Such a Mushy Couple. Good Thing They Weren't My Parents, or I'd Be Ugly

"Little sir, are you serious?"

A hoarse, noisy voice came from beneath the black robe. Dugu Xin was clearly agitated to the extreme, his fists clenched tightly around his robes.

If he had not been terminally ill and found even moving difficult, he would have practically pounced on Lin Yue by now.

"That's right, but I'm sure you both understand just how precious this kind of potion is."

"What do you want? Money? Spirit Bones? I can give you anything."

Without hesitation, Bai Ling stopped her gravely ill husband and shakily rose to her feet. She assumed Lin Yue was asking for payment.

Yet Lin Yue's response left them both stunned.

"No. What I want is your trust and your secrecy."

The boy's gaze was resolute as he spoke softly. "I'm sure you both understand what kind of chaos would result if a medicine capable of suppressing all toxins were made public."

"I sincerely want to help treat you both, but I truly do not want my abilities exposed to the public either, so..."

Taking a deep breath, Lin Yue spoke with utmost sincerity.

"I can provide treatment for you both, but you must swear upon your Martial Souls that you will never reveal anything about my potions to anyone else without my permission. Is that acceptable?"

"Of course."

Dugu Xin gave a bitter smile. At a time like this, what other choice did he have?

He could already sense the life within him draining away madly and uncontrollably.

He likely had only a few days left to live. His wife's condition was slightly better than his, but her Soul Power was lower, so she would not last much longer either.

What did two people already near death have that anyone else could covet?

At once, the husband and wife exchanged glances, then reached out and swore upon their Martial Souls without hesitation.

"If, without Little Sir's permission, my wife and I reveal the effects of Little Sir's potions to anyone else, we willingly accept death by the explosion of our Martial Souls."

Within the tiny clinic occupied by only three people, the solemn oath left the couple's mouths simultaneously. Lin Yue immediately pumped his fist excitedly.

Good, good, good. As long as this couple was willing to cooperate!

There was hope. As long as his Alchemist level could rise, there was hope for everything!

"Come on, say nothing else. Drink these two bottles first. Since you're willing to trust me, I'll spare no effort in treating you!"

Seeing their faces grow increasingly unsightly, Lin Yue immediately held out two Healing Potions that had only just been unlocked after reaching LV.2.

[Expert HP Potion. Restores 30% of maximum HP after use. Cooldown: 12 hours.]

Though its healing effect appeared to have increased by only 5%, its cooldown had been cut directly from twenty-four hours to twelve, greatly improving the potion's usability!

Taking the potions Lin Yue handed them, the couple had no doubts and drank them in one gulp after opening the caps.

In an instant, their bodies, which had been ravaged by toxins into a complete mess, began recovering rapidly under the effects of the surging medicinal power.

Feeling the earth-shaking changes within their bodies, both of their expressions changed drastically as shock filled their faces.

What kind of potion was this? Its restorative effects were actually even greater than that person from the Nine-Heart Begonia family...

A faint flush appeared on Dugu Xin's face. He gritted his teeth and said nothing more, instead closing his eyes to regulate his breathing. Borrowing the potion's power, he restored his body and temporarily suppressed the toxins within him.

Bai Ling did the same. However, even as she suppressed the toxins, she could not help but smile bitterly.

"Little sir, your medicine truly is miraculous. It may even be more effective than the soul skills of some healing-type Soul Masters. But merely restoring injuries is far from enough."

Both of them were terminally ill, with toxins corroding their bones and marrow. The poison had practically fused completely with their bodies.

This treatment only addressed the symptoms, not the root cause. Within less than half a day, the toxins would ravage their bodies into a mess once more.

This was also why even Ye Qingxian, the head of the Nine-Heart Begonia family, had been helpless against them.

Even the head of the Nine-Heart Begonia family had her own cultivation and affairs to attend to. Naturally, she could not remain by their side every day, repairing their damaged bodies.

"That's right, young friend. Although your medicine is miraculous, and its restorative effect is even more thorough than Lady Ye's Martial Soul Avatar, if there is no other solution, it would be better not to waste such precious medicine on the two of us."

Having long grown accustomed to burdening those around him, Dugu Xin had already lost all hope and did not wish to waste resources like this.

"However, if you truly wish to help us, you can give the potions to my wife or daughter, helping them lessen the damage the toxins inflict upon their bodies. Dugu Xin thanks you."

As he spoke, the man beneath the black robe actually staggered as though he were about to kneel, startling Lin Yue.

"Wait! Senior Dugu, why must you do this? I still have other potions!"

"What? You have other potions?"

The hope that had only just fallen from the couple's hearts was fiercely lifted again by Lin Yue's words!

For a moment, the couple panted like oxen, their breathing growing exceptionally rapid!

"That's right. I have other potions. This kind is the true key to increasing the human body's resistance to toxins."

Lin Yue nodded and, without hesitation, took out two Beginner Resistance Potions.

Though they could only increase resistance to abnormal conditions by 10%, this was still an increase to all resistances. For the two of them, whose bodies had accumulated poison for so long, it would undoubtedly greatly increase their tolerance for toxins.

It could not completely remove the poison, but it could extend their lives for some time. Combined with the restorative effects of Healing Potions, prolonging their lives by several years would not be a problem.

Taking the two milky-white potions Lin Yue handed over, the couple, already aware of how potent his potions were, drank them with trembling hands.

In an instant, a sense of relief spread through every part of their bodies. It was as though the toxins that had once gnawed at their bones had suddenly weakened greatly, no longer bringing the same unbearable pain.

"That's not all. I have another method."

Before the couple's trembling and joy had even subsided, Lin Yue muttered those words, causing their faces to fill with shock once again.

There was more?!

What kind of fortuitous encounter had this young boy experienced? Why did he possess so many precious medicines?!

[Ding. Intermediate Resistance Potion. Effect: Permanently increases all resistances by 15% and increases mental strength. Can only be used once. Required materials: 2 × hundred-year plant-type Soul Beast materials, 2 × hundred-year wild ginseng.]

Seeing the required ingredients, Lin Yue froze.

He had plant-type materials. Back at the Jade Bamboo Grove, he had snapped off several sections to keep as collectibles.

But his little clinic really did not have any hundred-year wild ginseng.

"I have an even stronger Resistance Potion, but it requires better medicinal ingredients. Do you have any wild ginseng on you?"

"I have a thousand-year wild ginseng on me, but if you need ten-thousand-year ginseng, I'm afraid I'll have to return home to retrieve it. I wonder if Little Sir might make an exception..."

Feeling that his body's enhanced resistance had increased its tolerance to toxins, Dugu Bo immediately revealed a bitter smile upon hearing that Lin Yue required ten-thousand-year wild ginseng.

When he had left home, he vaguely recalled hearing his father mention finding a precious place in Sunset Forest that contained many rare herbs never before seen or heard of. However, he had not asked for details.

A thousand-year one? Who needed a thousand-year one? A hundred-year one was enough.

Hm, no, wait. That was right, a thousand-year one was exactly what he needed! Ten-thousand-year would be even better!

A wicked thought flashed through Lin Yue's mind like lightning, and he immediately put on a pained expression.

"Fine, one without ten thousand years will do. Then use the thousand-year wild ginseng, along with two hundred-year ginseng roots as processing fees. I'll dip into my little stockpile and make up for the missing medicinal efficacy."

"Good. If you need any rarer medicinal ingredients, please tell us. In the future, we will repay you tenfold!"

Recalling the treasure land his father had mentioned before he left home, a place containing all kinds of rare herbs and exotic plants, Dugu Xin clenched his fists tightly, as though he could already see the hope of completely curing the poison.

Of course, at this moment, he was thinking of more than just the toxins in his own body. More importantly, Dugu Xin thought of his pitiful daughter, who was alone at home.

His wife and he were terminally ill and might be difficult to cure. But Yan'er was different. Dugu Yan was only a Soul Grandmaster.

If her resistance to toxins could be increased from childhood, then her future path would certainly stretch much farther. Perhaps she might even inherit her father's legacy as the Poison Douluo.

For Yan'er's safety and future, the Dugu family could pay any price!

Taking the several high-year wild ginseng roots, Lin Yue said that there was no rush, but his hands moved faster.

[Ding. Potion brewing successful. Intermediate Resistance Potion ×2.]

"Alright, take these. They should be able to help too."

Still pretending to be reluctant, Lin Yue held out two bottles of milky-white potion. This time, faint golden light seemed to shimmer within the pale liquid, making one's eyes light up at the sight.

The couple took the potions, gratitude immediately appearing on their faces.

But just as Dugu Xin was about to drink his, he watched his wife Bai Ling swallow hers in one gulp. Only then did his expression relax, and he lowered his potion before speaking.

"Little sir, do you have any of this medicine left? Could I save this bottle for my daughter?"

"What?! Brother Xin, you..."

Bai Ling, who had just drunk her potion, froze. Looking at the empty bottle in her hand, tears welled in her eyes.

"If we are saving medicine for Yan'er, then it should be my share that is saved. Brother Xin, how could you... If you are gone, I won't go on living either!"

Facing his tearful wife, Dugu Xin gave a bitter smile.

"Ling'er, why must you make things so difficult?"

After living for so long, Dugu Xin had long felt that he had lived enough. The potion he had drunk earlier was already enough to suppress the toxins for a while longer. If his father was willing to help, he might even live another three or four years.

But what use was it for a cripple like him, poisoned beyond saving, to live a little longer?

With his wife Bai Ling there to care for their daughter, he could rest easy.

If the potion in his hand were given to Yan'er, then Yan'er's future...

Seeing this mushy husband and wife about to flaunt their affection in the clinic, Lin Yue immediately waved his hand and interrupted their exchange, which sounded like a farewell before death.

"Alright, alright. Don't worry. As long as there are enough ingredients, I can keep brewing them."

What?! He could keep brewing them?!

Hearing this, the couple both shuddered, shock filling their eyes.

"These potions were all made by Little Sir himself?"

Seeing Lin Yue pull out bottle after bottle of medicine from his belt, Dugu Xin had never imagined that all these potions were made by him rather than coming from his teacher or some other fortuitous encounter.

Equally stunned, Bai Ling looked at Lin Yue with an increasingly strange expression, as though she were looking at something unimaginably terrifying.

At only six years old, he already possessed such terrifying talent for potion-making. No wonder Little Sir had asked them to keep the secret of his medicine-making so tightly guarded.

If such a genius appeared before the world, it would likely directly stir up bloody conflict among the various factions!

It was no exaggeration to say that with this potion-making talent alone, this little boy's future strategic value would far surpass that of an ordinary Titled Douluo! His status would be comparable to that of a food-type Titled Douluo!