This Works Too? That Word Was Fucking Apt!

"How could this work too?" Yang Tian stared incredulously at the Lovesick Heartbreak Red cradled in Gu Yue Na's palm. Could it be fake?

Seeing Yang Tian's disbelief, Gu Yue Na gave a soft snort and said proudly, "Why couldn't it? I picked it, didn't I?"

Yang Tian was baffled. Did Gu Yue Na truly love him that deeply? Was her love really so sincere? No way, right?

Holding the Lovesick Heartbreak Red, Gu Yue Na slowly pressed closer to Yang Tian's chest. She lifted her head to meet his eyes and spoke softly, "Yang Tian, do you know? This past month has been the happiest time of my life.

"Sometimes, I even forgot my mission.

"The first time I tried to pick it, it was because I still remembered my mission, and my heart was flawed. The second time... I, I didn't think so much about it anymore...

"Yang Tian, I love you. Truly.

"But I am the Silver Dragon King. I cannot abandon the soul beast clan."

Yang Tian's heart stirred. He pulled Gu Yue Na tightly into his arms and gently kissed away the tear tracks on her cheek. "Na'er, don't forget—you are my woman. From now on, I'll bear the burden of the soul beast clan. Don't worry. That day isn't far away. I'll free the soul beasts from the shackles of these damned rules."

As the setting sun painted the sky red, the Poison Douluo, having been force-fed a ton of lovey-dovey nonsense, was finally remembered.

Yang Tian gestured for Gu Yue Na to release Dugu Bo, then smiled sheepishly at him. "Senior Poison, I'm truly sorry."

Dugu Bo was miserable, but he couldn't say it... Sorry? How did I not see an ounce of apology from you? More than half the Immortal Herbs in the medicinal garden had gone into your pockets, and you still had the nerve to say you were sorry? What hypocrisy...

Seeing Dugu Bo remain silent, Yang Tian knew that he was afraid of Gu Yue Na. He immediately said, "This is a natural spiritual land. Though it doesn't belong to you, Senior, I still feel uneasy taking so much from it.

"How about this? I won't take your benefits for nothing.

"You cultivate poison, which harms others, harms yourself, and even harms your descendants.

"I have a method that can help you eliminate this hidden danger."

"What? What did you say? How do you know I'm poisoned? How do you know I harmed my own descendant?

"You can cure it? You can cure it?" Dugu Bo could no longer spare Gu Yue Na a thought. He grabbed Yang Tian's shoulders with both hands, squeezing so hard that Yang Tian felt a sharp ache.

Fortunately, Gu Yue Na let out a timely cold snort, restoring Dugu Bo's calm. He hurriedly asked, "Yang Tian, can you... truly cure the poison in my body?"

After entering the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Yang Tian had removed his mask. Swordsman would not appear again anytime soon. Moreover, Gu Yue Na had called Yang Tian by name more than once during their earlier conversation, so it was not strange for Dugu Bo to know his name.

"Of course I can. I'll refine a bottle of pills for you, and you can take them in conjunction with the treatment. Then transfer all your poison into your soul bones.

"Your descendant can use this method as well. Soul bones are not rare for a Titled Douluo."

Dugu Bo's eyes lit up at once, and he was overjoyed. "Transfer all the poison into the soul bones... How did I not think of that? With this method, even without the pills, I can eliminate Yan Yan's hidden danger. My poison can be brought under control as well."

Dugu Bo looked at Yang Tian gratefully. He had thought today would be a disaster, that the medicinal garden he had guarded for decades had been completely ransacked. Yet he had never expected that today would instead be his lucky day—that he would obtain a way to cure the poison afflicting both himself and Dugu Yan.

"With the pills, your Soul Power can become even purer.

"After all, no one likes having their friends keep their distance whenever they use poison, right?"

Dugu Bo's poisonous cultivation had seeped into his very bones. Wherever he went, he carried a foul, fishy stench with him.

Hearing that, Dugu Bo nodded awkwardly. Indeed, even his own granddaughter kept her distance because of his poison arts.

Yang Tian smiled faintly. He then conjured flames out of thin air, drew upon the power of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, and added several herbs for Strengthening Origin. After hesitating briefly, he plucked two leaves from the Dragon Pattern Golden Gourd plant and tossed them into the furnace, refining a batch of pills.

"Snakes are also dragonkin, so these pills will have some effect on the evolution of your Martial Soul as well.

"If your descendant has not reached Soul King yet, her Martial Soul should mutate once because of them.

"Of course, Soul Ancestors and below can take at most three pills, and they must fully refine and absorb them.

"Once they reach Soul Ancestor, they can take two more.

"There's no point in taking too many. There are ten pills here. That should be enough, right?"

"Enough, more than enough. Thank you, little friend... Thank you, little friend! Yan Yan is finally saved!

"Rest assured, little friend. I, Dugu Bo, will never forget such a great favor. If you ever need me, even if it costs me my life, I will repay this debt of gratitude." Dugu Bo hurriedly accepted the jade bottle Yang Tian handed over and carefully stored it away before thanking Yang Tian profusely.

What a turn of events. The Poison Douluo was not afraid of death, but his beloved granddaughter had been poisoned as well. Now, Yang Tian had not only saved him, but also saved Dugu Yan—and even given Dugu Yan a chance at Martial Soul Evolution.

Such a great favor was enough for Dugu Bo to repay with his life.

Yang Tian nodded, then continued, "Senior Poison, I've left several Immortal Herbs and some other medicinal plants here. I hope you will guard them well.

"Also, if you ever encounter someone named Tang San who is skilled in using and curing poison, bring him here. Those Immortal Herbs were left for him.

"Of course, Senior Poison, you don't need to deliberately search for him. When the time comes, you will naturally meet. If possible, help me scare him a little when that happens."

Though Dugu Bo did not quite understand, he still agreed solemnly. "Rest assured, little friend. This old man will do as you ask."

After Dugu Bo departed, Yang Tian and Gu Yue Na dived into the bottom of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

"This is where the bodies of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings lie. Their remains formed this land of spiritual essence."

At the bottom of the well, Gu Yue Na looked at the two enormous skeletons lying to either side. She gave a cold snort and said, "Ice Dragon King, Fire Dragon King, if you have not completely died, why not come out and see me?"

At the Silver Dragon King's rebuke, two remnant souls drifted out from the massive dragon skeletons.

"Silver Dragon King, what is it? Hm? Your injuries have healed? So quickly?" The Fire Dragon King spoke first, only to be startled by Gu Yue Na's condition.

At the side, the Water Dragon King also said in surprise, "It shouldn't have happened this quickly. At the very least, another twenty thousand years should have been needed... This is... a human?

"Why do I feel... somewhat uncomfortable?"

"This human has dragon blood in his body—dragon blood nobler than even ours..."

"This is True Dragon Bloodline. The Dragon God's bloodline was an impure inheritance from true dragons, but he possesses pure True Dragon Bloodline.

"He will be the hope for the rise of our soul beast clan once more." Gu Yue Na spoke. The Ice and Fire Dragon Kings fell silent, then asked, "What are you trying to say?"

Gu Yue Na said, "When we need your soul rings and soul bones in the future, don't drag your feet. This is your only hope of resurrection."

The bottom of the well fell silent once more. Just as Gu Yue Na was beginning to grow impatient, the Fire Dragon King finally spoke. "You mated with him?"

"Pfft—" Yang Tian nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. That word was fucking apt.