Dugu Bo had been at odds with the Spirit Hall for many years, and had been hunted down by them multiple times, nearly dying each time. Naturally, he wouldn't give Yin Hao a friendly look.
"Your Highness, please excuse yourself. I can't accept such treatment. If Your Highness has nothing else to do, please leave. I don't welcome people from the Spirit Hall here..."
Hearing Dugu Bo's words, Yin Hao wasn't annoyed, but before he could speak, Nihuang whispered in his ear,
"Brother Hao, Dugu Bo seems a bit off right now. He seems to be suppressing something with his Soul Power..."
Hearing Nihuang's words, Yin Hao's lips curled into a smile. As a transmigrator, he naturally knew what was going on, so he spoke directly.
"Senior Dugu, your current state... seems... a bit off..."
Hearing this, Dugu Bo's eyes turned cold, and he looked in Yin Hao's direction, his icy gaze suggesting he would make a move at any moment.
However, Nihuang, standing to the side, was equally unceremonious. Her Soul Power surged, and she took half a step forward, staring directly at Dugu Bo. It seemed that if he made a move, Nihuang would immediately attack.
Seeing this, Dugu Bo could only silently withdraw his gaze. Even if he were at his peak, let alone with the poison still churning within him, he was no match for Nihuang.
Yin Hao reached out to stop Nihuang.
"Sister Nihuang, please step back..."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Upon hearing this, Nihuang glanced at Dugu Bo and then retreated.
Yin Hao slowly stepped forward, speaking as he went.
"Senior Dugu's condition reminds me of a type of poison. This poison is different from others; it erupts from within the body. In other words, it's a state where a poison-attribute Soul Master cannot control the increasing amount of toxins within their body, resulting in a backlash."
Hearing this, Dugu Bo's heart was in turmoil. This was a secret passed down through generations of their Bilin Ancestor; how could an outsider possibly know it?
However, despite his inner surprise, he remained outwardly calm.
"Hahaha! Your Highness, you're quite the joker. My title is Poison, how could I be harmed by my own poison?"
"Is that so..."
Yin Hao nodded, then walked back to Nihuang's side and continued,
"Indeed, Senior is, after all, a Poison Douluo, an expert in controlling poison. How could you be harmed by your own poison?"
Then, Yin Hao changed the subject.
"However, the symptoms I mentioned—whenever it's cloudy or rainy, do I experience a tingling, itchy sensation in my ribs, which gradually intensifies? It occurs twice a day, around noon and midnight, and each time it lasts for more than an hour.
Also, around midnight, I experience needle-like stabbing pains on the top of my head and the soles of my feet. My whole body spasms for at least half an hour.
And most importantly, it's hereditary. Without an effective treatment, I'm afraid we'll have to endure that pain generation after generation..."
Hearing this, even Dugu Bo, who was usually good at pretending, couldn't hold back any longer. His immense Soul Power erupted instantly, like a giant wave of Soul Power crashing towards Yin Hao.
However, Nihuang, standing beside Yin Hao, wasn't about to let him make a move. She snorted coldly, and an even larger wave of Soul Power erupted, instantly blocking the giant wave of Soul Power that Dugu Bo had unleashed.
Yin Hao stood beside Nihuang, gently fanning himself with a folding fan. His long blue hair fluttered behind him in the wind, and he looked at Dugu Bo with a faint smile, seemingly mocking him.
"Why are you so agitated, Senior? Did I guess right?"
Dugu Bo didn't reply, only staring resentfully at Yin Hao not far away, completely helpless.
Yin Hao continued leisurely,
"Senior, please don't get agitated. Since I can describe these symptoms, I naturally have a solution..." "You have a solution?"
Dugu Bo's resentment vanished instantly, replaced by excitement.
He was powerless against Yin Hao, and was constantly suppressed by Nihuang beside Yin Hao, so he saw no reason for Yin Hao to lie to him.
Moreover, Yin Hao's accurate description of his symptoms further increased Dugu Bo's trust.
Yin Hao nodded and then said,
"However, before that, Senior Dugu, please take care of your condition first..."
Dugu Bo glanced at Yin Hao and Nihuang with slight hesitation, but nodded nonetheless.
The poison had rebounded when he activated his Soul Power; if he didn't take care of himself, he would truly be dead. Besides, since this Holy Son knew his condition, he must also know that if he could stall for a little longer, he wouldn't even need to take action. Dugu Bo slowly walked to the Ice and Fire Yin-
Yang Eye, cautiously keeping an eye on Nihuang.
However, Nihuang didn't seem to intend to attack him, so Dugu Bo didn't hesitate any longer and quickly sat down, using the unique conditions of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye to suppress the poison.
Half an hour later, Dugu Bo opened his eyes, exhaling a breath of stale air, finally suppressing the poison once again.
Standing up, Dugu Bo realized that the once lush garden was now just an empty patch of ground. Undoubtedly, the Spirit Hall's Holy Son had picked all the plants.
"Hoo..."
Dugu Bo took a few deep breaths; he had no choice but to submit. He
then slowly walked towards Yin Hao.
Seeing this, Nihuang quickly reached out to stop him, shielding Yin Hao behind her.
"Alright, Sister Nihuang, no need to be so careful. I believe Senior Dugu wouldn't do anything irrational, right, Senior Dugu?"
Hearing this, Dugu Bo nodded.
"But His Highness the Holy Son..."
Nihuang wanted to say something, but Yin Hao interrupted her, so she had no choice but to obey and retreat to the seat behind him.
Yin Hao pointed to the seat woven from Blue Silver Grass and spoke.
"Senior Dugu, please sit..."
He then ignored Dugu Bo and sat down in another seat.
Dugu Bo didn't say much and followed Yin Hao.
"Your Highness, you said before that you had a way to solve the flaws in our Bilin family's Martial Soul, is that true?"
Yin Hao smiled.
"Of course I wouldn't lie to you about such a thing, Senior, but... given your relationship with my Spirit Hall, I can't aid the enemy, can I..."
Yin Hao's words were almost explicit. Dugu Bo wasn't stupid; he naturally knew Yin Hao's purpose.
He had considered capturing this Spirit Hall Holy Son now, but he gave up after a moment's thought. Firstly, Nihuang was still watching him very warily, and secondly, this Spirit Hall Holy Son had walked out ofthe hot spring unharmed—a place he himself dared not enter—he probably had some means of survival.
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