Snow Ji

"Snow Ji, stop fooling around."

Snow Ji, who had been planning to tease Ye Lingling a little more, sensibly stepped back behind Su Ling. However powerful she was, she could not defy him.

"Master, don't be mean to me."

Snow Ji playfully massaged Su Ling's shoulders.

"Holy shit! A fox-eared girl!"

The passersby, who had fallen quiet, began chattering again.

Dugu Bo quietly approached Dugu Yan, using his Soul Power to compress his voice into a thread and transmit it to her.

Dugu Yan looked equally bewildered. Although she watched Su Ling all day, she truly did not remember him having a Soul Ring like this.

Su Ling walked toward Dugu Yan, intending to ask what exactly was going on.

Watching Su Ling draw closer and closer, Dugu Bo felt a little afraid.

Even against a Soul Grandmaster with two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, he was confident he could defeat his opponent, but the Soul Beast behind him was another matter.

The strongest Soul Beast he had ever seen was only eighty thousand years old, but the fox-eared woman behind Su Ling was definitely far beyond a hundred thousand years.

As the universally acknowledged weakest Titled Douluo, he was clearly no match for her.

"I don't know how my Yanyan has offended you... Senior, but I, Dugu Bo, am willing to bear your wrath on my granddaughter's behalf."

Dugu Yan cupped her fists and knelt on one knee, giving Su Ling quite a fright.

An extortion scam!

"No, no, you've misunderstood. Dugu Yan and I have no quarrel."

Only then did Dugu Bo stand up, looking at Dugu Yan resentfully.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Dugu Yan was rather speechless.

You can compress your voice into a thread with Soul Power. I can't. How was I supposed to tell you?

"Your name is Dugu Yan, right?"

Su Ling ignored Dugu Bo and turned to face Dugu Yan.

"Mm..."

Dugu Yan kept her head firmly lowered, not daring to look Su Ling in the eye.

It was all that bullshit plan Ye Lingling had come up with that had made her embarrass herself like this.

"Then don't you want to explain all this?"

Su Ling genuinely wanted to know what all these bizarre events were about. Dugu Yan had no idea how to explain, so she simply pretended to faint and played dead.

A deathly silence instantly fell over their surroundings, and everyone held their breath as they watched Dugu Yan's performance.

Su Ling had no intention of making things difficult for Dugu Yan. Seeing that she did not intend to answer honestly, he had no intention of questioning her further.

He had been planning to return straight to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, but suddenly, as though he had thought of something pleasant, he turned back and came up to Dugu Bo.

"Is there anything else, Senior?"

Dugu Bo began trembling again.

"You don't look well. Have you been poisoned?"

Dugu Bo, who had been trembling a moment earlier, instantly grew bold upon hearing this. Who didn't know that he was the renowned Poison Douluo?

Poison Douluo, poisoned? Wouldn't he become a laughingstock if word got out?

"What are you saying, Senior? Although my skills are lacking, my title consists of the word 'poison' alone. How could I be poisoned?"

Dugu Bo glanced at the onlookers and straightened his back a little more.

My life can go, but I have to keep my dignity!

"Oh? Whenever it's overcast and raining, don't you sometimes feel numbness and itching along both sides of your ribs, with an attack at noon and another at midnight? In your current condition, each attack should last a full two hours or more. And late every night, don't you feel needle-like stabbing pains in the crown of your head and the soles of your feet? If that agony that makes you wish you were dead isn't poisoning, what is it!"

Su Ling delivered all of that in one breath and nearly exhausted himself to death.

Dugu Bo, on the other hand, grew more alarmed the more he heard. Those descriptions were accurate down to the last detail, but he always hid in his medicinal garden when his symptoms flared up.

How did he know?

A terrifying thought rose in Dugu Bo's mind.

Peeping!

He stripped completely naked during his attacks. Didn't that mean...?

"I'm honored by your affection, Senior, but look, I'm already sixty or seventy years old. Yanyan is still young. How about I give her to you instead?"

After a storm of thought, Dugu Bo still decided that his own backside mattered more than his granddaughter.

"That guy doesn't just like little girls. He likes mature women, and he likes old men too!"

"Ohoho!"

"This is some juicy gossip!"

Su Ling was left rather bewildered by the scene.

Did the Immortal Herb redemption code stop working? Did it turn into a hookup redemption code?

Snow Ji was not nearly so easygoing. She stepped forward and sent Dugu Bo flying with a kick.

"You dare insult my master! You've already given yourself a reason to die!" Snow Ji's powerful, heavy kick embedded Dugu Bo firmly in the wall, so tightly that he could not even be pried out.

"Grandpa!"

Dugu Yan was just about to go forward and check on Dugu Bo when Snow Ji swept her into her arms.

"Didn't you hear your grandpa say he doesn't want you anymore? You belong to Master now."

Snow Ji's sudden action left everyone present stunned.

Held in her arms, Dugu Yan felt the oppressive aura emanating from her, far beyond that of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and went as stiff as a plank.

"Let go of me."

Dugu Yan's voice was muffled against Snow Ji's chest, her words indistinct.

"No." Snow Ji smiled, one arm around Dugu Yan's waist while her other hand smoothed her hair. "Your grandpa just said he would give you away. Once a man's word leaves his lips, even a team of four horses can't catch it. You belong to my master now."

"He's not my grandpa!" Dugu Yan cried anxiously. "No, he is my grandpa, but what he said doesn't count!"

From inside the wall, Dugu Bo went, "Mmph, mmph, mmph."

He wanted to speak, but being embedded in a wall made it rather difficult to articulate.

Su Ling rubbed his temples.

"Snow Ji, let her go."

Snow Ji tilted her head and glanced at Su Ling. Seeing that he did not seem to be joking, she reluctantly released her and stepped back behind him.

The moment Dugu Yan was free, she ran to the wall to pry Dugu Bo out. The mighty Poison Douluo, a titled powerhouse, was now hanging on the wall like a painting, his limbs splayed.

After expending a great deal of effort, Dugu Yan finally pried Dugu Bo out of the wall.

Dugu Bo coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of ancient blood before recovering his senses a little.

"Thank you for sparing my life, Senior."

Snow Ji waved him off with a look of disgust. What sort of trash dared slander her master?

"Your Excellency Poison Douluo, young friend Su Ling? What are you doing here?"

Having noticed something unusual, Xue Ye brought Xue Qinghe to where Su Ling was.

This place was not very far from the palace. Whenever something happened, Xue Ye and the others could receive word immediately.

Although Xue Ye was weak in combat, he still noticed at a glance that Snow Ji, standing beside Su Ling, was extraordinary.

Sensing Xue Ye probing her with Soul Power, Snow Ji did not indulge him and immediately unleashed a Soul Shock. Of course, for Su Ling's sake, she did not use her full strength, or everyone present would have been reduced to imbeciles.

Xue Ye instantly snapped awake. He had still been a little sleepy and had looked somewhat tired, but now he was wide awake.

"Miss, I have offended you. Please forgive me."

Xue Ye hurriedly adopted an apologetic posture.

Neither Su Ling nor the woman beside him was someone he could afford to provoke.