Dugu Bo cupped his hands and forced a smile. "Then may I ask what the Holy Son intends...?"
"Dugu Bo, I have heard of your name. Across the continent, you are undoubtedly an expert in poison. Even my senior sister would not dare claim she could surely surpass you in this field."
That was a lie.
Although Bibi Dong's strength was primarily focused on her martial soul and her poison techniques merely complemented it, she had previously consumed the Snow Swan Kiss. Under the effects of that Immortal Herb, her poison had long since transformed into a lethal toxin that killed upon contact. Even if Poison Douluo had devoted his entire life to poison, he could not possibly be more accomplished than Bibi Dong.
A little flattery did no harm.
Ling Jing smiled faintly and continued, "I heard that ever since you began cultivating, you have never joined any sect and have always remained alone, forming your own faction. Are you interested in joining Spirit Hall?"
Join Spirit Hall?
Had he stopped him just to invite him into Spirit Hall?
Dugu Bo widened his eyes in astonishment, confusion appearing on his face. He frowned slightly as his mind raced, immediately imagining a grand struggle for succession.
Ling Jing had deliberately mentioned his senior sister just now—the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong. He believed Dugu Bo's poison skills were not inferior to Bibi Dong's, which meant Bibi Dong was likewise an expert in poison. Then, he had directly proposed recruitment... Could it be that Ling Jing wanted him to counter Bibi Dong's poison and help him become Spirit Hall's next Supreme Pontiff?
It had to be said that Dugu Bo's imagination was a little too rich.
If Ling Jing knew what Dugu Bo was thinking, he would definitely give