Detoxifying Emperor Xue Ye and Declaring War on Spirit Hall

What Tang Hu did not know was this:

When his group of nine left the mountain, Dugu Bo followed them down.

But Dugu Bo was not there to keep an eye on them.

As it happened, he was headed to Heaven Dou City too.

He had to handle the matter Qin Yun had entrusted to him personally.

He could not trust anyone else with it.

On the second day after leaving the mountain, Dugu Bo turned off at a fork in the road and headed straight for Seven Treasure Mountain.

Seven Treasure Mountain was desolate.

The stone steps before the gate had been swept clean, but the two collapsed pavilions at their summit still lay in ruins, broken beams jutting at angles amid scattered tiles.

Dugu Bo climbed the mountain and went straight to the courtyard where Gu Rong was recuperating.

When he pushed open the door, Gu Rong was leaning against his couch, staring absently at the rafters.

The Bone Douluo had once reached rank ninety-six. Now his cultivation had been stripped away entirely, leaving him weaker than an ordinary old man.

In just a few days, he had grown noticeably thinner, his eyes sunken deep.

But those eyes still shone.

He might have been ruined, but the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect still had hope. It still had a future.

"Old Poison, you're here." Gu Rong struggled to sit a little straighter when he saw him.

"I am." Dugu Bo stopped beside the couch and looked him over.

"Qian Daoliu did this himself?"

"Yes," Gu Rong answered lightly.

"A rank ninety-nine Peerless Douluo. He lives up to the name!" Dugu Bo snorted.

Whether that snort held mockery or rueful admiration was impossible to tell.

As they spoke, Ning Fengzhi pushed open the door.

"Is Qin Yun all