Devouring the Toxin! Dugu Bo's Shock!

Dugu Bo stared fixedly at Lin Ye.

Killing intent and hesitation clashed wildly within those dark green eyes.

"Senior, you must know about the Innate Backlash Poison of the Jade Phosphor Serpent Martial Soul. The higher the rank, the more severe the poison."

Lin Ye's voice was hoarse but clear.

"Your granddaughter should currently be a three-ring Soul Elder. By now, the toxins in her body must already be affecting the circulation of her meridians."

"If nothing unexpected happens, in a few years, the poison will invade her heart meridians."

"By then, even if you are a Titled Douluo, you will not be able to save her."

Every word Lin Ye spoke struck Dugu Bo's ears.

Each one was terrifyingly precise.

Dugu Bo's pupils trembled violently.

Because what Lin Ye had said matched his own assessment exactly.

It was even more precise than his own.

But reason told him he could not believe it.

"Utter nonsense!"

Dugu Bo said in a deep voice.

"I spent half my life searching for a cure to the poison. What gives a two-ring Great Soul Master like you the right?"

He clenched his fingers again, his voice icy.

"Brat, are you joking with this old man using Yanyan's life? Do you believe I will not just..."

"Senior!"

Lin Ye interrupted him directly, his tone firm.

"It is fine if you do not believe me."

"But you can try it on yourself first."

Dugu Bo's movements halted again.

"You also have toxins accumulated within your body. The backlash of the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor Martial Soul is not merely passed down to descendants. A large amount of residual poison that cannot be expelled has accumulated in your body as well."

Lin Ye stared into his eyes.

"You are a Titled Douluo, while I am only a two-ring Great Soul Master. Even if I tried something, what could I possibly do to you?"

"Try it once."

"If it does not work, you can kill me afterward. Either way, a Titled Douluo like you has nothing to lose."

Lin Ye's words were utterly shameless, yet his logic was flawless.

Dugu Bo fell silent.

His fingers clenched and loosened, then loosened and clenched.

A bright, smiling face immediately surfaced in his mind.

It was his granddaughter, Dugu Yan.

Alas...

Dugu Bo's son had died from Martial Soul Backlash Poison.

He would never forget the miserable sight of the poison corroding his son's organs.

He had watched his son roll around on the bed and howl in agony, blood pouring from his seven orifices, until in the end, he no longer even had the strength to cry out in pain.

And now, the same fate hung over his granddaughter, Dugu Yan.

He had searched all across the Douluo Continent.

Poison masters, pharmacists, healing-type Soul Masters—none of them had been able to cure it.

"Alas... why does fate always torment people like this?"

Dugu Bo let out another deep sigh.

Then he slowly released his grip.

Lin Ye had only just landed when his knees went weak, and he nearly collapsed. Still, he forcibly steadied himself.

"Brat."

Dugu Bo's voice was extremely low.

"You had better not try any tricks on me."

"Otherwise, I will show you what it means to wish you were dead."

"Rest assured, Senior." Lin Ye rubbed his neck, which had been pinched red.

"My life is precious. I would not use it as a joke."

Dugu Bo watched him coldly from the side.

"Speak. How do we test it?"

"Senior, please give me a drop of blood."

Dugu Bo frowned in confusion upon hearing this.

But he still raised a finger, condensed Soul Power at its tip, and forced out a drop of dark green blood.

The drop of blood floated in the air, faintly giving off a nauseating, fishy stench.

Even a single drop contained a shockingly high concentration of toxins.

Lin Ye then used Soul Power to suspend the drop of blood between his palms and took a deep breath.

"Devour."

Buzz!

A fist-sized black vortex slowly formed between his palms.

This time, Lin Ye deliberately compressed the Black Hole to its smallest size for precise control.

"Senior, extend one hand and hold it about a foot above it."

Dugu Bo stared at the pitch-black vortex, a strange glint flashing through his eyes.

He could sense the devouring power contained within the Black Hole.

It was very unusual.

"Brat."

Dugu Bo slowly extended his left hand, his tone icy.

"You had better not try any tricks, or I will make you wish you were dead."

"Senior, how many times have you said that already?"

Lin Ye muttered, then closed his eyes and focused his Spiritual Power completely.

One minute later,

Lin Ye found the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor Toxin that had accumulated in Dugu Bo's body over seventy-eight years.

"Devouring begins."

Then the Black Hole rotated slightly.

An incomparably precise suction force was released from the vortex.

It pierced through skin, muscles, and meridians, reaching the area within Dugu Bo's body where toxins had accumulated most severely.

Hiss!

At that moment, a wisp of dark green mist was slowly drawn out from Dugu Bo's palm.

The mist emitted a pungent stench. It twisted briefly in the air before being completely devoured by the Black Hole.

Then came the second wisp, the third...

More and more dark green poisonous mist was pulled from Dugu Bo's hand, flowing continuously into that fist-sized black vortex.

Dugu Bo's pupils suddenly widened.

He could feel it.

The toxins that had accumulated within him for decades, toxins he could not suppress no matter how hard he tried... were being drawn out bit by bit.

His body was becoming lighter.

His meridians were clearing.

That dull, heavy pain that had accompanied him for years was actually easing at a visibly rapid rate.

"This..."

Dugu Bo's lips moved.

He had lived for seventy-eight years.

No one and no method had ever accomplished this.

Yet this twenty-something-rank youngster before him had done it.

"Enough. Stop."

Dugu Bo abruptly withdrew his hand.

Lin Ye immediately stopped Devouring, and the Black Hole dissipated.

Dugu Bo lowered his head and looked at his left hand.

The faint green tinge that had long lingered between the lines of his palm had faded somewhat.

He slowly clenched his fist, then opened it again.

Feeling the long-lost lightness within his body.

He remained silent for over ten seconds.

"Brat."

Dugu Bo raised his head. The killing intent in those dark green eyes had completely vanished.

In its place was an expression so complicated it had reached the extreme.

Shock.

Scrutiny.

And a trace of hope.

"What is your name? I did not hear it clearly before."

"Lin Ye."

"Lin Ye..."

Dugu Bo repeated the name, his voice trembling slightly.

However,

The next moment, this seventy-eight-year-old Titled Douluo did something unbelievable.

He swiftly turned around, his steps hurried as he nearly broke into a run.

"Brat, wait here for me! Do not go anywhere!"

Dugu Bo's voice came from afar, filled with excitement he could not suppress.

"I will bring Yanyan here right now!"

"If you can truly cure her..."

By then, his figure had already become an afterimage, shooting into the night.

"Then today's matter will be written off! I will not pursue it!"

Buzz!

As Dugu Bo departed,

A pale green barrier descended out of thin air, tightly sealing off the area around the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Lin Ye looked at the barrier and muttered to himself.

"Looks like there is no way I am leaving tonight."

Still,

Once he truly cured Dugu Yan's poison...

It would not be as simple as merely writing the matter off.

He might even gain something else.