Detoxification

The Poison Douluo secretly protecting Dugu Yan had been astonished by the boy in his hands more than once.

As a Soul Master, he had defeated a Great Soul Master, utterly disregarding the nearly ten-level gap between them.

Then, with his photographic memory, he had swept through the Library Pavilion of Heaven Dou Imperial Academy in three months.

He had delighted an eighty-plus-level Soul Douluo into a madman.

Watching this boy spend every day with his granddaughter, Dugu Bo had found him more and more pleasing to the eye. He had even thought they were a golden boy and jade maiden.

But today, he saw that this brat had actually made his granddaughter cry. How could that be allowed? Was it that Dugu Bo could no longer wield a blade, or had Bai Xinghe grown too full of himself?

Yet after Bai Xiao finished those words, Dugu Bo was utterly shocked. After some thought, he seized upon the reason Dugu Yan had cried and decided to test Bai Xinghe further.

"Fine. Then explain yourself clearly, brat. If you can't explain why..." Dugu Bo clenched his fist as he spoke to Bai Xiao.

Bai Xiao: "..." What exactly did you want me to explain? Was this my fault?

"Grandpa, don't be so harsh when you speak to Xinghe, or I won't pay attention to you anymore," Dugu Yan said coquettishly to Dugu Bo.

"Alright, alright, my good granddaughter. Grandpa won't make trouble anymore." Dugu Bo gently stroked Dugu Yan's head.

"Brat, is it true that you can cure the poison in Dugu Yan's body?" Dugu Bo asked with a solemn expression.

"My Martial Soul isn't actually called the Firmament Giant Dragon. It's called the Life Dragon. It controls life force and reshapes life!" Bai Xiao put on the same serious expression as Dugu Bo and bluffed, "I can cure the poison in Dugu Yan's body. I can cure the poison in you too, Poison Douluo."

"Grandpa, you've been poisoned?" Hearing Bai Xiao say that her grandfather had been poisoned, Dugu Yan asked anxiously.

"Haha, brat, are you joking? I'm the Poison Douluo. How could I possibly be poisoned?" Afraid that Dugu Yan would worry, the Poison Douluo refuted him.

At that moment, Bai Xiao seemed possessed by Tang San. Recalling the original story, he said, "On rainy days, you feel numbness and itching beneath both ribs, and it gradually worsens. It flares up once at noon and once at midnight. Given your current condition, each episode should last more than a full shichen, and also..."

"Enough!" Dugu Bo loudly stopped Bai Xiao.

Bai Xiao tactfully stopped and said, "What I'm truly worried about is Dugu Yan. She was soaked in poison from the time she was a fetus. If Yan'er isn't cured, she can only live to thirty."

After Bai Xiao finished, Dugu Bo became even more agitated. He glared at Bai Xiao, then began comforting Dugu Yan, who had confirmed that she herself was poisoned.

"Grandpa, did Father die like this? Will I become like Father?" Dugu Yan cried as she leaned against Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo fell silent. The death of his son, Dugu Xin, was the pain of his lifetime, a tragedy brought by his Martial Soul.

Seeing that the effect had appeared, Bai Xiao hurriedly said, "Don't be sad, you two. Since I, Bai Xinghe, have said it, I will definitely do it. I have absolute confidence that I can remove both of your poisons."

"Brat, as long as you can cure my granddaughter's poison and treat her well for the rest of her life, I, Dugu Bo, am willing to brave fire and water for you!" Dugu Bo said sternly to Bai Xiao.

"Senior Dugu Bo, as long as I can marry Dugu Yan, I'll be completely satisfied. There's no need for this." Bai Xiao continued to flaunt his acting skills.

"Good brat! With a grandson-in-law like you, what could I, Dugu Bo, possibly be dissatisfied with?" Dugu Bo's gaze toward Bai Xiao was exceedingly warm.

"Xinghe!"

Dugu Yan had never expected that this bookworm who spent every day reading would confess to her at such a moment. On top of that, Bai Xiao could cure the poison in her body. She began to cry again, but this time, they were tears of joy.

Could you imagine a young girl in the bloom of youth, after facing her father's death, sensing from the pain in her own body that the god of death was slowly drawing near again? Afraid of making her only remaining family member sad, she hid it all behind a smile every day.

Today, she heard the person she loved most confess to her.

He told her that he could cure her illness.

Both blessings had fallen upon Dugu Yan, no different from Violet Fairy seeing Supreme Treasure riding seven-colored auspicious clouds to snatch her away on the eve of her wedding.

Dugu Yan cried. It was the most uninhibited cry, and the happiest cry, of her twelve years of life.

She cried because she had escaped the tragic fate that had befallen her father, and rejoiced for the new life awaiting her.

Crying and laughter had always gone hand in hand. In this life, one should laugh heartily and cry heartily, without caring about the expressions of those watching, because those who understand you would never care about such things.