugu Bo said, "First, I can give you the reward you seek, but only after you successfully detoxify me. If you fail, the deal is void."
Tang San nodded and said, "Naturally, if I weren't confident, I would give up."
Dugu Bo extended two fingers, "Second, I'll take you to a place, but I can't tell you where it is. During the journey, I'll block all your senses. Until you completely remove the poison from my body, you cannot leave. You can't bring any Soul Guidance Devices, I'll block all your Communication Soul Skills, and you must go alone. If I discover anyone following us, the deal is off."
Dugu Bo had to take precautions. If Tang San learned the location and tipped off others, leading to a group of Clear Sky Sect experts ambushing him, he'd be powerless against the Clear Sky Douluo.
Hearing this, a strange glint flashed through Tang San's eyes as his expression turned serious. "Senior Dugu, I understand your concerns. But you need to understand one thing—if you want me to accompany you alone to a secret location, you must know the price of doing so."
"Price?"
Tang San nodded heavily. "Yes. You must guarantee my safety one hundred percent. Even if the Pope of Spirit Hall comes to assassinate me, you must die before I do. If anything happens to me—whether by accident, murder, cultivation mishap, or any reason whatsoever—even if a meteor falls from the sky and crushes me—if I die while you're still alive, you will face the endless pursuit of the entire Clear Sky Sect and my father."
"Not just Dugu Yan—your paternal relatives across four generations, maternal relatives across three, and your wife's relatives across two—all nine clans will be buried with you."
Though Tang San spoke lightly, his words made Dugu Bo's pupils shrink. He swallowed hard, as if he could already smell blood. Even as a Titled Douluo, he felt a chill run down his spine, the stench of mountains of corpses and seas of blood overwhelming him.
This was no empty threat—the Clear Sky Sect had that capability!
Back in Spirit Hall, even the Pope had assigned Chrysanthemum Douluo to protect Tang San personally, fearing he might die within Spirit Hall City.
Even the Pope of Spirit Hall feared Tang San dying on his turf! How could Dugu Bo be so confident?!
For a moment, the entire garden fell into an eerie silence. Birdsong ceased abruptly, even the wind stilled. Only Dugu Bo's slightly labored breathing remained, proof of his internal struggle.
After a long pause, Dugu Bo exhaled deeply, his eyes hardening with resolve. "Fine!"
"During the time you're detoxifying me, I, Dugu Bo, guarantee your safety. If you die under my watch, my entire nine clans will be buried with you. Even if the Pope himself appears, I'll fight to the death to protect you." Dugu Bo was staking everything—he didn't just have Dugu Yan; there were others among his nine clans.
However, Dugu Bo was the only Titled Douluo in his family. If he died, his clan wouldn't fare well either.
Seeing Dugu Bo had carefully considered this, Tang San nodded. Though accompanying Dugu Bo alone carried risks, he had his own trump cards. If Dugu Bo suddenly turned hostile, it wasn't certain he'd die.
Tang San called out, "Chen Xiang."
Hearing his summons, Bai Chenxiang flitted over like a swallow, appearing swiftly before him. "Young Sect Master."
Tang San took out his Young Sect Master Token and said, "Take my token and give it to the sect experts secretly protecting me. Tell them they no longer need to follow me in secret to avoid unnecessary trouble. Poison Douluo will protect me from now on."
Taking the Young Sect Master Token from Tang San, Chen Xiang's face showed concern as she said, "But Young Sect Master—"
Tang San's gaze sharpened as he asked, "What? Are you disobeying my orders?"
Bai Chenxiang was so frightened that she dropped to one knee, saying, "Chen Xiang wouldn't dare."
"Go now, don't waste any more time."
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