Dugu Bo carefully helped Chen Ming up, placing his hand on Chen Ming's pulse and cautiously probing his condition with Soul Power. Only after confirming that Chen Ming's Soul Power and Life Force were both abundant, that there were no traces of his own poison left in Chen Ming's body, and that the previous incident had caused no lingering negative effects did he finally let out a sigh of relief.
Although the treasures he had collected over many years had been scattered all over the floor in the chaos, and the meridian diagrams on the walls had been shredded by the surging Soul Power, neither of them cared about such things now.
Chen Ming openly stored the Dragon Pill in his Storage Soul Tool, while Dugu Bo did not ask what it was.
With his eyesight and everything that had just happened, Dugu Bo could naturally tell that this crude stone sphere was something valuable. But he was a man who clearly distinguished gratitude from grudges. Chen Ming had shown him great kindness, so there was no way he could ever make a move against him.
Never mind some stone sphere of unknown origin—even if Chen Ming displayed a complete set of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones, Dugu Bo would never entertain the thought of killing him for his treasure. Instead, he would protect Chen Ming properly and keep word of his priceless treasure from getting out.
"This place has been wrecked beyond recognition by me. Let's go upstairs and talk. That commotion just now was huge—I wonder how things are in the residence."
As he spoke, Dugu Bo patted Chen Ming on the shoulder.
"It should be around noon outside. Why don't you try my cook's skills later?"
"Then thank you, Grandpa Dugu."
"That sounds too distant. Just call