The night is as dark as ink, and the moon is high in the sky.
At midnight, the originally bustling and noisy Heaven Dou City has fallen into a deep sleep, but Moonlight Pavilion, the city that never sleeps, is still brightly lit.
Suddenly, a disgusting wind blew up out of thin air, mixed with a terrifying pressure that could suffocate ordinary people, and instantly enveloped the entire Moonlight Pavilion gate.
An old man wearing dark green robes, with hair disheveled like tangled grass, and eyes flashing with green light, appeared under the steps like Gui Mei.
Dugu Bo.
At this time, his face was filled with anger, and Soul Power was stirring all over his body. He was obviously ready to go on a killing spree. If he dared to kidnap his granddaughter, even if he were the King of Heaven, he would have to fight for it!
However, when he saw Moonlight Pavilion's open door and the graceful and luxurious woman standing at the door to greet him personally, the anger in Dugu Bo's eyes subsided a little.
Tang Yuehua.
The direct bloodline of the Clear Sky Sect, the biological sister of Tang Xiao and Tang Hao. Although this woman is not Soul Master, the power behind her, even Dugu Bo, the future Titled Douluo, does not dare to provoke her easily.
"Senior Dugu."
Tang Yuehua bowed slightly, although his face was still a little pale, but he was polite and calm:
"His Holiness the Pope has been waiting upstairs for a long time. Please come with me."
"Pope?!"
Dugu Bo's pupils shrank suddenly, and the momentum he had accumulated was instantly stagnated.
He thought that the kidnapper might be an enemy of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, an elder of the Spirit Hall, or even someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
But he never thought that the person who kidnapped his granddaughter was actually the aloof Spirit Hall Pope Bibi Dong!
Why did this woman come to Heaven Dou City to kidnap a little girl instead of staying well at Spirit City?!
Full of doubts and deep fears, Dugu Bo nodded, followed Tang Yuehua without saying a word, and stepped onto the stairs leading to the top floor.
"Squeak--"
The door to the private room was gently pushed open.
Dugu Bo As soon as he stepped across the threshold, his brain suddenly shut down.
Sitting in the main seat of the room was a woman with a peerless appearance wearing black attire. She exuded a suffocating pressure from a superior, and her purple eyes were looking at him with a smile.
And his most precious granddaughter, Dugu Yan, was lying in that woman's arms safely and soundly, sleeping soundly.
"Bibi Dong..."
Dugu Bo took a deep breath in his heart.
During the "Judgement Conference" that shocked the whole continent three years ago, although he did not get too close, he had seen the grace of this iron-blooded woman Pope from a distance. Her ability to turn her hands into clouds and rain still left him with lingering fears.
Although his mind was in a mess and he couldn't figure out why Tangtang Pope would do such a thing as a human trafficker, Dugu Bo still suppressed the turmoil in his heart, lowered his head, and bowed respectfully:
"Dugu Bo, I've seen His Holiness the Pope."
Whether it's his status or his unfathomable cultivation, Bibi Dong is enough to make him, an old poisoner still lingering at level 89, lower his head.
"Sit."
Nan Feng pointed to the chair opposite and spoke in a casual tone.
"Don't be nervous, Dugu Bo. I invited you over late at night. I just wanted to chat with you for a few words."
"As for bringing your granddaughter here..."
Nan Feng lowered his head and glanced at Dugu Yan in his arms, reached out and pinched her little face:
"I just want to make things simpler so that you can be more motivated to go to the appointment. After all, I don't want to go to a shabby place like Sunset Forest to find a needle in a haystack. If you misunderstand that I am raiding your old home, it will hurt the peace."
"..."
Dugu Bo The corner of his mouth twitched, he sat down hard, cupped his hands and said:
"I wonder why His Holiness the Pope summoned him late at night?"
"No rush."
Nan Feng did not answer directly, but turned to look at Tang Yuehua who was still standing at the door with a hesitant look on his face:
"Mrs. Yue, come in, sit down, and close the door."
Tang Yuehua stiffened and instinctively wanted to refuse:
"His Holiness the Pope, since it is Spirit Hall's private matter, as an outsider, Yuehua may not be able to be present..."
She really doesn't want to get involved in this kind of fight between gods! The more she knows, the faster she will die. She understands this truth better than anyone else!
"Outsiders?"
Nan Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a half-smile:
"Tang Xiao is now my elder, Spirit Hall, and Clear Sky Sect is Spirit Hall's close ally. As Tang Xiao's younger sister, how can you be considered an outsider?"
"Still..."
The smile in Nan Feng's eyes turned a bit colder:
"Are you secretly worried about hearing something you shouldn't hear?"
"I trust you so much that I even discuss such confidential matters with you. What do you have to worry about?"
Tang Yuehua complained crazily in his heart: I believe you! You are clearly trying to drag me down!
But facing the threatening gaze of Nan Feng, how could she dare to say "no"? She could only bravely walk into the room, close the door, and sit down in the corner with fear.
Having secured the "audience", Nan Feng turned his attention to Dugu Bo again.
He didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point:
"Dugu Bo, are you poisoned?"
"Besides, the poison has penetrated into the bone marrow and is almost unsuppressable, right?"
"What?!"
Dugu Bo suddenly stood up, his eyes full of shock and vigilance.
This is his biggest secret! Except for himself, even his son who died early does not know the details. How does Pope, who is far away from Spirit City, know?!
"Don't be so surprised."
Nan Feng raised his right hand, and in the palm of his hand, a purple-black air flow slowly rotated, exuding a heart-stopping fishy-sweet smell.
That is the top poison belonging to Death Spider Emperor.
"Although I'm not as obsessed with drugs as you are, and I even turned myself into a drug addict."
Nan Feng looked at Dugu Bo with a calm tone:
"But I also know a thing or two about playing drugs."
"It's hard for me to pretend that I can't see how you look like your hall is turning black, your meridians are blocked, and your heart is poisonous."
Dugu Bo stared at the poisonous gas in Nan Feng's hands, feeling a turmoil in his heart.
But he was an old Jianghu after all, so he quickly forced himself to calm down, sat back on the chair, and asked in a deep voice:
"His Holiness the Pope, what do you mean?"
"The meaning is very simple."
Nan Feng retracted his palm, pointed at Dugu Yan in his arms, and then pointed at Dugu Bo:
"I can help you detoxify."
"Not only can it help you solve the pain of Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison's backlash, it can even help you reach a higher level, helping you break through the bottleneck that has troubled you for many years and step into the realm of Titled Douluo."
"Including your granddaughter."
Nan Feng touched Dugu Yan's hair:
"I can also detoxify the poison in her body. I can even accept her as my disciple and train her myself. With her talent and my teachings, her future is guaranteed to be Titled Douluo, and her achievements will never be lower than yours."
Upon hearing these words, Dugu Bo's breathing suddenly became rapid.
Detoxification! Break through the ban! Granddaughter's future!
Each of these three conditions accurately hit his Achilles heel, making him unable to resist at all.
But he didn't lose his mind.
There is no free lunch in the world, let alone making a deal with this woman Pope who is known for her ruthless tactics.
"Then what do I have to pay?"
Dugu Bo asked in a hoarse voice:
"His Holiness the Pope is so kind and loving, so you must have a big goal, right?"
"Smart."
Nan Feng snapped his fingers:
"I want you to do something for me. Don't worry, I'm not asking you to die, or to do something harmful to nature. I just need to borrow your ability and... somewhere."
Dugu Bo was silent for a moment, his eyes flickered, and finally asked tentatively:
"What if... I refuse?"
"Refuse?"
Nan Feng smiled.
That smile was as warm as the spring breeze, but it made Tang Yuehua and Dugu Bo present feel a chill to their bones at the same time.
"Of course."
Nan Feng shrugged, with a reasonable look on his face:
"I don't like forcing others the most. There is no justice in buying and selling."
"But..."
Nan Feng changed the topic and narrowed his purple eyes slightly, revealing a desperate sense of oppression:
"Promising has the benefits of agreeing; refusing, of course, also has the price of refusing."
"The poison on your body, the poison on your granddaughter, and your Titled Douluo dream that hasn't warmed up yet..."
"Even if you and your grandson can leave this room tonight."
Nan Feng looked at Dugu Bo with a soft voice:
"What do you think..."
"Can you afford this?"
Listening to Nan Feng's words that were like a devil's whisper, Dugu Bo fell into a deathly silence.
His eyes wandered back and forth between the sleeping Dugu Yan in his arms and the smiling Pope opposite.
He is not a fool, nor is he a hot-blooded young man just starting out. He has lived for most of his life and has seen too many intrigues, so he naturally understands the subtext of Nan Feng's words.
This is a multiple-choice question with no reject option at all.
Either bow your head and agree to Pope's conditions in exchange for the survival of the grandfather and grandson and their future prosperity and wealth.
Or... people of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent lineage will completely cut off the incense in this elegant room tonight, and will be removed from the Douluo Continent from now on.
If it was just him Dugu Bo, if he died, he would be dead. Even if it was a life-and-death fight, two of the opponent's teeth would be broken.
But Yanyan...
Looking at the childish sleeping face of his granddaughter, the determination in Dugu Bo's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a kind of helplessness and compromise as a grandfather.
This is his only relative in this cruel world, and also his only weakness.
There was a long silence.
Dugu Bo took a deep breath, his voice was hoarse, as if he had aged ten years in an instant:
"I can agree to work for His Holiness the Pope."
"But..."
Dugu Bo raised his head, his green eyes flashing with the last trace of persistence:
"Although I, Dugu Bo, am not a good person, I do have my own bottom line. If I am asked to do things that are harmful to nature and violate the moral principles in my heart, I will not do it even if it means death."
"Morality?"
Nan Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile:
"Then I'm curious, Dugu Bo."
"If for the sake of peace in the world and to allow more people to live, I ask you to poison someone, or some people. Does this count as a violation of morality for you?"