Snake Spirit, I Want You to Help Me Cultivate

Dugu Bo stood still, the light in his vertical pupils flashing again and again.

Numbness in both sides of the body occurs once at noon and once at midnight. Around midnight, it feels like needles are pricking the top of the head, and the whole body spasms for half an hour.

No, why do these words sound so familiar?

I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before.

I remember now.

Grandmaster said.

How did this kid come out of his mouth now?

Tang San stood on the rock at the edge of the Poison Formation, looking at Dugu Bo's young face, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

He thought to himself, "How about that, old monster, are you stunned?"

"Your head's buzzing, isn't it? I said these same things in my past life, and you had the same expression on your face."

"Although I don't know why you're so handsome in this life, completely different from your old and decrepit appearance in the previous one, everything else is exactly the same."

"Now you should ask me how I know."

After listening to Dugu Bo's retelling of Tang San's inner thoughts.

His vertical pupils blinked, and he thought to himself,

"What's that kid muttering about?"

"Is the second personality making a comeback?"

"Or did I hear Tang San's inner thoughts? If so, then everything makes sense."

"But what does Tang San mean by 'the previous life'? Could it be that he's been reborn?"

"I wonder what happened to me in my previous life."

Tang San's inner thoughts continued.

"The old monster's value is far greater than those useless trash from the Shrek Academy. We must cultivate a good relationship with him and nurture him properly."

"You'll have to risk your life to protect me from harm from now on."

Dugu Bo's expression remained unchanged, but he became wary inwardly.

He didn't like Tang San to begin with. A Soul Elder, coming to his territory, standing on a rock with his hands behind his back, acting like a pretentious boss.

I have absolutely no good feelings towards them now.

Regardless of how Tang San treated him in his previous life, it's clear that he didn't have a good ending and died a tragic death.

I'd risk my life to shield him from harm.

Tang San stood on the rock, looking at Dugu Bo without saying a word, and suddenly felt a little nervous.

He thought to himself,

"What is that old monster still thinking about? Why isn't he saying anything?"

Dugu Bo finally spoke.

What are you expecting?

Tang San's heart skipped a beat.

It startled me! Luckily it was just pee; I thought it was sweat.

Something's not right. Something's not right.

Did Dugu Bo discover something?

Oh no, I was too presumptuous. My performance can't possibly be exactly the same as in my previous life.

He quickly forced a smile, his tone anxious.

"No, no, I'm waiting for your reply, senior. I want to make a deal with you."

Dugu Bo had figured it out in the blink of an eye.

He didn't need Tang San to detoxify him; the poison had already been neutralized.

The Antidote concocted by the Grandmaster is far more reliable than this kid's. No matter what he says, it might not be true, but the Grandmaster's Antidote is real and can even absorb the True Dragon Bloodline. This is a truly profitable deal.

But this doesn't mean he's going to reject Tang San outright.

This kid knows the future. He knows about his past life.

I'd like to see what Tang San has to say.

He spoke, his tone unhurried and lazy, "Go ahead and tell me. How do you want to trade?"

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly exhaled from his chest.

He put his hands back behind his back, slightly raised his chin, and his tone returned to its confident manner.

"I'll help you detoxify, senior."

"Your senior might not have much faith in my abilities. Could you give me a chance to test them?"

"My senior poisoned me three times, and as long as I was able to cure it..."

Dugu Bo waved his hand.

"What are you rambling on about? I'm asking you, what do you want to trade?"

Tang San's expression turned ugly, and his smile instantly froze.

Both hands were clenched tightly behind their backs.

He cursed silently in his heart.

"You son of a bitch, Dugu Bo, did I give you too much face in my past life?"

You call me Little Monster in public, and I won't argue with you.

"But when it's just the two of us, if you don't kneel down and call me God King Tang, believe me, I'll use the Sea God Trident to pluck out your snake gall bladder!"

"You just wait, I'll remember this day!"

Hearing Tang San's thoughts, Dugu Bo sneered inwardly, "Look how arrogant you are, Soul Elder! You dare to pick my snake gall? I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Tang San swallowed his anger, forced a sheepish smile, and continued, "I'd like to ask you for a few favors, senior."

Dugu Bo raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

Tang San held up one finger. "First, please help me obtain my Third Soul Ring."

Dugu Bo's gaze swept from Tang San's face to his feet. "I bet you only have level 28 Soul Power."

Tang San nodded, his tone firm, "I have my own way of breaking through level 30."

Dugu Bo paused for a moment, then gestured with his chin towards Tang San: "That's acceptable. Continue."

Tang San raised his second finger as well.

"Secondly, I want Your Majesty's Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch. Also, I want some herbs from Your Majesty's herb garden."

Dugu Bo fell silent for a moment.

He does indeed have Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch, but he's kept it for so many years without using it much.

The herbs in the garden are indeed growing in countless ways; it seems there are treasures among them. But unfortunately, even if there are treasures, he doesn't recognize them. Perhaps he can use his brain to identify them.

"Continue."

Tang San raised his third finger.

His tone was more subdued than before.

"The third thing is more important: I know of a human who was transformed from a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."

Dugu Bo's breathing suddenly became heavy.

A human who has taken human form from Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

That is a walking Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

His gaze was fixed on Tang San's face.

"A human who is the human form of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? You must be joking."

Tang San shook his head. "Of course I wouldn't joke around."

Dugu Bo stared at him for a couple of moments. "Who is it?"

Tang San said, "It's Xiao Wu, the one from the Shrek Academy."

Tang San wasn't afraid that Dugu Bo would covet the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and Spirit Bone if he revealed this.

Because only he could cure him and his granddaughter of the poison, he believed he had the old viper by the throat!

Dugu Bo frowned.

Xiao Wu from the Shrek Academy.

He racked his brains, but couldn't recall ever having such a person in his memory.

Because the last time Dugu Bo went to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Xiao Wu used the excuse of going to the toilet to escape.

Tang San took a step forward. "I just want you to set a trap for me, senior. To have this human, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form, sacrifice himself to me."

Dugu Bo's brows furrowed even more deeply.

What do you want me to do?

Tang San read aloud the script he had prepared.

"All you need to do is have the senior capture us, then act as if you know her identity and are preparing to kill her."

"Then I risked my life to save her, pretending that I would die for her."

"I was crying and shouting that I wanted to avenge Ye Lin and the Grandmaster, and so on."

"When that time came, she couldn't bear to watch any longer, and coupled with her desire to avenge Ye Lin and the Grandmaster, she would naturally sacrifice herself to me."