The reason Xue Ye had swallowed the Crimson Yang Pill so casually was that today was the day Dugu Bo came to the imperial palace to examine him.
The Douluo Continent was vast, and no one could guarantee that a moment's carelessness would not leave them falling victim to someone else's underhanded schemes.
Although the Heaven Dou Empire's imperial physicians were skilled, when it came to poisons, setting Martial Souls aside, Yang Wudi was the only person on the entire Douluo Continent who could surpass Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.
Thus, at regular intervals, Dugu Bo would accept Xue Ye's invitation to enter the imperial palace and examine him, preventing anyone from secretly harming him.
As Xue Ye swallowed the Crimson Yang Pill, a gentle medicinal power spread throughout his body, and the bottleneck that had trapped him for years showed faint signs of loosening.
Seeing Xue Ye open his eyes, presumably having refined the Crimson Yang Pill's medicinal power, Dugu Bo stepped forward and took both of his wrists. His Soul Power entered Xue Ye's meridians as he began examining him.
Dugu Bo sucked in a sharp breath a moment later. Even he, who prided himself on his extensive knowledge and experience, could not help feeling shaken upon discovering Xue Ye's condition.
"Why?" Xue Ye let out a long sigh. "Why do all the talents under heaven end up in Spirit Hall?"
At this, Dugu Bo glanced at Xue Ye, hesitating to speak. There were really only two major reasons Spirit Hall could recruit so many talented people.
First, free Martial Soul awakenings.
Second, distributing Soul Master subsidies on behalf of the two great empires.
Even in a remote, impoverished backwater like Holy Soul Village, Spirit Hall could send someone to help awaken Martial Souls.
On the one hand, casting