Douluo: I am the outer demon

Chapter 38 Can Dugu Yan also be taken away?
It was noon, the sun was already overhead, and the bright sunlight washed the world.

Dugu Mansion,
Dugu Bo was sitting in a corner of the courtyard, his face in shadow that even the sun could not reach.

It's clearly a sunbathing posture, but it seems like the person is afraid of the sun.

At this time,

A voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Master, the young master of Fengming Tower is here to visit."

"Are you there? Then bring it here."

Dugu Bo's tone was calm, but he still looked a little unhappy. After all, he was a Titled Douluo, and how could others see him just because they wanted to? If he didn't know the details of Fengming Tower, how could he accept that inappropriate visiting card?

The servant responded in a low voice, and after a moment he brought the few people to the backyard.

He saw a handsome figure walking in front, followed by two beautiful women, one big and one small. He seemed to have seen the older one somewhere before, but the impression was not deep and he could not remember where for a moment.

However, Dugu Bo's attention was quickly focused on the handsome and eye-catching young man. He had to admit that some people were born to stand in the center of the stage. The gods must have used the best materials when creating him. This person was actually a little more handsome than he was when he was young.

The handsome young man in white stopped and nodded slightly to Dugu Bo who was sitting in the rocking chair.

"Shang An, meet Mr. Dugu."

Dugu Bo couldn't help but frown when he heard this, and he also became somewhat interested in this kid.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Of course, how could I not know the famous Poison Douluo who is the best poisoner in the world." Although he was talking about the famous one, Shang An acted as if he was talking about a nobody and didn't care at all.

"Then have your parents ever told you to respect a Titled Douluo?"

Dugu Bo, contrary to his previous lazy appearance, stood up, as straight as a flagpole, his whole body full of imposing aura, nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple and five black, emerged, and his soul power pressed fiercely towards Shang An.

The expression on Shang An's face remained unchanged, and the pressure was like a spring breeze to him.

Dugu Bo became interested. Even an ordinary Soul King could not withstand the pressure just now. He wondered how strong this kid was. He continued to increase his soul power to exert pressure.

"Humph!"

A cold snort was heard, and an even more powerful soul power pressure swept towards him.

It also has two yellow, two purple and five black soul ring configurations, but the soul power pressure is far greater than Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo groaned, took a step back, and looked surprised.

"You, you are a Titled Douluo."

Dugu Bo pointed at Nihuang behind Shang An, his face full of disbelief.

It's not that he was careless, it's just that Shang An was too dazzling. Others standing next to him seemed to be his foil. And who would dare to believe that a dignified Titled Douluo would actually stand behind a young man as a foil.

"Wait, you are Bishop Neon Phoenix."

Dugu Bo suddenly remembered that he had met Nihuang once when he became a Titled Douluo and went to Wuhun City to hold the coronation ceremony. If it had not been too long ago, he would not have remembered it only now.

"Yes, it's me."

Nihuang did not hide anything and openly admitted her identity.

"You, I didn't expect you to become a Titled Douluo."

Dugu Bo said with some emotion that when he was crowned as a Titled Douluo, Nihuang was just one of the many bishops of the Spirit Hall, and his cultivation had just stepped into the Soul Douluo realm. Now, he is still standing still, but Nihuang's cultivation has surpassed him.

After sighing for a while, Dugu Bo turned back into the gloomy Poison Douluo, but his tone was much better.

"Tell me, what does your Spirit Hall want from me?"

When Dugu Bo was being hunted by the Spirit Hall, he had no good feelings towards the Spirit Hall. Although he was shocked by Nihuang's strength, it was impossible for him to have a gentle expression.

"I'm looking for you." Shang An stepped forward.

Only then did Dugu Bo turn his attention back to Shang An.

"You? Who are you?"

"Shang An, the current Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, greets His Majesty the Poison Douluo."

Although Shang An used humble words, his tone was not respectful and his body did not move. Dugu Bo's status was not higher than his, and his strength was not enough to make him afraid, so Shang An naturally would not lower his posture.

"Haha, then I wonder what His Royal Highness the Saint Son wants to talk to me about. If it's about joining the Spirit Hall or something like that, then there's no need to mention it."

Dugu Bo said with a fake smile, he didn't want to have anything to do with the Spirit Hall. "I came here to save you this time."

Shang An shook his head, then stared at Dugu Bo and said something shocking.

Dugu Bo seemed to have heard a great joke, and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone: "Save me? Ridiculous, I am Dugu Bo, after all, a Titled Douluo, how can there be any danger? Is it possible that you, the Spirit Hall, want to attack me?"

"Mr. Dugu must have been deeply poisoned."

Shang An ignored the sarcasm in Dugu Bo's words and continued speaking.

Dugu Bo's pupils shrank slightly, then returned to normal.

"Your Highness the Saint, you are joking. My title is Poison. What kind of poison in this world can poison me?"

Shang An looked Dugu Bo up and down. Dugu Bo was tall and thin, looking like a javelin, with dark green hair and beard, and a pair of eyes that sparkled like emeralds. The whole person gave people an illusory feeling, as if he was a phantom.

The expression on his face was completely stiff, his cheeks were sunken, and his green hair was disheveled. Anyone seeing him would think that he was seriously poisoned and didn't have much time left. However, others were blind to the truth and did not think that the dignified Poison Douluo himself would be poisoned.

"How pathetic! A dignified Poison Douluo can't even cure the poison of his own martial spirit. His title is in vain."

Shang An looked sighing, but what he said made Dugu Bo, the three corpse gods, furious.

Dugu Bo has been playing with poison all his life. He has never met an opponent in the field of poison. This is also what he is most proud of. He can't stand others questioning his poison. If Shang An didn't have a stronger Nihuang by his side, he would have taught this kid a lesson long ago.

"You still don't admit it? Do you want your granddaughter to be like her parents?"

Shang An ignored Dugu Bo's ugly expression and continued speaking.

Granddaughter Dugu Yan is Dugu Bo's only weakness now. It can be said that if Dugu Yan dies, Dugu Bo will really have no scruples and even dare to confront Qian Daoliu.

So when talking about his granddaughter, Dugu Bo's expression softened helplessly. He might not care about life or death, but his granddaughter was still young, and he didn't want her to follow in his footsteps.

"Then I wonder what your Highness the Saint thinks."

Nihuang and Xiao Wu were both a little shocked. Dugu Bo's words were tantamount to implicit admission. It was not that they did not believe Shang An, but they were just as blind as everyone else and did not believe that a Titled Douluo who was famous for his poison would actually be poisoned.

Shang An did not give a direct answer, but pointed out Dugu Bo's symptoms first: "Mr. Dugu will feel numbness and itching in his ribs every time it is cloudy or rainy, and it will gradually intensify and last for more than an hour, with an attack at noon and midnight.

Every night, around three o'clock in the morning, you will feel needle-like pricking pains on the top of your head and the soles of your feet, and your whole body will spasm for at least half an hour.

Mr. Dugu, am I wrong?"

"No, no, His Royal Highness the Holy Son is right about everything."

Dugu Bo was both surprised and delighted. He was amazed at Shang An's eyesight and knowledge of medicine and poisons, as he could actually see his illness at a glance.

They were happy because since the Holy Son could see his symptoms at a glance, he might really have some ability and there was hope that he could solve the poison that was plaguing their Dugu family.

"Please, Holy Son, save my Dugu family."

After being surprised, Dugu Bo bowed deeply to Shang An.

He did not use the Nine-Section Jade to test Shang An's level as in the original book, because of the difference in status, strength and needs. Between him and Shang An, Dugu Bo was the weaker party. Now he was begging Shang An, so naturally he had to lower his posture.

Shang An did not agree immediately.

"Mr. Dugu, why don't we go inside and discuss in detail?"

"Yes, yes, yes, look at my brain."

After saying that, Dugu Bo stepped out of the courtyard gate first and led a few people to the main hall. Then he bowed at the door. After Shang An and the other two had walked in, he walked in and poured tea himself.

The reason why he received several people in the courtyard before was that he did not take the young master of Fengming Tower seriously. Even though the power behind him was powerful, he was just a child after all.

But now that he needs help from others, Dugu Bo can still maintain his attitude clearly.

"I wonder if His Royal Highness the Saint has any good prescription."

Sitting back in the chair, Dugu Bo spoke impatiently. He was eager to know if this Saint Son really had a method. In order to solve the Dugu family's martial spirit defects, he had been searching for so many years but to no avail. Hope is often followed by disappointment or even despair. He really didn't want to be happy for nothing.

Shang An took a sip of tea slowly, and when Dugu Bo became a little restless, he slowly spoke.

"Mr. Dugu, my Spirit Hall has been researching spirits for so many years, so we naturally have solutions to your spirit defects, but my Spirit Hall is not a charity."

Shang An stopped talking here. Dugu Bo understood what Shang An meant. This method of solving the defects of martial souls was absolutely a secret among secrets. It would be difficult to obtain it. However, since Shang An said so, it meant that there was still room for negotiation.

So Dugu Bo said, "Your Highness, please speak up. As long as I have it, you can take whatever you like."

Shang An really wanted to ask at this moment, can Dugu Yan also take it? However, he did not do so and he stretched out two fingers.

(Brothers, Chapter 39 has been reviewed, but not yet released. I will add one more chapter after the review is completed)
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