Nothing Else, Just Lots of Medicine!

What does anything matter compared to the lives and continuation of loved ones, compared to the pain that can consume everything?

A chilling despair and boundless weariness instantly overwhelmed this once-renowned Titled Douluo.

Dugu Bo could almost hear the string of pride within him finally snapping under the immense pressure of reality.

Time passed in deathly silence, the air so heavy it was almost stagnant.

Finally, after a long, suffocating silence, Dugu Bo's body swayed slightly.

Dugu Bo slowly and with great difficulty lowered his proud head.

This movement seemed to drain all his strength, causing him to hunch over.

When Dugu Bo raised his head again, all the sharpness, struggle, and resentment in his eyes had vanished, leaving only a resigned dejection and a trace of humble pleading.

He looked at Lin Xia, his voice hoarse and dry, carrying an unprecedented sense of humility:

"Your Highness... Your His Highness the Holy Son..."

Dugu Bo's voice was extremely strained, as if each word was being rubbed on sandpaper.

"Just now... I misspoke."

Dugu Bo swallowed hard, as if admitting his mistake was more painful than suffering the backlash of snake venom.

"This old man... is senile and doesn't understand Your Highness's good intentions."

Dugu Bo closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his gaze was filled with only earnestness:

"I implore... I implore Your His Highness the Holy Son, to lend a helping hand! If you can save my grandmother and me from this Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison and ensure Yan Yan's safety... I, Dugu Bo, am willing to join the Spirit Hall with my granddaughter, Dugu Yan! I will go through fire and water for you, at your service! Heaven and earth bear witness to my heart!"

He practically uttered the last few words through gritted teeth, with a resolute determination that came from the brink of despair.

For the sake of his granddaughter's life and the future of his Dugu Family bloodline, Dugu Bo finally lowered his proud head.

"Grandfather!"

Dugu Yan's beautiful eyes widened, and tears instantly filled her eyes.

She felt sorry for her grandfather's condescension, and she understood what was behind this promise. Her heart was filled with mixed emotions, but she also knew that this was the only way out.

Lin Xia's chewing motion quietly stopped when Dugu Bo uttered the humble "Your His Highness the Holy Son."

Lin Xia slowly and methodically placed the remaining half of the pastry back onto the plate, then took out a wet wipe and wiped her mouth and fingers again, her movements meticulous.

As Dugu Bo finished speaking, "At your service," Lin Xia's pure, innocent smile, even tinged with childlike naiveté, instantly blossomed again, like the sunshine breaking through the ice in early spring.

Lin Xia nimbly jumped off the chair and walked briskly back to Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan.

At this moment, his small figure seemed to be surrounded by an indescribable halo in the eyes of the grandfather and grandson.

"Wouldn't it have been better to do this earlier?"

Lin Xia's voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of nonchalant ease, as if the clash that had just occurred, which was enough to make Titled Douluo bow his head, was just a small misunderstanding.

"Senior Dugu, rest assured."

Lin Xia tilted her small face up, her eyes clear and determined, displaying a composure and confidence beyond her years.

"I, Lin Xia, keep my word. I am confident that I can completely remove the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison from your and Sister Yanyan's bodies, so that you will never have to suffer from this backlash again."

Lin Xia turned her gaze to Dugu Yan, her smile becoming even brighter and more sincere.

"As for helping Sister Yanyan Martial Soul Evolution, since I promised, I will definitely do it! My Spirit Hall has plenty of resources and methods to help you achieve the potential of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor!"

Looking into Lin Xia's confident and genuinely clear eyes, and feeling the undeniable certainty in his words, Dugu Bo felt a storm churning within him.

Although a sense of absurdity, "How could this be?" still lingered deep in her heart, Lin Xia's identity— the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall —was itself a huge endorsement.

He represents the face of the Spirit Hall and the will of Pope Bibi Dong.

Deceiving a Titled Douluo, especially with the promise of curing poison and saving a life—a matter of great importance to the Spirit Hall's reputation—is far too costly and risky; the Spirit Hall would never allow it.

Moreover, although this young Holy Son's actions were unpredictable and his methods were shrewd, his inherent pride and his commitment to keeping his word were clearly revealed in this brief encounter.

Never mind...

Dugu Bo sighed inwardly, and the tension in his heart finally eased. What followed was immense exhaustion, but also a faint glimmer of hope for a way Reversal.

'Whether it's true or false, we'll find out soon enough. If he really can... then what harm is there in me joining the Spirit Hall? If he can't... humph, I'll risk my old life to take Yan Yan and flee to the ends of the earth!'

Dugu Bo took a deep breath, and solemnly clasped his hands in greeting to Lin Xia and Bibi Dong, who was sitting in the main seat. This time, he lowered his posture even further.

"In that case... I thank Your His Highness the Holy Son! I thank Your His Holiness the Pope! Dugu Bo... awaits Your Highness's arrangements!"

Seeing Dugu Bo's straightforwardness, even with a sense of relief after burning one's bridges, Lin Xia's pure smile deepened, like the warmest sunshine in spring.

Lin Xia nodded, her voice clear and firm.

"Senior Dugu's profound understanding of righteousness is truly a wise move. All of that is negotiable. However..."

Lin Xia changed the subject abruptly, her tone carrying a childlike sense of entitlement.

"Helping you remove the poison and assisting Sister Yanyan in Martial Soul Evolution isn't something that can be accomplished just by talking; some preparations are necessary."

Lin Xia looked at Dugu Bo with her clear, large eyes, conveying a perfectly timed "Thank you for your help."

"Senior Dugu, do you have any rare medicinal herbs in your collection? For example... those that are very old, have extreme properties, or contain special energy?"

Dugu Bo was immersed in the complex emotions of putting aside his last bit of pride and fighting for a glimmer of hope for his granddaughter's future when he heard Lin Xia only ask about medicinal herbs. His tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed, and he almost laughed out loud.

As a renowned Poison Douluo, he devoted his life to the study of poisons, and naturally, antidotes were inseparable from various rare and precious herbs. Collecting rare medicinal materials was his greatest hobby and source of confidence, aside from cultivation!

"Hahaha!"

Dugu Bo let out a slightly hoarse but relaxed laugh, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, which even lightened his gloomy aura.

Dugu Bo waved his hand, his emerald eyes gleaming with confidence.

"Your His Highness the Holy Son, I thought you were going to have some difficult matter to discuss! Medicinal herbs? I have plenty over there! I have roamed the continent for decades and am known as the Poison Douluo. I am not only skilled in using poison, but also an expert in recognizing and storing medicinal herbs!"

"Of the rare and precious medicinal herbs on the continent, I dare not say my Herb Garden contains them all, but it certainly has a very rich collection! Your His Highness the Holy Son, please just ask for anything you need, there's no need to worry!"

Dugu Bo's tone carried a hint of pride; this was indeed one of the few remaining assets that allowed him to avoid bowing down to the Spirit Hall.