Your Whole Family Is Sick

Dugu Yan's fists clenched slightly. Dark lines appeared across her newly blossoming beautiful face, and fury seemed ready to burst from her eyes.

"Go to hell!"

Her grandfather, Dugu Bo, was the Poison Douluo and the greatest poison user in the world. She herself had been doted on by him since childhood, and Dugu Yan believed she could inherit her grandfather's mantle. Yet now someone was saying her poison was merely average—and mocking her like this.

"Miss Dugu, as a lady, you seem rather unqualified. How can you curse at people?"

"That kind of behavior is terribly lacking in feminine charm, Miss Dugu. Do you know that? Right now, you look just like a tomboy."

Yun Chen raised a brow and began mercilessly attacking the already enraged Dugu Yan on a personal level.

Yun Chen sighed softly and looked at Dugu Yan with some helplessness, his gaze resembling one of concern for the intellectually disabled. He muttered under his breath.

"What a pity. She's sick."

"Who are you calling sick?! You're sick! Your whole family is sick!"

Yun Chen's seemingly casual remark made Dugu Yan explode like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

At that moment, Dugu Yan no longer cared about the pressure Yun Chen exuded. There was only one thought in her mind: rush over, get close to Yun Chen, and scratch that impossibly handsome face of his to pieces.

Dugu Yan stomped her right foot against the ground and shot forward like a vicious venomous snake, pouncing straight at Yun Chen.

Seeing this, Yun Chen's smile faded. Watching Dugu Yan charge at him like a madwoman, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he felt speechless.

With such a chaotic attack rhythm, wasn't she obviously completely thrown off?

Yun Chen neither dodged nor evaded. He simply stood directly in Dugu Yan's path, watching her approach with a faint smile.

When Dugu Yan saw this, her speed increased once more.

But Yun Chen had no sense of fair play. His figure flashed, and he appeared directly beside Dugu Yan.

Dugu Yan had no time to react. Her mind had reacted, but her body was still charging forward under the force of inertia.

That alone would have been fine. It would merely have been an excellent dodge.

But what did Yun Chen do? He extended his right hand and seized Dugu Yan by her slender neck, forcibly halting her advancing body midway.

"Ugh! Ugh!... Let me go..."

Yun Chen lifted the barely one-and-a-half-meter-tall Dugu Yan with one hand. His large hand gripped her throat tightly, leaving her unable even to breathe.

Dugu Yan struggled desperately in midair.

But all of it was useless. The terrifying strength granted by Yun Chen's Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff Martial Soul Possession held her firmly in place. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not contend with him.

With her life threatened, Dugu Yan instinctively poured all her Soul Power into her venom. The poison attribute within her Soul Power began to circulate madly, raising clouds of poison mist so dense they were nearly solid.

The surrounding flowers and grass instantly withered upon touching the poison mist, shriveling and dissolving into pools of dark green liquid.

But when Dugu Yan looked at Yun Chen, she discovered that he showed no reaction at all. He was even staring distractedly into the distance.

As for why Yun Chen had fallen into a reverie, it was naturally because the posture Dugu Yan had displayed when he lifted her up resembled the time he had played cosplay with Sister Xue'er in the secret chamber.

Only, Sister Xue'er's gaze back then had been far more seductive than Dugu Yan's. Dugu Yan was simply in pain.

Hiss... Why do I suddenly miss Sister Xue'er a little?

Looks like I'll have to go discuss cultivation insights with Sister Xue'er tonight. She was very satisfied with my teaching the day before yesterday.

Just how satisfied was she? Yun Chen could only say that Qian Renxue had been so satisfied that she worshipped him like her deceased father.

Hmm, I learned turtle shell bondage a couple of days ago. This is the perfect chance to try it. I can make an angel-binding rope in the future.

While Yun Chen was still indulging in his fantasies, he suddenly felt the weight in his hand grow slightly heavier.

He abruptly came back to his senses and looked at the Dugu Yan he was holding up, only to find that she was about to pass out. White foam kept spilling from her mouth, and her eyes had nearly rolled all the way back.

"Fuck, this is bad!"

He immediately let go of Dugu Yan, but the way he released her was somewhat unreasonable. Dugu Yan plummeted from the air and slammed into the ground with a bang.

Dugu Yan twitched a few times on the ground. Drool continuously flowed from her mouth, streaking across her face.

Her entire body kept trembling and convulsing.

Yun Chen paced back and forth anxiously, looking at Dugu Yan on the ground in a daze. For a moment, he did not know what to do.

Gradually, Dugu Yan's breathing stabilized. Yun Chen cautiously walked over and touched her pulse with his index finger.

Mm, her pulse was steady. She should be fine.

Of course, Yun Chen did not dare let down his guard. He laid Dugu Yan flat, then sat beside her and watched over her at all times.

After all, no matter what, he needed to use Dugu Yan as an opening to gain access to Dugu Bo.

After all, it was better for the immortal herbs to be in his own hands, with him deciding how they would be distributed.

Of course, if Dugu Bo refused a toast only to drink a forfeit, Yun Chen would not mind directly calling for reinforcements and having the Worship Hall flatten Sunset Forest.

At sunset, Dugu Yan finally slowly regained consciousness.

She opened her eyes in confusion and looked at the sun about to sink below the mountains. After faintly sensing her surroundings, she was still somewhat dazed.

She slowly propped herself up and rubbed her head. Glancing at Yun Chen, who was sitting beside her with his eyes lowered in thought, she still had not fully come around.

But the next moment, her expression changed. It became fierce and humiliated as she looked at Yun Chen as though he were an enemy.

"You! What did you do to me?!"

Yun Chen turned his head, his face darkening.

"Can't you feel for yourself? Who would do anything to you?! You little brat! You've got nothing worth looking at."

"I'd have to be blind to be interested in you."

Dugu Yan's face instantly turned bright red, but she was not stupid. She carefully checked the state of her body and finally let out a sigh of relief. Clearly, nothing had been done to her.

However, Dugu Yan's expression darkened again afterward.

It was not because Yun Chen had defeated her earlier, nor because she had passed out so humiliatingly. It was purely because Yun Chen had said she had nothing and called her a little brat.

Hmph! Damn Yun Chen! Stinking Yun Chen!

Dugu Yan cursed inwardly, but when she looked at her still undeveloped chest and somewhat petite figure, she could not help but lose some of her spirit.

"Why were you so angry today? You clearly knew the gap between our strengths, yet you still insisted on charging in to get beaten. Isn't that a little irrational?"

Yun Chen smiled at Dugu Yan.

"Hmph! It's because you said my family is sick."

Dugu Yan snorted and turned her head away. She would never admit that Yun Chen had defeated her so easily. That would be far too embarrassing.

Still, she was curious. She truly wanted to know how Yun Chen had done it—how he had directly ignored her Jade Phosphorous Serpent venom.

Naturally, Yun Chen would not tell her that, as a top-tier soul beast, the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff was immune to most negative effects.

Especially after the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff possessed him and activated Golden Eyes, granting the effect of the Immortal Body, he became immune to the influence of all negative effects.

"But your family really is sick."

Yun Chen calmly uttered those words, truly refusing to stop until he shocked everyone.

The two stared at each other in silence. An awkward atmosphere filled the air, and neither spoke first. Yet Dugu Yan's eyes were filled with utter disbelief.