Dugu Bo: Divine Physician, Save Me! (Please Bookmark!)

At the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Eyes in Sunset Forest.

Dugu Bo sat cross-legged beside the spring of the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Eyes, using its unique properties to continuously suppress the Jade-Scaled Serpent Emperor Poison within his body.

"Strange. Why do I have this feeling that something bad is going to happen today?"

Dugu Bo rubbed his twitching left eyelid.

But when he thought of his strength as a Title Douluo, along with the poisonous mist he had arranged outside, he felt somewhat more at ease.

"Screech!"

Just as Dugu Bo had calmed down and was about to continue suppressing the poison in his body, a bird cry suddenly rang out like an explosion.

Dugu Bo's expression changed at once. That cry brought him immense pressure, especially mentally.

Right now, it felt as though his soul had been viciously pierced by something sharp.

"The sound is directed at me. Could someone else have discovered this treasured place?"

Dugu Bo's mind was in turmoil. Going out was not an option, but neither was staying inside.

After a fierce internal struggle, Dugu Bo ultimately chose to go out. Staying here would only mean becoming a turtle trapped in a jar.

Outside, Lu Li, standing atop Little Yellow's head, gently patted its enormous head, signaling that it no longer needed to cry out. Dragon One remained hidden in the shadows and would not reveal himself without Lu Li's command.

Lu Li looked down at Dugu Bo, whose Martial Soul was possessed and whose vigilance could not have been greater, and the corners of his lips curved slightly upward.

His money bag had finally appeared.

The moment Dugu Bo emerged, he saw Little Yellow in the sky, its massive body nearly blocking out the sunlight entirely.

"A... a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!"

Dugu Bo's aged eyes widened. As a Title Douluo with a snake-type Martial Soul, he was exceptionally sensitive to the aura of Spirit Beasts.

He barely needed to confirm it before recognizing Little Yellow's Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast aura. Yet that was all he could discern.

Why was there a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast here?!

Dugu Bo firmly believed that his medicinal garden was extremely well concealed. With the poisonous mist surrounding it, no Spirit Beast should have been able to approach this place.

Moreover, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts were extraordinarily rare. The only ones people knew of were the two in Star Dou Forest.

No matter how he tried to explain it, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast should not have appeared here.

Dugu Bo's breathing quickened as he began considering how he could escape as quickly as possible.

It was true that he was a Title Douluo, but he was also the weakest of the Title Douluo. Against a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, he had no chance of victory whatsoever.

Yet before Dugu Bo could make a move, Little Yellow, which had been circling above his head, abruptly shrank until it was only the size of a palm.

Lu Li appeared before Dugu Bo at that moment, with Little Yellow obediently perched on his shoulder.

Dugu Bo stared blankly at Lu Li, who wore a smile on his face.

Everything that had happened had already surpassed the limits of his understanding.

At that moment, he was like a child who understood nothing.

What left Dugu Bo even more dumbfounded was that the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast from just now had shrunk itself down and was obediently standing on the shoulder of a child who looked to be only around six years old.

Was that possible? It was absolutely impossible!

How could a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast be so close to a human, especially when the other party was merely a six-year-old child?!

If this child were a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, then perhaps everything could be explained.

But he had not sensed even a trace of a Spirit Beast's aura from the child before him. That also proved that the child was not a transformed Spirit Beast, but an ordinary human.

A powerful expert who had regained his youth, or perhaps some strange eccentric who liked disguising himself as a child.

Those thoughts surfaced in Dugu Bo's mind.

In any case, Dugu Bo did not regard Lu Li as a six-year-old child.

"May I ask why you have come here, sir?"

Dugu Bo buried all his shock deep inside and forced a normal-looking smile onto his face.

Hearing Dugu Bo address him, a six-year-old child, as "sir," Lu Li roughly guessed that in Dugu Bo's mind, he was probably no longer considered a normal human.

What Title Douluo would call a six-year-old child "sir"?

But Lu Li did not care about that. He did not want to waste too much time. He only wanted to get Gold Soul Coins from Dugu Bo as quickly as possible, then go enjoy himself.

"You've been poisoned."

Lu Li's voice was still somewhat childish, but to Dugu Bo, that childish voice did not sound childish at all. It sounded terrifying.

How was that possible?!

Fewer than five people knew about this.

Dugu Bo's eyes narrowed slightly.

This was his greatest secret, and also his fatal weakness.

He saw through my weakness at a glance. As expected, this person is not some six-year-old child, but a powerful expert who likes disguising himself as one!

Lu Li wore the Ancestral Dragon Ring, and aside from storing items, it could also conceal every trace of Lu Li's aura.

Thus, Dugu Bo could not tell at all that Lu Li was merely a Soul Grandmaster.

Therefore, in Dugu Bo's eyes, anyone capable of seeing through his weakness at a glance could only be an expert—an expert several times stronger than himself.

Even so, Dugu Bo did not want to admit it.

What if? What if the person before him was only trying to bait him?

If word got out that he had poisoned himself with his own poison, ridicule would be the least of his concerns. The truly terrifying possibility was his enemies learning of it.

If those enemies found out, they might join forces and surround him when his poison flared up.

At that point, he might be confident in taking them down with him, but what would happen to his granddaughter?

Without the protection of him, a Title Douluo, his granddaughter's fate would only be more miserable than his own.

Therefore, he absolutely could not admit to this. Even if there was only a one-in-ten-thousand chance that the other party was baiting him, he had to gamble on it.

"You must be joking, sir. My title is Poison. How could I possibly be poisoned without realizing it?"

Dugu Bo looked seriously at Lu Li, as though every word he had said was unquestionably true.

Lu Li was not particularly surprised as he watched Dugu Bo stubbornly deny it.

If it had been him, and a stranger had exposed his greatest secret, he would not admit it either. He might even kill that person to ensure the secret could never spread.

"It doesn't matter if you refuse to admit it. But I'll still tell you this: I can cure your poison. Whether you believe me or not is up to you."

After saying that, Lu Li turned around and slowly walked forward along the path beneath his feet.

Behind him, Dugu Bo's breathing became rapid.

What had he just heard?

The person before him could cure his poison?

Impossible. Absolutely impossible. I spent half my life searching for a way to resolve the poison in my body and found nothing. How could he possibly know?

Dugu Bo stared at Lu Li's unhurried retreating figure, his eyes filled with disbelief.

But then again, the person before him had exposed his greatest secret in a single sentence. What if? What if he was telling the truth?

Dugu Bo's heart was tangled with conflict. Should he believe him or not?

If it was true, perhaps the problem that had plagued him for his entire life could finally be resolved. But if it was not, he and his granddaughter would continue being tormented by the Jade-Scaled Serpent Poison for the rest of their lives, until death.

A crossroads in life had appeared beneath Dugu Bo's feet. If he chose correctly, his greatest problem would be solved, and neither he nor his granddaughter would have to endure that bone-piercing, heart-rending agony again.

If he chose wrong, they would continue enduring that bone-piercing, heart-rending pain until they were tortured to death alive.

"How... how will you prove that what you said is true?"

Those words seemed to drain all the strength from Dugu Bo's body.

He had spent half his life struggling without finding a solution. Perhaps he would never find one in the future, either.

Rather than continue wasting away until the poison tortured him to death, he wanted to gamble on the solution he had been waiting for all along.

Upon hearing Dugu Bo's words, the corners of Lu Li's lips lifted slightly.

This trick of playing hard to get really works anywhere!

"Whenever the weather turns cloudy or rainy, do your ribs feel numb and itchy? Does it flare up once at noon and once at midnight? Given your current condition, each episode should last for more than two full hours. And in the dead of night, do you feel needle-like pain on the crown of your head and the soles of your feet?"

"If that isn't poisoning, then what is?"

Lu Li turned around and repeated Tang San's words verbatim.

Copying the answer really does feel great. It's still authoritative, too!