"Alright, leave the remaining seedlings and ordinary herbs where they are. Fishing a pond dry is no good habit."
She Xian brushed the dirt from his hands and turned back to Qian Renxue.
He pointed at the despondent Dugu Bo in the distance.
"Teacher, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was naturally formed. It can't be moved."
"Why not let old Dugu stay here and guard it? For one thing, this is his old nest to begin with, so it won't easily arouse outsiders' suspicions."
"For another, with a Titled Douluo like him stationed here, ordinary thieves won't be able to get in."
Qian Renxue nodded faintly.
This boy was not only talented—he handled matters with flawless thoroughness as well.
"Dugu Bo, did you hear that clearly?" Qian Renxue looked coldly at Dugu Bo.
Dugu Bo snapped out of his daze and nodded frantically like a pecking chick. "I heard it! I heard it!"
"This old man will guard this herb garden with my life! I won't let so much as a fly get in!"
Seeing the mighty Poison Douluo so anxious and humble, terrified of being abandoned, She Xian's lips curled slightly.
After the stick came the carrot. That was the way to control people.
"Alright, old Dugu, stop pulling that long face all day."
With his hands behind his back, She Xian sauntered over to Dugu Bo.
"I've always kept my word."
"I promised to help you resolve the snake venom in your body. Now, I'll point you down the right path."
Dugu Bo's entire body trembled. An intense longing erupted from his green serpent eyes.
"Y-Young Master, please speak. This old man is all ears!" Dugu Bo even seemed to stop breathing as he strained his ears.
"Actually, your line of thinking was wrong from the start."
She Xian slowly raised one finger.
"You keep thinking about how to completely erase the poison from your body, but your martial soul is the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor. Poison is your foundation. Without poison, would you still be a Titled Douluo?"
Dugu Bo nodded repeatedly. "Right, right! If this old man loses his poison, all my cultivation will be crippled!"
"Exactly. The poison can't be dispersed, but it also can't remain in your internal organs, meridians, or blood."
She Xian gave a sly grin and pointed at Dugu Bo's body. "Other than meridians, bones, and flesh, what else in the human body can bear immense energy while remaining independent of the internal organs?"
"What?" Dugu Bo looked utterly confused.
"You're already a level ninety-one Titled Douluo. Don't tell me you don't even have a single soul bone?"
Soul bone?
Those two words struck Dugu Bo's ears like thunder.
A towering wave surged through Dugu Bo's mind!
That was right!
Soul bones!
Soul bones were special existences independent of the meridians.
They were indestructible and could perfectly contain Soul Power!
If all the deadly poison his body could not absorb were forced into a soul bone—
Not only would his internal organs no longer be corroded by the poison—
In battle, he could even instantly unleash the deadly poison stored within the soul bone, raising its power to an even greater level.
Such a simple, ingenious method—how had he never thought of it?
If he had thought of it, why would he have suffered under this snake venom for decades, even losing his son's life to it?
"One sentence awakened the dreamer... One sentence awakened the dreamer!"
Dugu Bo murmured in a daze.
Boundless ecstasy filled him!
The way he looked at the youth before him, who was several years younger than even his granddaughter, changed completely.
If he had submitted before only because he feared Qian Renxue and Spirit Hall's martial might—
Then at this moment, he felt heartfelt gratitude toward She Xian!
"Young Master possesses divine skill. I, Dugu Bo, thank Young Master for saving my life!"
With a thud, Dugu Bo dropped to one knee. This bow came from the depths of his heart!
She Xian accepted the bow with a smile and patted Dugu Bo's shoulder. "No need for that. Just remember to guard this place well from now on."
Fervor and gratitude intertwined tightly in the old poisoner's jade-green, serpent-like pupils.
Decades of torment from poison, his son's tragic death, and his granddaughter's hopeless future—
Before the four words "Soul Bone Poison Purging," all of it finally saw a sky full of dawnlight.
She Xian raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly.
Soul Bone Poison Purging?
The method was certainly ingenious.
But in his eyes, it was merely a stopgap measure that treated the symptoms rather than the root cause.
After all, there was a limit to how much poison a soul bone could contain, even a top-grade Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone.
Deep within his sea of consciousness, Little White's soft, sweet voice quietly rang out. "Husband, I have a method to detoxify him. With some herbs from this garden, I can cure him in just one month. Why not tell him?"
The corner of She Xian's mouth lifted as he leisurely replied in his mind, "What's the rush?"
"Give him three parts sweetness and leave seven parts suspense. Let him see hope, but keep the root of it beyond his grasp. Only then will he guard this herb garden wholeheartedly."
In the original story, Tang San had been forcibly abducted by that old poisoner and only passively gave him a detoxification method after threats and inducements.
Now, however, the situation was completely different from what Tang San had faced.
His teacher and grandfather were grinding the man into the floor with absolute strength.
They held the initiative now. Why should they feed all their trump cards at once to a poisonous snake they had only just subdued?
"Hmph, despicable human. At such a young age, your schemes are already so venomous."
Medusa Queen's proud, icy voice suddenly cut in, carrying a hint of disdain.
Little White immediately let out a coquettish huff. "Sister is talking nonsense. Husband is clearly wise and resourceful, isn't he, Husband?"
Medusa Queen sneered repeatedly. "Foolish snake, put away that pathetic display. It gives me a headache just listening to you."
She Xian laughed inwardly.
With those two great ladies of ice and fire bickering every day in his sea of consciousness, life was hardly dull.
Still, hearing Dugu Bo call him "Young Master" over and over felt somewhat strange.
Only then did he realize that he and Qian Renxue were still wearing masks.
Even now, Dugu Bo probably thought he had been defeated by some faction within Spirit Hall.
He had no idea who the people standing before him truly were.
At that thought, She Xian focused his mind and gathered his energy, transmitting his voice through Soul Power to Qian Renxue beside him.
"Teacher, although that old poisoner swore a martial soul oath, he was ultimately only intimidated by Spirit Hall's reputation."
"Should we let him see who his true master is?"
Qian Renxue's delicate body paused almost imperceptibly.
This foolish boy's sharpness in judging matters repeatedly exceeded her expectations.
She Xian might have said it without much thought, but he had indeed struck a chord deep within her.
She was Spirit Hall's Young Master, while that woman was Spirit Hall's Pope. The two could not be mentioned in the same breath.
If Dugu Bo merely pledged loyalty to Spirit Hall, who knew whether he would be loyal to her, Qian Renxue?
He would likely think he was pledging loyalty to Pope Bibi Dong's Spirit Hall. After all, she was the most powerful woman on the continent, and everyone knew it.
But Qian Renxue had not subdued Dugu Bo to make him serve Spirit Hall's public-facing Pope, Bibi Dong.
Although Bibi Dong was her mother, there was no affection between her and that woman.
Nor did she want to hand a Titled Douluo's fighting strength over to her for free.
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