Dugu Bo's Killing Intent: Dugu Yan Panics After Learning She Was Poisoned

"Quit bragging."

Dugu Yan's eyes widened.

But seeing that Gu Linyuan seemed completely unaffected, she could not help but half-believe him.

She knew the general condition of her body.

Even if her grandfather had never told her, he would nourish her body at regular intervals. Why else would he do that? No matter how foolish she was, she could figure out some of it.

It was poison that even her grandfather found troublesome.

"I'll be honest with you. You're already poisoned beyond saving."

"If no one detoxifies you, I'm afraid you'll be dead in a year or two."

Gu Linyuan was no longer in a hurry.

He sat down and drank.

It had to be said, the Dugu Family's wine was excellent, carrying a faint herbal fragrance.

It was probably indeed brewed with all kinds of medicinal herbs.

"You're talking nonsense."

Dugu Yan's heart jolted.

Had Gu Linyuan seen through it?

And even if there was poison in her body, she could not possibly have only one or two years left to live, could she?

This guy was definitely exaggerating.

Then he wanted her to beg him!

Dream on!

Dugu Yan had not been scared into submission.

"If you don't believe me, go back and ask your grandfather."

Gu Linyuan raised the wine jug and took another swig.

"Hmph. Gu Linyuan, don't try that with me."

"Today's matter—I, Dugu Yan, will make you pay for it sooner or later."

She stared fixedly at Gu Linyuan, her emerald eyes brimming with humiliation and resentment.

She covered her buttocks, where the burning pain made her deeply uncomfortable.

It was the first time Dugu Yan had suffered such a huge loss.

"Oh."

Gu Linyuan curled his lip.

"I'm going back first. Don't you dare do anything improper to Yiran while I'm gone, or I won't let you off." Dugu Yan glanced at Meng Yiran before limping away.

After Dugu Yan left, Gu Linyuan frowned.

"This External Soul Bone possesses devouring power..."

"It seems to have exceeded my expectations somewhat."

Gu Linyuan activated his Soul Power, and eight spider lances surged from his back.

At the tips of the Eight Spider Lances, a small mass of emerald-green energy gathered. It was the poison Gu Linyuan had devoured and transferred there.

He thought of a way to greatly increase his strength in a short time.

Since the Eight Spider Lances could devour, he could use them as a vessel for poison.

If they were filled with deadly poison, how terrifying would their power be?

Even if Flender, Zhao Wuji, and the others came again, he could probably poison them to death.

"This is quite a clever method. Completely transforming the Eight Spider Lances with the Source of Life and the Origin of Destruction won't happen overnight. But poison can greatly enhance my combat strength in a short time."

"Although I am not afraid of poison, as long as it is sufficiently deadly, even a Title Douluo would be wary of it..."

Gu Linyuan smiled.

In the original story, although the Eight Spider Lances could devour, Tang San could not temper them with poison.

After all.

An External Soul Bone fused with the human body. If it stored poison, it would poison the entire body to death.

Though Tang San was skilled in using poison, he did not cultivate poison arts.

But as Gu Linyuan's cultivation grew, the Source of Life within his body became increasingly powerful. He could already become immune to the vast majority of ordinary poisons.

Moreover, as his cultivation and the Source of Life grew stronger, this ability would become more and more heaven-defying.

In the end, he even believed that he could become completely immune to Dugu Bo's poison.

And he felt that day was not far off.

"Zhao Wuji... it seems that the next time we meet will be the day you die."

A trace of coldness flashed through Gu Linyuan's eyes.

Originally, he had thought he would need to cultivate to Soul Ancestor or even Spirit King before he had any confidence in killing Zhao Wuji.

But now...

"I wonder whether Tang San will be able to cure the poison I temper with the Eight Spider Lances when the time comes. If he can't, Xiao San, I'm afraid you'll lose a mentor."

An unusual light flickered in Gu Linyuan's eyes.

He would treat it as a gift for Tang San when they met next time.

By now, his talent was already extraordinary.

Only Tang San could offer him one of the few remaining challenges.

But Tang San was not enough yet. Without hardship, he would not grow.

"Growth always comes at a price..."

Dugu Manor.

"Yanyan. What's wrong?"

"Why do you seem so troubled today?"

Dugu Yan stood tall at one side, and Dugu Bo found it strange.

His granddaughter had always been lively. Why had she become so quiet after returning today?

And her walking was strange as well.

Dugu Bo wrinkled his nose. Smelling the faint scent of blood in the air, his aged eyes turned toward the hand Dugu Yan held behind her buttocks, and anger flashed in his gaze.

Who dared bully his granddaughter?

"Ah? It's nothing. What could possibly be troubling me?"

Dugu Yan hurriedly denied it.

Though she hated Gu Linyuan, she had never considered telling her grandfather about it.

She had only said those things to Gu Linyuan to scare him.

She was not a child who ran to an adult whenever she was wronged.

"Grandfather, I just wanted to ask you something. Is there something wrong with my body?" Dugu Yan took a deep breath.

Before, since her grandfather had not said anything, she had pretended not to know. Besides, she believed that even if she were ill, her grandfather, a Title Douluo, could cure her.

But after hearing Gu Linyuan say that, she began to panic.

She feared that she had an incurable illness even her grandfather could not treat.

"But Grandfather, you nourish my body every so often. And I can feel it myself—when that time draws near, my chest feels more oppressed. After you nourish my body, that oppressive feeling disappears."

"Grandfather, stop hiding it from me."

Dugu Yan gritted her teeth as she spoke.

"Who filled your head with such nonsense? Yanyan, your body does have some minor issues, but they're nothing serious. Your grandfather can easily cure them."

Terrifying killing intent surged from Dugu Bo's aged face.

He had kept this information hidden all along because he did not want to place too much pressure on Yanyan.

Who had told Yanyan?

"All right."

Dugu Yan parted her lips, but said nothing more.

Yet she understood her grandfather.

He had not told the truth.

"Could everything Gu Linyuan said be true? Do I really have only a year or two left?"

Dugu Yan's mind went blank.

She had thought that after Gu Linyuan consumed her Poison Pill, he could only survive by relying on her. Yet she had never imagined that she herself was already at death's door.

The next day.

After Gu Linyuan finished the breakfast Meng Yiran had made, he began cultivating.

He had not cultivated for long.

Before he sensed a familiar aura approaching.

"Dugu Yan..."

Gu Linyuan opened his eyes.

"Gu Linyuan, you win. I really am already beyond saving. Are you satisfied now?"

Dugu Yan looked at Gu Linyuan, and as she thought of her situation, tears could not help spilling from her eyes.

No one was unafraid of death, not even Dugu Yan, who feared neither heaven nor earth.

Gu Linyuan crossed his arms over his chest and watched Dugu Yan cry intently.

"Ahhh! Gu Linyuan, do you even have a heart? I'm crying, and you have nothing at all to say?" Dugu Yan cried while secretly peeking at Gu Linyuan.

Seeing that Gu Linyuan looked entirely like he was enjoying a show, she could no longer hold it together.

"What response could I possibly have toward a woman who secretly poisoned me and even wanted to plot to make me her male consort?"

Gu Linyuan spread his hands.