Silver Needle Detoxification

Lan Hong nodded to show he understood, leaving Dugu Yan speechless. This guy really is a bookworm. He has no sense of romance at all.

"You've read so many books already. I'm sure your theoretical knowledge is impressive. Want me to recommend you?"

"No need! I don't want to become the second laughingstock!"

"You have genuine talent. You could spot the flaws in Qin Ming's training methods from just a few words. How could you be a laughingstock?"

"Douluo Continent is a world where strength reigns supreme. If all you do is theorize on paper, it's hard to grasp the true essence.

Take the simplest example. I learned from books that absorbing a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring brings Soul Impact.

But what exactly does Soul Impact feel like? What characteristics does it have? How should one resist it? Even the soul masters who experience it can't explain it clearly.

Would anyone believe research conducted by a Soul Grandmaster who has never even absorbed a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring?"

"Then why do you still read?"

"There's no particular reason. At first, I did want to become a master of theory, but the more books I read, the more I felt that was a joke.

Without personally putting those profound soul master theories into practice, it's impossible to truly understand them. Thinking you're a master just because you've read a few more books makes you nothing but a complete clown."

Lan Hong was actually criticizing Yu Xiaogang. The more books he read, the more ridiculous Yu Xiaogang seemed to him.

Both Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling found it a pity. Lan Hong was clearly so eager to learn, so disciplined and determined, yet his own talent prevented him from continuing his theoretical research.

Suddenly, Dugu Yan's expression turned ugly again, even worse than before. She collapsed directly onto the ground.

"Yanzi! Yanzi! What's wrong?"

Ye Lingling summoned the Nine Heart Begonia to heal Dugu Yan, but it was completely useless.

"What do we do? What do we do?"

"Classmate Ye Lingling, may I take a look?"

"Huh? You?"

Lan Hong walked over, grasped Dugu Yan's wrist, and checked her pulse. Feeling her pulse, his brow furrowed as well.

Without another word, he took out silver needles and inserted them into several points on Dugu Yan's body. Then he struck her back with his palm. Dugu Yan spat out a mouthful of black blood, and only then did Lan Hong remove the needles.

Looking at the needles that had already turned black, Lan Hong shook his head. Looks like I need to replace this set of needles.

"Yanzi! Yanzi! Are you all right?"

"I'm fine. I already feel much better!"

Dugu Yan took the handkerchief Ye Lingling handed her and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. When she looked again, Lan Hong had already left.

"Where is he?"

"I don't know! Yanzi, what exactly is wrong with you?"

"Lingling, don't ask. It's a family secret!"

"All right!"

That night, Lan Hong was cultivating in his dormitory when there was a knock on the door. When he opened it, Dugu Yan stood outside alone.

"You don't seem surprised to see me."

"Mm. I already guessed. If you came to warn me, you can rest assured. I won't tell anyone about your poisoning."

"You have a way to detoxify me?"

"No. I don't, and your poison can't be cured. If I'm not mistaken, the poison in your body is hereditary. Your parents probably died from it as well!

Likewise, your grandfather, Poison Douluo, is probably poisoned too! He's only holding on through the strength of a Titled Douluo."

"You really have no way?"

"You were clearly able to suppress my poison outbreak during the day!"

"The Silver Needle Acupoint Guidance method I learned from books can indeed draw out your poison when it flares up.

But your poison originates from your martial soul. It will continuously be produced, and as you cultivate, it will grow stronger and stronger. The backlash on your body will also become increasingly severe.

Your situation isn't unique. I read records of Poisonous Martial Soul users who poisoned themselves to death during cultivation."

"Will I really end up like my father and mother? I don't want that!"

Dugu Yan actually began to cry. This caught Lan Hong completely off guard. In his impression, Dugu Yan had always been confident and prideful. No matter what happened, she shouldn't have cried!

But Dugu Yan was still only an adolescent girl. She had just glimpsed a sliver of hope, only for it to be crushed in an instant. It was understandable that she couldn't accept it and broke down crying.

Seeing Dugu Yan cry gave Lan Hong a headache, so he could only speak again.

"Do you know why venomous snakes aren't poisoned by their own venom?"

"Hm? What do you mean?"

"Most venomous creatures have a structure called a venom sac, where their venom is stored. Humans, however, do not have venom sacs.

If you want to completely solve the problem of poison backlash, you must make something similar to a venom sac appear within your body."

"How is that possible?"

"No, it is possible! A poison soul master once tried to solve the issue of poison backlash. Although he failed, he left behind a method that might work. It's called Gathering Poison into Pill!"

"What should I do?"

"I don't know!"

"You don't know? How could you not know? Tell me now!"

Dugu Yan stepped closer to Lan Hong, green light flickering in her eyes like a vicious venomous snake.

"Classmate Dugu Yan, if you act like this, we can't continue talking."

"Huff! Huff! What do you want?"

Dugu Yan took several deep breaths to calm herself. She also realized that the man before her was far more than a mere bookworm.

"Do you dare gamble with me? I've read so many books to break through the shackles of my talent, but every method carries danger.

One of them is similar to Gathering Poison into Pill. It's called Gathering Soul into Pill! If you dare to gamble, I'll help you attempt Gathering Poison into Pill, while also verifying the method of Gathering Soul into Pill.

Of course, you can invite your grandfather, His Excellency Poison Douluo, here. But do you think I'd dare gamble my life against the lives of you and your grandfather?"

Lan Hong was smiling at that moment, but Dugu Yan found his smile incredibly cold.

Only then did Dugu Yan understand that beneath Lan Hong's calm exterior was a madman.

There was truth and falsehood in Lan Hong's words. He was indeed gambling, but he had left himself a way out.

Even if Dugu Yan brought Dugu Bo here, he could still retreat unscathed. However, that would leave him with no choice but to resort to the worst plan.

"I'll gamble with you!"

"Are you sure? I told you, the last person to use Gathering Poison into Pill failed, and he died horribly!"

"Even Grandpa has no solution. If this continues, I'll only live a few more years at most, so I might as well take a gamble! Besides, if I die, you'll be buried with me!"

"Hehe! I value my life very much. Give me your hand!"

Dugu Yan did not hesitate and held out her hand. Lan Hong grasped her wrist and continued checking her pulse while sending a thread of internal energy into her body, guiding it through her meridians.

Sure enough, Dugu Yan's Soul Power and poison had fused together. The poison was slowly corroding her body.

He needed to separate the Soul Power from the poison, then gather the poison together on its own. Any poison generated by her martial soul afterward would gather there as well, and she would only draw upon it when she needed to use it.

Lan Hong released Dugu Yan's hand, then looked at her face.

Here's the second chapter. The plot is about to reach the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, so stay tuned. Thank you all for your support—please save and vote for it! Please!