Even If You Want to Turn Me Into a Tool, I Have No Complaints!?

Dugu Yan fell silent.

She did not want to believe it.

A complete stranger, an ordinary person, had suddenly told her: You're poisoned, and your whole family died from poisoning.

Who would believe that?

But Ye Qing had been right.

On rainy days, her ribs stabbed with pain.

She had never mentioned this to anyone.

"What, still hesitating?"

Seeing the uncertainty on her face, Ye Qing knew he had successfully pried open her psychological defenses, so he pressed his advantage.

"How about this? Let's make a bet."

"What kind of bet?"

Dugu Yan raised her head, wariness in her emerald eyes.

"Go back and ask your grandfather."

Ye Qing raised one finger. "Dugu Bo is a Titled Douluo, the number one poison master on the continent. Would he not know whether you and he were poisoned?"

"If he says you aren't poisoned, then treat everything I said as nonsense. You can deal with me however you want."

"But if he says you really are poisoned..."

The corners of Ye Qing's lips curled slightly. "Then you'll have to take responsibility for me."

Dugu Yan: "..."

She suspected she had misheard him.

"You want me to take responsibility for you?"

"Of course."

Ye Qing nodded as if it were only natural. "You slept with me. By the rules, you should have taken responsibility in the first place."

"Now I've even risked my life to tell you the truth about your poisoning. That's a life-saving favor."

"Putting those two things together, shouldn't you take responsibility for me?"

Dugu Yan gritted her teeth. "You know my grandfather is the Poison Douluo, and you still dare ask me to take responsibility for you?"

"Precisely because I know, you need to take responsibility even more."

Ye Qing wore a righteous expression. "Think about it. If your grandfather finds out about us, his first reaction will definitely be to poison me into mush."

"But if you take responsibility for me, then I'll be your man."

"Then you'll have to protect me firmly and take the hits for me. Your grandfather can't possibly poison his own granddaughter's husband to death, can he?"

Dugu Yan: "..."

What kind of thought process was that?

Wait.

It made so much sense that she could not refute him for a moment.

"Besides."

Ye Qing added, "If you marry me, not only will I refrain from exposing the fact that you forced yourself on me, I'll also help you and our grandfather detoxify."

"Think about it. A method that can solve the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul's age-old problem in exchange for a title—is that too much to ask?"

"..."

Dugu Yan took a deep breath, then another!

She felt that the absurd things she had encountered today outnumbered everything from the past decade combined.

How could this man make marrying into her family sound so utterly justified?

And he was already calling him our grandfather?

Dugu Yan had never met anyone so shameless!

"Fine."

"I'll go back and ask my grandfather."

"But before that—"

Her emerald eyes abruptly turned dangerous. "You need to tell me what the price will be if you're wrong."

Ye Qing spread his arms, open and honest. "I swear upon my Martial Soul. If I'm wrong, you can deal with me however you want."

"Even if you want to imprison me and use me as a juicing tool every day, I'll have no complaints."

Dugu Yan: "..."

Dugu Yan: "Who the hell wants to imprison you and juice you?!"

The image exploded in her mind, and her entire face flushed from her neck to the tips of her ears.

Why was this man so shameless when he spoke?!

"I'm not some perverted man-crazy woman!"

Dugu Yan practically shouted it.

"That's not necessarily true."

Ye Qing muttered quietly, "That wasn't how you acted last night..."

"Shut up!!!"

Dugu Yan flew into a rage from embarrassment and raised her hand, intending to summon her Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul.

But when she remembered that she had made the first move last night, she forcibly held herself back.

She could not hit him.

If she did, she would really become a female hooligan!

"The bet is on."

Dugu Yan forced out the four words through clenched teeth.

The other party had already sworn upon his Martial Soul, so she had nothing more to say.

"You'd better pray that what you said is true. Otherwise... hmph!"

After Ye Qing explained a few more details of the wager, Dugu Yan got up to leave.

But the moment she took a step, her entire body froze.

A tearing pain came from somewhere, nearly making her stumble to the ground.

Dugu Yan braced herself against the wall, and her expression became exceptionally vivid.

It hurt!

It fucking hurt!

The sudden pain also made those fragmented memories from last night abruptly become clear.

After she had pounced on him, that brat had been unable to resist at first, but afterward...

Dugu Yan turned back in humiliation and anger, shooting Ye Qing a vicious glare.

This guy might have been an ordinary person, but his talent in certain areas was terrifyingly powerful!

Even her dignified Soul Elder physique could not withstand it.

Ye Qing was baffled by her glare, but seeing her leaning against the wall, he instantly understood.

He immediately put on the expression of an innocent victim.

"What are you looking at me for? Last night, you were clearly the one who..."

"Don't say it!"

Dugu Yan nearly roared as she cut him off, killing intent overflowing from her emerald eyes.

"Keep what happened last night buried in your stomach!"

"If you dare tell anyone, forget my grandfather—I'll poison you to death myself!"

"I promise I won't say anything!"

Ye Qing raised both hands in surrender. "If you poison me to death, no one will be left to detoxify you."

Dugu Yan left.

In a slightly awkward posture, she slammed the door behind her and stormed off in fury.

Ye Qing was left alone in the room.

He let out a long breath and collapsed onto the messy bed.

"Thrilling."

Staring at the ceiling, he muttered, "Fucking thrilling."

He had transmigrated to Douluo Continent, been forced to marry Dugu Yan, and become a prospective live-in grandson-in-law of Dugu Bo.

Who else could pull off something like that?

Of course, the risk was enormous as well.

If Dugu Yan broke their agreement and exposed him, Dugu Bo might charge over in a rage and kill him so thoroughly that not even ashes would remain.

But he had to gamble.

Having transmigrated into an ordinary person with a useless Martial Soul, if he did not take a chance, he would be nothing but a background extra for the rest of his life.

Since heaven had given him this opportunity, he had to make it big!

"The immortal herbs at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well..."

Ye Qing clenched his fists, a blazing light flashing in his eyes.

"Whether I can marry into wealth and soar to the top depends on this move!"

Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

After Dugu Yan returned, she was completely dazed.

What happened last night.

What happened this morning.

The poisoning.

The wager.

All that information churned into a tangled mess in her mind, leaving her unable to think normally at all.

Especially that guy named Ye Qing.

He was clearly just a pretty little man who was not even a Soul Master, yet he dared threaten a Soul Elder whose grandfather was a Titled Douluo.

He clearly looked fair, tender, and harmless, yet he was full of schemes.

He was clearly the one who had gotten the better deal, so why had she ended up on the back foot at every turn?

Just who was this man?

"Yanzi!"

A voice suddenly came from ahead.

Yu Tianheng strode over quickly, a delighted smile on his face.

As the captain of the Imperial Fighting Team and a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Tianheng had always been a prominent figure at the academy.

And everyone in the academy knew about his feelings for Dugu Yan.

"Yanzi, why are you coming back from outside the academy so early in the morning?"

Yu Tianheng walked up to Dugu Yan and naturally blocked her path.

Dugu Yan halted.

She raised her head and glanced at Yu Tianheng.

Then she walked straight past him.

Without saying a word.

Without giving him a single look.

As if Yu Tianheng were nothing but air.

"?"

Yu Tianheng froze where he stood.

The smile had not yet faded from his face, but it had already completely stiffened.

Quite a few students nearby witnessed the scene and began whispering among themselves.

"Huh? Dugu Yan ignored Yu Tianheng?"

"What's going on? Weren't they getting along pretty well before?"

"Shh, keep it down..."

Yu Tianheng's ears burned red.

He did not understand.

His relationship with Dugu Yan had clearly been progressing quite well before.

They had formed teams to fight Soul Battles, trained together, and occasionally chatted.

He had thought he was already growing closer to Dugu Yan.

So why had he suddenly... been treated like air?

"Yanzi!"

Yu Tianheng turned and chased after her a few steps. "Are you in a bad mood? You can tell me if something's wrong."

Yet Dugu Yan did not stop walking or look back.

"Not in the mood."

Three words, cold enough to freeze ice.

Yu Tianheng's feet nailed themselves to the ground.

Watching Dugu Yan's retreating back, he clenched his fists.

What exactly had happened?

Why had Yanzi's attitude toward her changed so drastically?

Girls' dormitory.

Ye Lingling was sitting on the edge of her bed reading. When she saw Dugu Yan push open the door and enter, she immediately got up to greet her.

"Yanzi! Where did you go last night?"

Ye Lingling's voice was full of worry. "When I came back and didn't see you, I was so worried I barely slept all night."

She was Dugu Yan's best friend at the academy, and the one who understood her best.

When Dugu Yan saw Ye Lingling, her taut nerves finally relaxed somewhat.

"It's nothing."

She pursed her lips and swallowed the words that had reached her mouth. "I just... went to a hotel and slept."

She couldn't exactly tell Lingling that she had forced herself on an innocent young man, only for him to cling to her and demand that she "marry him," could she?

She would never be able to say something like that, even if it killed her.

"Are you really all right?"

Ye Lingling carefully studied Dugu Yan's expression and keenly sensed that something was wrong.

Yanzi usually walked like the wind. Why was her posture today... a little strange?

"I'm really fine."

Avoiding Ye Lingling's probing gaze, Dugu Yan turned and began packing her things. "Lingling, I need to take leave and go home."

"Go home?"

Ye Lingling froze. "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"There's something I need to ask Grandpa about."

Dugu Yan moved quickly, packing her bundle in just a few motions. "Don't worry about me. I'll be back soon."

"But—"

Ye Lingling wanted to say more, but Dugu Yan had already carried her bundle to the door.

"You really don't need to worry."

Dugu Yan turned back and forced out a smile. "When I come back, I'll explain if I get the chance."

Yeah, there probably wouldn't be a chance.

Then she hurried out of the dormitory.

Leaving Ye Lingling standing there alone, her face full of worry.

Something was wrong with Yanzi.

Very wrong.

She looked out the window.

Dugu Yan's hurried figure disappeared at the end of the academy avenue.