Douluo: I am the outer demon

Chapter 39 The leaky little cotton-padded jacket
"Two requests."

"Not to mention two requests, as long as the Holy Son saves my Dugu family, I will agree to two hundred requests." Dugu Bo agreed readily.

Shang An shook his head and laughed, "These two requests are not easy."

Dugu Bo thought about it and agreed. If he only made two requests, then these two requests would probably not be simple. However, since it concerned the life and property of himself and his granddaughter, he still said, "Your Highness, please feel free to ask for anything you want."

Shang An drank a sip of fragrant tea and said slowly: "First, Mr. Dugu joins my Wuhun Hall, and second, I want Mr. Dugu's medicine garden."

"Let me think about this."

The second request was nothing special. Although his medicine garden was precious, it would be worth it if it could help him solve his own problems.

But as for the first request, he still owed Xue Xing a favor after all, and the friction between the Spirit Hall and the two empires in recent years has intensified and they are hostile to each other. If he joins the Spirit Hall, he would be really sorry for Prince Xue Xing.

In fact, Dugu Bo really wanted to agree. If joining the Spirit Hall could save his family and his precious granddaughter, he would be willing to do so.
Shang An showed an understanding smile. He knew that although Dugu Bo was cruel, he was a man who valued friendship and loyalty. Otherwise, in the original novel, he would not have become Tang San's close friend regardless of age difference, and even helped Tang San many times.

"I know Mr. Dugu's difficulties. I will not ask you to leave Tiandou until you repay Prince Xuexing's favor."

To be honest, the Spirit Hall really does not need this Titled Douluo, and pulling Dugu Bo over is just to prevent him from using group attack skills against the Spirit Hall.

Seeing that Dugu Bo was still a little hesitant, Shang An emphasized: "Mr. Dugu doesn't want his granddaughter to die young!"

Dugu Bo was finally persuaded by Shang An.
"Forget it, forget it. From now on, I will leave my life to the Spirit Hall and to His Royal Highness the Holy Son."

After saying this, he half-knelt on the ground and said, "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Holy Son."

Seeing Dugu Bo agreed, Shang An nodded with satisfaction and took out a scroll from his ring.

"This is the way to solve the flaws in your family's martial spirit."

After saying that, he threw it towards Dugu Bo.

Upon hearing that it was a method to resolve the defect of his own martial soul, Dugu Bo immediately mobilized his soul power and took it carefully, fearing that the scroll would be accidentally bumped. He took it in his hands as if he had received a heavenly book, and slowly opened the scroll with trembling hands.

Shang An and the others did not mock Dugu Bo. Who could remain calm when his lifelong wish was about to come true?

"There is actually such a miraculous cultivation method in this world."

Dugu Bo was shocked when he saw the contents of the scroll, and then he was filled with piety. This cultivation method called "Poison Sutra" could actually fuse the poison gas and soul power in the body and condense it into a real poison pill.

This poison pill is not comparable to Dugu Bo's forcibly condensed poison pill. It can not only absorb the toxins in his body, but also increase the power of his own toxins and improve his cultivation speed.

Moreover, with this volume of Poison Sutra, the martial soul defect of his Dugu family is no longer a defect. This is the foundation that will allow his Dugu family to be passed down for eternity!

"Your Highness, who is the senior who wrote this book? I hope to become his disciple." Dugu Bo's eyes showed fanaticism. The person who wrote the book had beaten him to a pulp with poison, one of his best skills, and what followed was deep admiration for him.

"Well, Mr. Dugu, the person who wrote the book has passed away a hundred years ago." The "Poison Sutra" was written by a senior magician in the Song Dynasty. His ashes must have turned into ashes now, so it is naturally impossible for him to find the author.

“What a pity! I wish I was born a hundred years earlier so I could learn from the seniors.” Dugu Bo looked regretful.

"This is only the first volume. The poison skills in the second volume are even more amazing."

Shang An seemed to be saying this casually, but it made Dugu Bo's heart burn. The first volume was already like this, if he got the second volume, wouldn't it be...
Shang An just wanted to whet Dugu Bo's appetite, and the "Poison Sutra" he gave Dugu Bo was also modified. Not only did he replace the magic power with soul power, but he also left a hidden trick.

Although the possibility of Dugu Bo betraying us is extremely low given his character, we still have to be on guard. If Dugu Bo does not betray us, then everything will be fine. If he betrays us, haha.

"grandfather."

A clear and pleasant voice was heard.

"Grandpa, I heard there's a guest coming, who is it?"

A beautiful woman walked lightly into the hall. It was Dugu Yan who had parted with Shang An and the others yesterday.

"Yanyan, don't disturb the distinguished guest."

"Shang An, it's you!"

Dugu Bo's scolding voice and Dugu Yan's surprised voice sounded at the same time.

"Uh, do you know each other?" Dugu Bo was just afraid that his granddaughter would offend the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, but he didn't expect that the two actually knew each other.

"Yanyan, you're back." Shang An greeted Dugu Yan with a faint smile.

"Yes, by the way, Shang An, why are you here? Are you here to see me?"

Dugu Yan asked with some anticipation.

"Of course, I came to see you and discuss some things with Mr. Dugu." Shang An would not disappoint the beautiful woman, so he walked to Dugu Yan and said.

Seeing the ambiguity in the two people's words, Dugu Bo thought to himself, it seems that the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall and Yanyan have a good relationship. If..., then it is also a good thing.

Regardless of Dugu Bo's thoughts, Dugu Yan and Shang An had already started chatting, and Dugu Bo, who was standing next to him, was left aside by Dugu Yan. Seeing the two unconsciously getting closer and closer, Dugu Bo's eyelids twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but shout softly, "Yan Yan, don't be rude to the Holy Son."

"Oh." Dugu Yan quickly distanced herself from him and stuck out her tongue at Dugu Bo.

"Grandpa just likes to meddle in other people's business."

Dugu Bo couldn't help but feel sad. Grandpa is doing this for your own good. What should I do if this little cotton-padded jacket is leaking?
Of course I forgive her. After all, it’s just a small cotton jacket and I have to wear it even if it leaks air.

"By the way, Shang An, grandpa just said that you are the Holy Son?" Dugu Yan looked at Shang An curiously.

"Yes, I am the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you my identity at the beginning."

Shang An said with a slightly apologetic tone.

"It doesn't matter. We just met at that time."

Dugu Yan waved her hand to show that she didn't care.

"By the way, I heard that there are many Titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall. Is that true?"

"It's okay, just average."

"I'm telling you, my grandfather didn't know how to practice. He made himself green and didn't have the aura of a Titled Douluo at all."

It’s over, the cotton-padded jacket has turned into black cotton and can’t be worn anymore.

"Ahem, Yanyan." Dugu Bo reminded.

"I know, Grandpa, I didn't say anything bad about you." Dugu Yan turned around and said, then turned to Shang An and whispered, "Let's go to the backyard to talk. I tell you, my grandpa actually never liked the Spirit Hall, but it doesn't matter, I'll protect you."

Dugu Bo's face turned black.

"Haha, Yanyan, actually I had a very pleasant conversation with Mr. Dugu before, and Mr. Dugu has agreed to join my Spirit Hall."

"Really? How did you convince my grandfather, such an old antique?"

With Dugu Bo's eyebrows raised, Shang An began to explain the whole story to Dugu Yan.

in the courtyard,
"So this is ah"

"So from now on, am I considered your subordinate?"

"Well, you can calculate it that way." Shang An thought for a while and nodded.

"Humph, I won't be your subordinate."

Dugu Yan snorted and turned away. It was unknown what she was thinking about, and her face was a little red with embarrassment.

As the god king of the sea, Shang An certainly knew that he had to strike while the iron was hot and disrupt the enemy's mind.

He walked forward and slowly approached Dugu Yan, staring into her eyes without any fear.

When Dugu Yan saw Shang An's beautiful and bright eyes, she felt her heart pounding and she subconsciously stepped back. However, this courtyard had boundaries after all, and Dugu Yan soon hit the wall.

Shang Anke did not stop and continued to walk towards Duguyan

"You, what are you going to do?" Dugu Yan was like a little white rabbit being stared at by a big bad wolf. She was so "scared" that she tried to lean against the wall, completely forgetting that she was still a soul master and this was still her home.

"What should I do? What do you think?"

Shang An leaned his hands on the wall, blocking Dugu Yan on both sides. Feeling Shang An approaching, a fragrance came with the wind, so fragrant that it made people feel flustered. It was his body odor.

Duguyan only felt her heartbeat speed up again, as if it was about to jump out of her body and dance uncontrollably. She couldn't help but say, "Don't do this."

"How about me? Xiao Yanyan, I am really sad that you don't want to be my subordinate."

Shang An showed a sad expression as he spoke. Dugu Yan was deceived by the Aquaman-level acting skills. Just as she was about to explain, she heard Shang An say:
"In order to keep you by my side, I have no choice but to turn you into my little wife."

Hearing this, Duguyan's brain suddenly froze. My dear wife, does Shang An want me to be his wife? Is he confessing his love to me? Too, too fast. Duguyan was flustered, but at the same time, she felt joy from the bottom of her heart.

She wanted to say "I do", but her girlish modesty prevented her from saying this. She was also afraid that Shang An would think she was an indecent girl, so she agreed to his confession after only knowing him for two days.

Coupled with the little bit of tsundere in my heart,
"What little wife? I don't want to be your wife."

After she finished speaking, she wanted to slap herself in the face. If Shang An misunderstood that she didn't like him, wouldn't that hurt his feelings? She quickly explained:

"That's not what I meant. Ugh!"

(End of this chapter)