Wei Xi: Old Man, Were You So Poor You Never Even Went to School?

"Junior, do you know what you're saying? Do you really think I, Poison Douluo, can no longer lift a blade?"

The pressure of a Titled Douluo bore straight down on her.

Rift-Sky Azure Eagle rose without the slightest hesitation and stepped in front of Wei Xi, scorching flames faintly warping space and time.

"Old man, the first lesson my family taught me after I, Wei Xi, was born was this: do whatever you want, whenever you want. No one on the Douluo Continent gets to point fingers and boss me around."

The Holy Angel Martial Soul appeared behind her, and its holy light scattered Poison Douluo's pressure in an instant.

"An angel... You're from Spirit Hall? No, that's not right. A Six-Winged Angel doesn't have this many wings."

Dugu Bo suddenly remembered a legend he had once heard as a story. That meant...

But... aside from Spirit Hall, were there really other forces in this world with the Angel Martial Soul?

Dugu Bo wasn't the only one wondering. Xue Qinghe also stared at Wei Xi in shock.

Sensing the illusion that her own Martial Soul was being faintly suppressed... No! It wasn't faint suppression. This was the presence of a superior!

A Twelve-Winged Angel... How was that possible?

She no longer wondered whether Wei Xi was her grandfather's illegitimate daughter. The answer was already obvious: her grandfather wasn't worthy.

Before their shock had subsided, three black Soul Rings appeared before them.

"Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings! A Soul Elder!"

It wasn't as though Dugu Bo had never seen a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring or a Soul Elder, but... a six-year-old Soul Elder with three Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings? That was something he had truly never seen!

Seeing that Wei Xi had revealed her Soul Rings, Xingbao stopped holding back too.

She drew the Flaming Lance, and six Soul Rings followed close behind: three black and three red.

For characters like them, drawn from a two-dimensional gacha, their levels were generally tied to Wei Lin's Soul Power Level. He was currently level 63, so the characters drawn from the gacha were also level 63.

They simply manifested it differently.

Their strength had been suppressed, so they adapted by taking on a lower level.

Huang Tianyi and the others didn't need to. In other words, Huang Tianyi had been raised to Wei Lin's level 60 base stats.

Xingbao and the others > Wei Lin = Huang Tianyi and the other Titled Douluo > Douluo natives

The fact that Old Wei's stats hadn't raised Huang Tianyi and the others all the way to God King already counted as a massive nerf.

"Old poison! You want a fight? I'll take you on to the bitter end!"

With that, Stelle wanted to charge at Dugu Bo with the Flaming Lance and burn him to a lump of black charcoal.

"Wait! Wait! I think we can still talk this over!"

Sweat was starting to bead on Dugu Bo's face. Good grief! What kind of monsters were these? A six-year-old Soul Elder was one thing, but this young-looking girl was actually a Soul Emperor? And with a configuration of three black and three red rings?

Was this still the Douluo Continent? Had he poisoned himself stupid? Otherwise, how could he be seeing something so ridiculous?!

Leaving everything else aside, that Flaming Lance really did make him feel the threat of death.

Emm... Come to think of it, that feeling hasn't let up since I saw these girls.

Dugu Bo felt aggrieved. Even when he had fought that old chrysanthemum, he hadn't felt this stifled.

"Little girl, you said you can cure the poison in my body?"

"I can, but why should I cure you?"

"Exactly! Little sister, let's not waste words on him. Just let me run him through with my lance."

As Xingbao spoke, her Sixth Soul Ring glimmered faintly. She was one step away from poking the tip of her lance up his nostril.

"Young hero, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Could we put the lance down first?"

As far as Dugu Bo was concerned, as long as she could cure the poison, he could give up his dignity.

Their brief encounter had already shown him what the other party was like.

That meant his granddaughter could be saved.

No! Even if there was only half a chance, he wouldn't give up.

"Miss Wei Xi, as you can see, the poison my Martial Soul brought me has already seeped into my bones. After offending you just now, I don't expect you to be willing to cure me.

"I'd like to make a deal with you. I'll exchange this medicinal garden for my granddaughter's life and safety. She's still young, and the poison hasn't seeped very deep.

"As long as you can save my granddaughter, I, Dugu Bo, may not be all that strong, but when it comes to poison attacks, I consider myself unrivaled below the level of a Titled Douluo."

Dugu Bo had all but said, "Save my granddaughter, and I'll risk my life for you."

Did the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor come with poison of its own?

Xue Qinghe felt she had learned a strange new fact.

The corners of Wei Xi's mouth rose a few pixels. Getting it from someone was much better than snatching it herself.

"I won't save her, I won't! That's what you get for being mean to me just now."

Wei Xi, who had looked so heroic a moment ago, turned around at once and pouted, looking angry.

Dugu Bo caught on, produced some candy from who knew where, and spoke gently, as though coaxing a child.

"Little princess, you're so pretty and gentle. Surely you won't hold it against an old bag of bones like me?"

Wei Xi rolled her eyes slightly. Had this old poison never gone to school? His vocabulary really was terrible.

Once the fellow had gone through every compliment he could think of, Wei Xi let the matter drop.

"Old man, did you never go to school? Your vocabulary is really poor."

As she spoke, Wei Xi tossed him a ceramic bottle.

"Ah! Slow down! My little ancestor!"

Although he didn't know what was inside the ceramic bottle, it was definitely something good.

The care with which Rift-Sky Azure Eagle had received the bottle said it all.

"This is a bottle of detoxification pills. The good thing is that they can cure poison, but there's a downside too. All those poison attacks of yours..."

Dugu Bo fell silent.

First, was curing his poison really that simple?

Second, wasn't it precisely those poison attacks that had made him a hedgehog among Titled Douluo?

"Actually, you don't need me at all. Don't you work with poison? Your medicinal garden is full of things that can cure your poison, and you don't use them?"

Dugu Bo: "!!!"

"I have them in my garden?"

Wei Xi simply looked at him with pity.

"Old man, just how poor were you, that you couldn't even go to school?"

"..."

Dugu Bo felt his face burning. By a six-year-old child. He seemed to have been pitied by a six-year-old child.

Wei Xi didn't want to explain them one by one, so she took out a medicinal compendium and tossed it to Dugu Bo instead.

"Pages 287, 365, and 937 of the compendium can all treat your poison."

"You're just giving this to me?"

Dugu Bo flipped through the compendium first, then looked up in shock.

Wait, little girl, do you really not know how important this book is? If your family found out, wouldn't they whip your little bottom until it bloomed?

Of course, aside from shock, all that remained was regret.

To think that I, Dugu Bo, have guarded this medicinal garden for so many years and been plagued by this poison for just as long. Who would have known the antidote was right here?

How laughable. How laughable.