Dugu Bo smiled contemptuously upon hearing this.
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?" He shook his head, with disdain in his tone, "Those sect families only have interests in their eyes. Yu Tianheng may be somewhat sincere towards Yanyan, but can he make the decision? His superiors There is Yu Yuanzhen, that old dragon, and a bunch of family elders. When I die, Yanyan will be just a somewhat talented Soul Master to them. He is worth winning over, but not worth protecting desperately."
He paused and his tone became cold. "Besides... I don't trust them either. Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison is too domineering, so those people in the sect may not have other thoughts."
Although these words were cryptic, Zhou Qiubai already understood.
The inheritance of poisonous techniques left by Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul and Dugu Bo in Dugu Yan is a huge temptation for those sects.
Once Dugu Bo is gone, it is still unknown whether Dugu Yan can keep these things.
There is no telling what the future fate of Dugu Yan will be. It is just a breeding tool to keep Jade Phosphorous Serpent.
Don't you see that after ten thousand years, no one named Dugu can be found?
"What about the second thing?" Yang Guyun asked next.
Dugu Bo looked at him solemnly. "The second thing, I hope to invite your grandpa Yang Wudi to come Heaven Dou City."
Yang Guyun's brows wrinkled slightly.
"I have been poisoned, and it cannot be cured by ordinary means." Dugu Bo said, "Maybe Breaking Clan's Alchemy can save me."
He took out a letter from his arms and pushed it in front of Yang Guyun: "This is my handwritten letter to Yang Wudi. Please send it together. Of course, your work will not be in vain."
Yang Guyun was silent for a moment and said, "I can write to grandpa. But I can't guarantee whether he will come."
After all, it was Titled Douluo's request. Although they were jealous, they still didn't dare to make a decision easily if they couldn't guarantee it 100%.
All I can say is that it depends on people.
Moreover, Dugu Bo has begged in front of these two juniors. If he didn't do something, it would be too disrespectful to Titled Douluo.
"That's enough." Dugu Bo nodded, then took out a small jade bottle from his arms and pushed it in front of Zhou Qiubai, "This is Poison-Repelling Pill that I refined with Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison. There are three pills in total. If you take one pill, you can resist most toxins in the world for twelve hours. This is my sincerity."
Zhou Qiubai Pick up the jade bottle.
"This is too expensive," he said.
"Keep it." Dugu Bo waved his hand, "The enemies you will face in the future will inevitably use poison. It will be safer if you have this thing with you."
At this point, the refusal seems a bit redundant.
Zhou Qiubai accepted the jade bottle and said thank you.
"Okay, let's finish talking about the business." Dugu Bo picked up the chopsticks again, "Let's eat, the food is almost cold."
The atmosphere suddenly relaxed, and the four of them began to eat. Occasionally they chatted about some light topics, switching from their cultivation experiences to interesting anecdotes about Heaven Dou City.
However, Zhou Qiubai noticed that Dugu Bo ate very little.
I only tasted one or two bites of each dish and drank only two glasses of wine.
His movements were still calm, but the fatigue between his brows could not be concealed.
An hour later, the banquet ended.
According to ancient etiquette, guests should take the initiative to help the host clear away the tableware after a meal.
Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun stood up and wanted to clean up, but Dugu Bo waved their hands to stop them. "No, there are servants here."
This is a cue to see off guests.
The two understood and said goodbye.
Dugu Yan sent them out of the house, speechless all the way.
It wasn't until she was in front of the house that she said softly, "Thank you."
Zhou Qiubai shook his head. "We haven't done anything yet, so you're welcome."
"You agree to consider it, it's already a matter of affection." Dugu Yan said, "Grandpa... he has an arrogant temper and never asks for help easily. I can speak today, but there is really nothing I can do about it."
It was also because of her that Dugu Bo, who had always been aloof and arrogant, humbly asked for help.
After all, judging from their Dugu Family's situation, if Dugu Yan does not cultivate to Soul Saint in the next five years, I am afraid she will follow her father.
Fortunately, with the Dugu Clan's resources and Dugu Yan's talent, this is not a difficult task.
But what about behind?
Is it possible that Dugu Yan has to endure the same pain as Dugu Bo?
Zhou Qiubai looked at her and suddenly said, "Don't worry, we will try our best to do what we promised."
Dugu Yan looked at him deeply, bowed and saluted. "Thank you."
The two left Dugu Manor and slowly returned along the street.
After walking some distance, Yang Guyun suddenly said, "You agreed?"
"I agreed to the first request." Zhou Qiubai said, "If Dugu Bo is really gone and Dugu Yan encounters a life-or-death crisis, we will take action. But the premise is that it is within the scope of our capabilities and does not violate our principles."
"What about the second one?"
"The second one is up to you." Zhou Qiubai looked at him, "Would you like to write a letter to Elder Yang?"
Yang Guyun was silent for a moment, took out the letter from his arms, took out the pen and paper he carried with him, sat on the table of a tea stall on the street and started writing a letter.
Then I found a civil information bureau and asked them to send the letter as soon as possible.
But from Heaven Dou City to the Star Luo Empire, even if we use the fastest flight Spirit Beast to send the letter, it will take at least a month for Yang Wudi to receive the letter and arrive at Heaven Dou City.
After doing all this, he said, "Do your best and obey the destiny."
Zhou Qiubai smiled, "That's enough."
After walking a certain distance, Zhou Qiubai suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction of the Dugu Manor.
The mansion loomed in the dusk, like a silent beast.
"Poison..." he said softly, "If it hurts others, it also hurts yourself."
Yang Guyun did not answer the call.
In this world, everyone is struggling.
Dugu Bo is struggling to live a few more years, Dugu Yan is struggling to keep everything his grandfather left behind, and they are also trying to find the path they want to take.
No one is easier than anyone else.
But you have to keep going.
When dusk fell, the lamps were lit in the Dugu Manor's Study.
Dugu Bo did not go to the main hall or return to the bedroom, but sat alone behind the desk.
Several volumes of medical books were spread out on the case. The ink had dried, but he Jiujiu had not turned a page.
The door was gently pushed open, and Dugu Yan walked in carrying a tea tray.
"Grandpa, drink some ginseng tea." She put the teacup on the table.
Dugu Bo said "hmm" but didn't move.
Dugu Yan sat down on the chair opposite him, was silent for a moment, and then asked in a low voice, "Do you think... they will help?"
"I've already helped." Dugu Bo finally looked away, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.
"Yang Guyun wrote the letter, and Zhou Qiubai also agreed to the first request. For people who met for the first time, this is already the limit."
He can't use Titled Douluo's pressure to force it, right?
If you do that, let alone Zhou Qiubai's temperament that they would rather die than give in. Even if they really agree, I'm afraid it's just a blank check.