The Dugu Family's Third Generation

Qian Renxue initially wanted to refuse, but Feng Baiyu insisted on feeding her.

The moment the Whale Glue entered her stomach, a wave of dry heat swept through Qian Renxue's entire body like a rising tide. Within moments, her naturally fair cheeks were stained with a captivating crimson, and fine beads of sweat quietly seeped out, slowly sliding down her smooth forehead.

"What are you thinking about!" Feng Baiyu spoke up. "Hurry and use your soul power to refine the medicinal properties!"

Feng Baiyu's voice brought Qian Renxue back to her senses, and she hurriedly circulated her soul power to refine the effects of that mouthful of Whale Glue.

Qian Renxue was, after all, a level 43 Soul Ancestor; that tiny bit of Whale Glue didn't have much of an effect on her. However, Feng Baiyu had seen her flustered appearance just a moment ago quite clearly.

By the time Qian Renxue finished refining the Whale Glue, her face was still flushed red. Overcome with shyness, she ran straight outside.

Before Feng Baiyu could even speak, he realized Qian Renxue had already bolted from the room. He put away the remaining Whale Glue and hurriedly walked out after her.

"Young Mistress?"

When She Long saw Qian Renxue running out of Feng Baiyu's room with a flushed face, cold sweat couldn't help but break out on his body.

The Young Mistress and Young Master Feng were just in the room together, could it be... If this really happened, the Grand Elder would kill me!

Impossible, Young Master Feng isn't even eight years old yet, how could he possibly do such a thing?

Thinking of the young master's age, She Long wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Scaring myself for nothing.

At the same time, Blood Thorn had already walked up to Qian Renxue. He didn't let his mind wander, simply asking with concern: "Young Mistress, are you alright?"

"I am fine." Qian Renxue had long since finished refining that small mouthful of Whale Glue; she had only run out because she was shy. She had already regained her composure and said, "Let us return."

Having said that, she didn't even bid farewell to Feng Baiyu, who was chasing after her, and had the two Title Douluo take her away quickly.

Just after the three of them left, Feng Qingluan suddenly appeared beside his grandson: "You brat, this progress..."

"Grandfather, what are you thinking!" Feng Baiyu looked at his grandfather and said, "You don't actually think I was going to do anything to Sister Xue, do you?"

"No, of course not." Feng Qingluan denied it with his words, but the expression on his face clearly said: That is exactly what I think.

"Believe whatever you want. When we played house as children, she was my wife dozens of times over." Feng Baiyu didn't bother arguing with his grandfather, adding languidly, "I'm just worried that by the time I actually marry her, you still won't have won over Great-Aunt."

Feng Baiyu didn't care about people teasing him about his relationship with Qian Renxue, because even the parties involved couldn't distinguish what kind of emotion this was.

Was it friendship, or perhaps familial affection?

Regardless, Qian Renxue liked playing with Feng Baiyu, and Feng Baiyu didn't mind this "freebie" little angel.

Most importantly, he wasn't even eight years old yet!

Even if he wanted to take off Qian Renxue's clothes, he would have to wait ten years.

However, Feng Baiyu's words had indeed stimulated Feng Qingluan.

Feng Qingluan had been getting along well with War Eagle these past few days, and he hadn't hidden his intentions too much. War Eagle could also see his feelings, and she didn't have any sense of resistance.

However, the two of them still hadn't spoken openly about the matter.

Hearing his grandson's words now, Feng Qingluan felt like he was being looked down upon.

Feng Qingluan turned and left; he felt he should go find War Eagle to communicate some more.

He had already thought of the content of the communication: playing chess!

Tonight, he, Feng Qingluan, was going to play chess with War Eagle all night long!

The next day, just as Feng Baiyu was cultivating, Dugu Bo and his family of three came to visit.

Dugu Bo had changed into clean clothes, and his entire demeanor was much more spirited. Dugu Yan was only twelve years old now, and she stood to the side looking quite well-behaved. Dugu Xin, however, had a sickly appearance that was even more severe than Dugu Bo's had been before he was saved!

"Your Excellency Qingluan, Young Friend Feng." Dugu Bo straightened his robes and bowed deeply to the two of them, his tone solemn and earnest: "Dugu Bo will never forget the grace of your life-saving favor. This life-saving kindness cannot be repaid, so today I offer eight million gold soul coins as a small token of my gratitude. If there is any need in the future, Dugu Bo will go through fire and water without hesitation."

"You speak too heavily." Feng Qingluan didn't care for the gratitude of a Soul Douluo; he just said dismissively, "Whatever repayment you have, just tell Baiyu."

Feng Baiyu's gaze had been fixed on Dugu Xin. Hearing his grandfather shift the topic to him, he spoke up: "Your poison is almost beyond suppression. If you aren't treated in time, you have at most half a month left to live!"

[Name]: Dugu Xin [Martial Soul]: Jade Phosphorus Snake [Age]: Thirty-eight [Cultivation]: Level 57 Soul King [Soul Skills]: [Jade Phosphorus Fire Poison] [Jade Phosphorus Purple Poison] [Corrosive Black Witch Snake] [Jade Phosphorus Maze] [Snake Python Heavenly Shield] [Current Status]: Critically ill, poison has entered the bone marrow, medicine is of no use...

As Feng Baiyu's strength increased, he could now see the status of anyone at the Soul King level. In a case like Dugu Xin's, he could see the problem at a glance.

But because he stated it so brazenly, the expressions of the three changed drastically.

Dugu Bo was shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief. Dugu Xin was slightly stunned, then revealed a bitter smile. Dugu Yan was extremely skeptical, and she spoke up: "Impossible, my father is just sick. He will get better soon, he won't die!"

If it weren't for her grandfather telling her to show respect to the Feng Family before they came, Dugu Yan might have already started cursing. They had only come to pay a visit and express gratitude; how could someone curse others to die like that?

Feng Baiyu didn't mind Dugu Yan's agitated emotions. He just looked at Dugu Xin and continued: "Your poison flares up most severely at noon and midnight every day, with each episode lasting between a quarter of an hour and half an hour. The toxins rampaging through your meridians cause your muscles to twitch uncontrollably..."

After finishing his description of Dugu Xin's condition, Feng Baiyu paused, turned his head toward Dugu Bo, and said: "Your situation is even more severe, but your cultivation is stronger, so you can just hold out a bit longer than him."

"As for you." Feng Baiyu glanced at Dugu Yan and spoke, "You've fainted at least twice in the last three months, haven't you?"

Feng Baiyu finished listing the symptoms of all three in one breath, leaving the Dugu family of three stunned into silence.

Feng Baiyu understood them even better than they understood themselves; not only was everything he said spot-on, but the three of them hadn't even been aware of each other's conditions.

Dugu Yan, in particular, had never told her father or grandfather about her second fainting spell. Furthermore, she had been completely unaware that her father and grandfather were so terminally ill.

"This poison is brought about by your Martial Souls! Your Martial Souls are defective; it is only through miraculous encounters that you, Mr. Dugu, have managed to reach your current stage of cultivation." Feng Baiyu shook his head helplessly and sighed, "It is a pity that your Dugu Family has played with poison for generations, yet you are utterly helpless against the backlash of the toxins within your own bodies!"

"Young Friend Feng!"

Dugu Bo's figure swayed violently. Before Feng Baiyu could react, he dropped to his knees with a heavy thud. His usually arrogant head was now bowed low, his graying hair falling over his shoulders, and his voice carried an unconcealable tremor and plea: "I beg you... I beg you to save my son's life!"

"Dad!"

"Grandfather!"

Seeing Dugu Bo kneel, Dugu Xin and Dugu Yan hurried to help him up.

However, Feng Qingluan was faster; a surge of soul power moved, directly lifting Dugu Bo and placing him onto a nearby chair.

"For anyone else, encountering this Jade Phosphorus Snake poison would mean certain death with no hope of survival." Feng Baiyu's gaze swept over the three of them, his tone calm yet filled with unquestionable certainty, before he shifted his tone: "But for me, there are as many as nine different ways to break it."

"Nine ways!"