Tang Hao's Quest for Godhood

"I choose the second option!" Dugu Bo answered immediately.

Poison cultivation was the most important thing in his life. If he could keep it and be cured at the same time, why would he abandon what he did best?

If there had been no second option, perhaps he would have chosen the first.

"Mm, then take this pill. Leave the rest to me."

"Alright!"

Seeing the emerald-green pills in their hands, Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan swallowed them without the slightest hesitation.

They did not believe someone like Qin Feng would resort to petty tricks against them.

The pills melted the moment they entered their mouths, their medicinal power rapidly spreading through their bodies and rushing into their dantians.

Then, a suction force appeared within their dantians, drawing all the poison in their bodies toward them.

"Ah!!"

Dugu Yan could not help crying out in pain, cold sweat streaming down her forehead.

"Ah..."

Dugu Bo let out a muffled groan. He did not want his granddaughter to see him in such agony, so he forced himself to endure it.

Pain!

Excruciating pain!

He had not expected the pill to cause them such suffering after they swallowed it.

Was this the method for solving their poison problem?

It needed to draw out every trace of poison embedded in their bones.

Then it would gather it in their dantians and form a poison pill.

Though it sounded simple, it truly was simple. They did not need to do anything throughout the process; they only had to watch the energy in their dantians operate on its own.

The only drawback was that it hurt too much.

Pain that pierced deep into the marrow was not something ordinary people could endure.

Dugu Bo could endure it himself, but he could not bear hearing his