Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 266 Fighting Fire with Fire
"The poison that Emperor Xueye was afflicted with was a chronic toxin and also a mixed and unusual poison."

Not everyone on the Douluo Continent is stupid. The old man in black robes quickly analyzed the cause of the symptoms.

"Can it be solved?" Xueye asked.

The old man in black robes frowned deeply: "Wait!"

"The mixed toxins contain three toxins: Acacia Rainbow, Phosphorus Green, and Dark Blue."

"No, there seems to be more; this is a mixture of four toxins."

Xue Qinghe chuckled inwardly: "Seven colors, of course, are composed of seven kinds of toxins, and the fact that you were able to discover four of them is already quite an achievement."

Not every pharmacologist possesses the level of the "Breakthrough Clan"; the old man in black robes is just one of the masses.

Poison Douluo stepped forward slightly, examined the situation carefully, and hesitated: "Before the spiritual power of a Title Douluo, all hidden toxins have nowhere to hide."

"In addition to the three toxins you just listed, there are four more hidden toxins. If any one of them is missed, it will lead to a worsening of the condition."

Emperor Xueye asked again, "How can we cure this poison?"

Poison Douluo fell silent for a brief moment.

After a long silence, he sighed with equal melancholy, "There are some solutions, though."

"Take another dose of the Frost Poison and use the method of fighting poison with poison to solidify these seven mixed toxins."

The two looked at each other, bewildered and at a loss for what to do.

Dugu Bo's tone was flat and stiff: "However, as you all know, this is a temporary solution that only delays His Majesty's death."

"Yes!" Han Tao said calmly.

"But with enough medicinal herbs, the time of death can be extended indefinitely, such as high-grade ginseng."

Ginseng can prolong life, and ancient ginseng is even more so.

Among the Min clan, the White Crane Clan Chief possesses a "Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng," though it's unclear whether he's willing to share it.

The Haotian Sect's retreat wasn't something that could be done on a whim. The four single-attribute families that they once served have had a tough time these past few years.

"Hmph!" Han Tao's lips curled into a smile. "I'd like to see."

"Will you choose to offer the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng to improve your family's living conditions, or grit your teeth and endure hardship to give this medicinal herb to the Haotian Sect?"

Although Yang Wudi was in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Han Tao did not help Emperor Xueye detoxify.

Helping him detoxify would not be in the interest of the Spirit Hall. If Han Tao really revived Emperor Xue Ye, he would not be able to obtain the "Han Hai Qian Kun Zhao".

In this situation, finding a pretext to keep him alive is the best course of action.

"Hmm," Xueye sighed weakly, "That's fine then."

The guard took out a thousand-year-old ginseng from the storeroom and handed it to Han Tao.

"Okay!" Han Tao took it.

Without hesitation, based on his study of pharmacology, he used blue silver grass, fluorescent grass, low-aged whale glue, and thousand-year-old ginseng to concoct a black, gooey medicine that emitted the stench of rotting ocean.

"Alright!" Han Tao handed the contents of the bowl to the guard.

Are you sure this thing will work?

Upon witnessing the strange appearance and smell of the medicinal herbs, Emperor Xueye was about to decline.

But the old man in black robes looked on with admiration: "What an exquisite and unparalleled arrangement technique!"

"I was once a member of the Broken Clan and had the privilege of seeing this configuration. May I ask, young friend, are you a disciple of Yang Wudi?"

Han Tao smiled slightly: "I have never formally become your apprentice, but we have had some contact."

Money can buy a lot of knowledge, but the unorthodox techniques that Yang Wudi taught in his spare time were things that he could never learn in his entire life.

"Emperor Xueye, good medicine tastes bitter."

Han Tao could clearly see that the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he pinched his nose and drank the strange-looking medicine.

咕咚
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The nourishing medicine replenished the deficiencies in Emperor Xueye's body, while also stimulating the mixed toxicity of seven colors.

"Ye Lingling!" Han Tao called softly.

She tiptoed forward quietly, and the blue and pink nine-heart begonias bloomed with endless splendor.

"Third Soul Skill, Vitality!" "Fifth Soul Skill, Clarity!"

The energy of the healing light surged continuously through Emperor Xueye's body along with his soul power, and the healing effect spread throughout his body from the inside out, as if healing everything.

The purpose of the Clear Soul Skill is to remove the superficial aura of impure "life force". Although it cannot remove the essence, it can still make him a little better.

Two hours later,
The medicinal effects of the ginseng have been fully absorbed.

During this period, many healing soul masters and doctors left.

Because of the experiences of the former group, they not only learned about the situation but also had a clear understanding of their own limitations.

"Seven mixed toxins."

Hearing that, I knew I couldn't cure myself!

"Hmm~" Emperor Xueye sat up with satisfaction.

The replenishment of vitality, the continuous nourishment from the medicinal herbs, and the clarity of the mixed aromas made me feel exceptionally comfortable.

His eyes shone brightly, as if he had stumbled upon a glimmer of hope for the future.

Gazing at the Crown Prince not far away, he gave a pleased order: "Next, I need to recuperate for a while, and Your Highness will assume the reins of government on my behalf."

"Yes, Father!" Xue Qinghe was overjoyed.

This was her long-held scheme, and part of the Spirit Hall's grand plan.

"Now, we have finally taken a step forward."

Emperor Xueye looked at Dugu Bo, his pale face showing slight unease: "Poison Douluo, I'm entrusting the matter of the Frostbite Poison to you."

"Of course!"

Poison Douluo calmly replied.

"hateful!"

Upon arriving at the gate, Han Tao and Ye Lingling saw Tang San again.

They were still arguing with the chief eunuch about the "compensation" issue, their faces turning red with anger, but they didn't actually fight; it was like two dogs barking wildly.

Upon seeing Xue Qinghe, Tang San thought urgently, "I am a disciple of a master, and I have made significant achievements in the research of poisons."

"Only I can cure Emperor Xueye. By not allowing me to see Emperor Xueye, you are forfeiting a chance for treatment."

"This is an act of disloyalty and unfilial piety!" Tang San declared resolutely.

Qian Renxue let out a cold snort.

It was obviously impossible to hide it from the emperor, as many of the eunuchs were direct descendants of the emperor.

But let Tang San go.
He might actually be able to cure my father, which would be detrimental to my plans, so Qian Renxue decided to be more open about it.

"Steward Zhang, please report the situation here to the Emperor truthfully."

"Just say that Tang San wants to treat him." A subtle smile appeared on her face.

Tang San was the culprit behind the avalanche. Guess how he would react when he heard the name "Tang San"?

"Yes, sir!" the chief eunuch replied.

It stopped what it was doing and walked respectfully toward the inner hall.

Tang San relaxed a little. Ancient emperors always valued their lives, so he figured that if the eunuch told him, the emperor would definitely expect him to go and detoxify him.

In the original novel, Dugu Bo could forgive and forget with him, so why couldn't Emperor Xueye do the same? Was he really that petty?

but
"roll!"

A resounding sound came from the inner hall.

"This doesn't sound like the voice of a patient."

Han Tao's tone was indifferent, but it sounded particularly grating to Tang San's ears.

"Get him out! Who recommended Tang San? Make them all get out too!"

(End of this chapter)