When a woman was in a towering rage, never try to reason with her.
Clearly, Dugu Bo did not understand the intricacies of that.
After taking a savage elbowing from Bibi Dong's terrifying Death Spider Emperor,
even though he had immediately activated his Martial Soul Avatar to barely hold his own, his situation remained far from promising.
Then, before he could even catch his breath, Bibi Dong's presence abruptly changed!
Second Martial Soul, Soul Devouring Spider Emperor!
"Sixth Soul Skill, Eternal Wound!"
The moment this terrifying attack that ignored all physical defenses was unleashed, it tore through the air and shot straight toward Dugu Bo's face, frightening him nearly out of his wits!
Only at this moment did he truly appreciate
just how vast a chasm lay between an ordinary level-91 Titled Douluo like himself and a supreme powerhouse like Bibi Dong!
At the brink of death, Dugu Bo desperately twisted his vital points out of the way, but that razor-sharp Spider Spear still pierced clean through his abdomen, instantly leaving him drawing in more breath than he let out!
With a piercing, agonized cry, his enormous Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Avatar shattered on the spot, and his entire body slammed heavily into the ground.
Dugu Bo lay sprawled on the ground, coughing up bloody froth, with only one thought in his heart: My life is over!
"Y-Your Holiness the Pope, everything that happened today was entirely my fault. Please show mercy, Your Holiness, and do not take your anger out on my granddaughter..."
At this moment of life and death, Dugu Bo could no longer spare any thought for pleading for himself. All he wanted was to keep Dugu Yan safe.
Even without running into Bibi Dong today, he had spent years suffering the backlash of Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison, counting his remaining days on his fingers.
Ending up like this now merely brought his already destined death forward by a little.
Forget it. I only hope that after I die, that damned brat Yu Tianheng will treat Yanyan well.
At this moment, scenes from Dugu Bo's past flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. He slowly closed his eyes, calmly preparing to accept his imminent death.
As for using his Titled Douluo body for one final, desperate self-detonation, forcibly dragging that little girl across from him, who was absorbing the medicinal effects, down to the grave with him?
If his granddaughter Dugu Yan did not exist, and he were all alone in the world, he might truly have done that when driven into a corner.
Unfortunately, there were no ifs in life...
Yet just then, the water at the center of the previously tranquil Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well suddenly began to boil violently!
With a splash, Jiang Huai's little head emerged from the spring, and he looked curiously at the scene outside.
Wait, what was going on out here?
He had only been absorbing an Immortal Herb. How had they started fighting to the death out here?
Although, with his Pope teacher leading the way this time, he did not need to enter some so-called Immortal Herb password like Third Brother to obtain the Immortal Herbs here.
But judging by the situation, why did that old poisoner lying on the ground look as though he were at death's door?
Noticing her beloved disciple emerge safe and sound, without the slightest danger to his life, the frost on Bibi Dong's face instantly melted, her anger turning to joy.
"Xiao Huai, thank goodness you're all right! You must never do anything so dangerous again!"
Jiang Huai obediently nodded slowly. However, when he belatedly realized that the spring water had already dissolved every scrap of clothing on him, a faint blush rose on his little face.
"Ahem, um... Teacher, why don't you look away for a moment? Let me get out and put on some clothes first."
Seeing her beloved disciple's bashful appearance, Bibi Dong gave a charming chuckle. With her shifting gaze, she seemed like an entirely different person from the Pope of Spirit Hall who had struck so ruthlessly just moments earlier.
"All right, all right. You little rascal, getting shy around your teacher now."
As Bibi Dong turned around, a rustling sounded by the shore.
Jiang Huai swiftly took another spare set of clothes from his Storage Soul Tool. Only after dressing neatly did he slowly walk forward.
At this point, Yue Guan, who had watched the entire spectacle from the sidelines, came over at just the right moment,
and vividly recounted how Dugu Bo had strode through the air earlier, pretending to be an expert.
After hearing the story, Jiang Huai was utterly dumbfounded!
Good grief, was this the legendary Poison Douluo whose poison dominated the world?
He had unleashed his ultimate right in her face and called the Pope an ant? Was he really that bold?
Still, in Jiang Huai's view, although this old poisoner was not among the strongest Titled Douluo,
his exquisite mastery of poison would be far too useful if employed against certain inherently evil sects in the future!
Just imagine: once a lush green swath of Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison was scattered, how many below Titled Douluo could survive?
At that thought, Jiang Huai spoke up.
"Teacher, why don't you spare His Excellency Poison Douluo?"
"Our Spirit Hall is in need of people right now. We need knowledgeable people like Senior Poison Douluo to join us and lend their light and warmth."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong's brows twitched slightly, and she looked at her disciple in some surprise.
"Xiao Huai, you want to let him go?"
Now that her beloved disciple was safe and sound, most of the pent-up frustration in Bibi Dong's heart had naturally dissipated.
Thus, whether Dugu Bo lying on the ground lived or died was no longer actually that important to her now.
"That's right, Teacher."
Jiang Huai analyzed the matter in all seriousness.
"If we have the opportunity to use His Excellency Poison Douluo's Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison on an open battlefield in the future, it could absolutely help us quickly wipe out entire formations of the enemy's low-level Soul Masters."
At this point, Jiang Huai turned his head and looked with a smile at Dugu Bo lying on the ground.
"Your Excellency, there's an old saying in my hometown: a wise man knows which way the wind blows. You mustn't make the wrong choice."
At these words, the dying Dugu Bo bolted upright from his sickbed!
"I'm willing! I'm willing!"
What a joke. If he could stay alive perfectly well, who would truly want to die?
Besides, if he died, what would happen if his granddaughter Dugu Yan was bullied out there?
As for how he had repeatedly declared that he had spent his whole life wild and unfettered, loving freedom, when Spirit Hall sent people to recruit him back then?
Those had merely been the words of youthful ignorance. They did not count at all!
Seeing how readily Dugu Bo caught on, Bibi Dong also withdrew her Martial Soul's presence.
"Very well, Xiao Huai. Since you've spoken up and wish to spare this old poisoner's life, I'll grant your wish."