Embarrassing Childhood Stories

Wu Tong saw Dugu Bo admit that he did indeed possess the Icefire Yin-Yang Well, and he breathed a sigh of relief inwardly. After all, if Dugu Bo had refused to admit it, Wu Tong really would have had no way forward.

"So that's how it is. Since you possess such a treasured place, Old Master, then whether it's your poison or Sister Yan's poison, I have a way to handle it. I may even be able to make your Martial Souls evolve directly, so you'll never have to worry about the poison again."

The moment Dugu Bo heard that, he was so excited that his hands grabbed Wu Tong's shoulders. "Are you telling the truth? We won't have to worry about the poison anymore?"

"Ow, ow, ow! Old Master, let go, quick! My shoulders are about to break!"

Feeling Dugu Bo's strength gradually increase, Wu Tong hurriedly spoke up.

"It's true. As long as your treasured place has the herbs I need, treating your Martial Soul Poison can be said to be easy."

"Wonderful. Xin'er, did you hear that? Our family's poison can finally be cured." Dugu Bo quickly released Wu Tong. After hearing Wu Tong's words, his eyes reddened with emotion, and he murmured in a hoarse voice with a faint sob in it.

Wu Tong heard Dugu Bo's words but did not speak. Naturally, he knew who Xin'er was. Back when he had chatted casually with Dugu Bo, Dugu Bo had mentioned him before.

His son was named Dugu Xin. He had failed to withstand the backlash of the Martial Soul Poison and had died at just over forty years old. When Dugu Xin died, Dugu Bo had been breaking through to Titled Douluo and had not even seen Dugu Xin one last time. That had left Dugu Bo filled with regret. It was also from then on that the Martial Soul Poison became a thorn in Dugu Bo's heart.

After Dugu Xin's death, Dugu Bo cared deeply about relationships.

Toward his only granddaughter, Dugu Yan, he could be said to dote on her to the extreme. As long as Dugu Yan wanted something, Dugu Bo would go find it for her.

In the original work, because Tang San helped Dugu Bo cure his poison, Dugu Bo always treated Tang San as a friend despite the difference in age, giving him his whole heart. During the final battle, he could even disregard his own reputation and directly slaughter a city.

Prince Xue Xing saved Dugu Bo's life, and Dugu Bo directly became his consecrated supporter. He even helped Prince Xue Xing pressure Shrek and the others at Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

It was clear that as long as someone could become Dugu Bo's friend, he would treat them with complete sincerity and be utterly unstinting with his friendship.

It was precisely because he valued relationships so much that Wu Tong had decided to help Dugu Bo. What was more, Wu Tong and Dugu Bo had a good relationship now. To be honest, who wouldn't want a friend who treated them with absolute sincerity?

"Little Monster, we're leaving now. We're going to that Icefire Yin-Yang Well you mentioned."

Dugu Bo impatiently grabbed Wu Tong's hand, preparing to drag him off to the Icefire Yin-Yang Well.

"Old Monster, what's the rush? You've made it through all these years, so are you really afraid of a few more days? Let's go tomorrow. Today, ask for leave for Sister Yan. Tomorrow, we'll go there together and solve both your problems at once.

Besides, I need to prepare some things today and tell Brother Xue that I'm going on a long trip."

Wu Tong broke free of Dugu Bo's hand and soothed him.

"That's true. You're right. I'll go ask for leave for Yan'er right away."

When Dugu Bo heard this, he felt that what Wu Tong said made sense, so he let go of him.

"Old Master, there's one more thing I came here to ask of you." Then Wu Tong spoke directly.

"It really isn't easy to get you to open your mouth. This is rare indeed. You're actually asking me for help? Go on, what is it? If I can do it, I definitely will."

Dugu Bo knew Wu Tong was someone who never came unless he had business. Seeing that Wu Tong had finally reached the main point and was asking for his help, he immediately made a promise.

"Don't worry, it's nothing major. I broke through and need a Spirit Ring. I came to you to ask you to help me capture a Spirit Beast."

Wu Tong did not stand on ceremony and directly stated his purpose.

"You really don't hold back. No problem. Isn't it just a Spirit Beast? Leave it to me. I refuse to believe that as a Titled Douluo, I can't catch the Spirit Beast you want." With a sweep of Dugu Bo's gray robe, Soul Power swept out like a violent storm. Vast Soul Power, deep as an abyss and oppressive as a prison, instantly filled the entire hall. A suffocating pressure, like the calm before a mountain storm, rushed straight into the heart.

"So this is... the aura of a Titled Douluo? It really is terrifying." Wu Tong felt that mind-shaking presence and sighed from the heart.

"All right, Old Master, that's everything. I should head back and prepare. Remember to ask for leave for Sister Yan later. Tomorrow, we'll go to the Icefire Yin-Yang Well together."

After saying that, Wu Tong ignored Dugu Bo, who was still behind him, torn between hope and fear as if he were standing in a dream, and walked straight out of the Dugu Family.

The next day, before the sky had even brightened, Wu Tong was dragged out of his blankets by Dugu Bo.

In the carriage, Wu Tong dozed off, his body swaying left and right as if he would lie down in the next second.

"Old Master, this is way too early. The sky isn't even bright yet."

Yesterday, Wu Tong had been sorting out all kinds of tools needed for gathering herbs and had been busy until late at night. Having been dragged up early in the morning when he felt as if he had barely slept, he was naturally full of resentment.

Wu Tong glared at Dugu Bo with sleepy eyes and complained. If he had not been unable to beat him, Wu Tong would have attacked long ago. Could you imagine how much resentment someone would have after being woken up not long after falling asleep?

"Ahaha, it's not early. By the time we reach the Icefire Yin-Yang Well, it'll be noon."

Dugu Bo did not mind Wu Tong's words either. He was simply too eager to return, wanting to remove this bodyful of poison as soon as possible.

"Forget it. I'll sleep for a while first. Wake me when we arrive."

After saying that, Wu Tong could no longer suppress his sleepiness and toppled headfirst onto the carriage floor. If there had not been a layer of wool carpet in the carriage, Wu Tong definitely would have had a huge bump on his head.

"Grandpa, is this Master Wu Tong, the one you invited several times but never managed to bring over? He looks so young. Can he really solve our family's Martial Soul Poison?"

Beside Dugu Bo, a young girl watched the scene before her and frowned as she spoke.

The young girl had short dark-purple hair, green pupils, and pretty features. Her pale green skintight outfit fully displayed her curvaceous figure. She was precisely Dugu Bo's only granddaughter, Dugu Yan.

"My good granddaughter, of course Little Monster is young. He's only twelve. The commotion back then could be said to have shaken the entire continent. Before that, who could have imagined that a child could accomplish something like that?"

Seeing Dugu Yan did not believe it, Dugu Bo smiled and explained. Thinking of the great battle six years ago, Dugu Bo still felt lingering fear even now. Who would have thought that several great Factions would fight so fiercely over a child?

Moreover, Spirit Hall actually had that many Titled Douluo. When Dugu Bo thought back on all the provocative things he had done toward Spirit Hall over the years, he felt a wave of fear after the fact. It really had not been easy to stay alive.

"Ah, so he's still a little brother. Grandpa, then were those works passed down through the ages really written by this little brother?"

Dugu Yan was surprised that Wu Tong was only twelve, then asked the question in her heart.

"Of course. Let's not talk about anyone else. Is your grandpa someone so easy to fool? As early as when I met him, I had a secret exchange with him. At the time, Little Monster's legs were nearly going weak in front of me, but he still forced himself to keep talking to me. Thinking back on it now, it really is nostalgic.

At the time, he spoke with extraordinary bearing. No matter what professional questions I raised, he could answer them with ease. Those books were indeed written by him."

As Dugu Bo answered Dugu Yan's question, he thought of the scene when they first met, and this old child at heart truly could not help but laugh.

Then he thought again of what Wu Tong had said back then: "Mister Dugu Bo, you don't want anything to happen to Dugu Yan either, do you?"

That made him grit his teeth with hatred again. However, for a seven-year-old child to face the pressure of a Titled Douluo and not only avoid showing fear, but after calming down, know how to borrow momentum and even threaten him in return, also made him admire him greatly.

Not everyone had the courage to bare their fangs at someone stronger than themselves.