At that moment, Dugu Yan could not help interjecting anxiously, "Grandpa, have you really been poisoned? How come I never knew?"
Dugu Bo gently patted Dugu Yan's hand and reassured her, "Yan'er, I didn't want you to worry, so I never told you. This poison has lurked in my body for years, and I've been searching for a way to cure it all this time."
Seeing this, Chen Xuanqing took a deep breath and said gravely, "Senior, there's something else. Every night, around midnight, you suffer needle-like stabbing pains at the crown of your head and in the center of your back, along with convulsions throughout your body. They last at least an hour. That agony is probably even harder to endure than the numbness and itching during the day."
After listening to Chen Xuanqing's lengthy explanation, Dugu Bo was certain that the young man before him knew his poisoning symptoms like the back of his hand.
A gleam of hope flashed in Dugu Bo's eyes as he slowly said, "Young friend, you're right. I've suffered terribly from this poison over the years. If you can truly cure me, I, Dugu Bo, will reward you generously!"
With that, Dugu Bo abruptly rose, clasped his hands, and moved to bow to Chen Xuanqing.
But Chen Xuanqing reacted swiftly, catching Dugu Bo by both arms and gently helping him straighten up.
"Senior, there's no need for this," Chen Xuanqing said with a gentle smile. "Though your poison arts are unfathomable, you can still suppress the poison within yourself. But Yan'er... her poison has been with her since she was in the womb. It's deeply rooted and no trivial matter. If her soul power is insufficient, her own martial soul could turn on her at any moment, causing the poison to erupt and