Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 283 Dugu Bo's Revenge
"What bet?"

Dugu Bo, however, became somewhat interested.

Tang San finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She stared intently into his eyes, her own mottled reflection shimmering in the light within his pupils, along with the resentment and murderous intent buried deep within her heart.

"Poison Douluo, you've been poisoned very badly, and I'm not mistaken."

"Your days probably don't last long."

Dugu Bo raised an eyebrow mysteriously, his tone indifferent, seemingly devoid of any emotion: "There are some arguments, but unfortunately, such arguments are not enough to sway me."

Inside the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, he learned about the theory of "Martial Soul Foundation," and the poison no longer posed a life-threatening threat.

A feeling of joy welled up in Tang San's heart.

A subtle sadness lingered in his words, evoking a sense of sympathy: "It is indeed a pity."

"If you die, how will poor Dugu Yan face my father's wrath?"

Poison Douluo's expression turned cold: "Are you threatening me?"

"No no no!"

He lowered his head, concealing the murderous intent that was overwhelming his soul, and instead revealed a fawning smile:
"I'm genuinely concerned for you. What I mean is that my toxicology knowledge can help detoxify your body!"

The Xuan Tian Bao Lu contains extremely profound knowledge of toxicology.

Poison Douluo's eyebrows furrowed, deep wrinkles appearing on his mottled face, and his fingers made a crisp sound as he gently rubbed them together.

"This is your bet?"

"Yes!"

"If I successfully detoxify you, you must spare me and the master; otherwise..."

Tang San paused slightly before replying, "Impossible! I can definitely cure the poison you've been afflicted with!"

"Ok!"

Gently inhale through your nose and slowly exhale.

"However, before that, I need to verify your skills!"

His calm tone revealed a chilling depth.

When Tang San looked up, the Yinming Needle was already pinched between the fingertips of Poison Douluo, slowly approaching Yu Xiaogang's body.

He is your master.

The Yinming Needle pierced Yu Xiaogang's back.

The toxins, difficult to break down, spread over time, causing the back muscles to solidify into blue lumps.

"Mistress."

Yu Xiaogang's voice was extremely weak.

On his right arm were charred remains from the corrosive effects of concentrated phosphorus toxin, and on the wound on his back were blue clumps formed from the Yinming Needle.

"Mistress, I believe you!"

"You absolutely must help me detoxify. My life is in your hands."

Poison Douluo stood between Tang San and Grandmaster, his tall figure radiating an air of arrogant disdain.

"Now, use your esoteric knowledge of toxicology to save your master."

Tang San looked at the Grandmaster again.
His back was covered with dozens of Yin-Yang needles, and his back and sides were stained a deep blue by the poison.

"No!" Tang San shouted.

Anxious, depressed, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"what to do."

"Even if the 'Hundred Solutions to Hidden Weapons' records the method to remove the poison, the entire back would be too much for even a master to bear."

He raised his head slightly and saw the Poison Douluo's coldly smiling profile.

Poison Douluo is truly vengeful in every way.

Alone and without any inhibitions, she wouldn't be as hesitant and indecisive as Ning Fengzhi.

"How dare you threaten me with your granddaughter?"

Staring at Yu Xiaogang's face, he raised his hand and inserted a brand new needle straight into Yu Xiaogang's back.

"This is not the Yin-Yang Needle, it's the Dragon Beard Needle!"

The dragon beard needle entered Yu Xiaogang's body and suddenly contracted, twisting into a small golden ball along with his muscles.

"Ow~"

Yu Xiaogang's voice was shrill and mournful.

Tang San rushed forward, trying to stop him, but an overwhelming weakness enveloped his body. His blood was thin, the effects of the medicine were wearing off, and he had no strength left in his body.

Helpless, he could only invoke the greater good, attempting to influence the Poison Douluo's actions:
"Poison Douluo, as a titled Douluo, since you've decided to make a bet with me, you can't go back on your word like this."

Dugu Bo spread his hands and sighed.

"Oh dear, maybe my old eyes are failing me. I actually confused the Dragon Beard Needle with the Yin-Yang Needle."

"but."

He added, "Since we've made a mistake, let's just go with it."

"In this situation, your ability to detoxify a Grand Soul Master only further demonstrates your detoxification skills?"

His tone was sincere, but a smile involuntarily crept across his lips.

Tang San quickly stepped forward and summoned his martial soul: "Blue Silver Grass!"

"First Soul Skill, Begonia Light!"

The healing soul power extracted from the thousand-year-old begonia flower was slowly injected into Yu Xiaogang's body.

The wounds created by the dragon beard needles gradually healed.

However, when the Dragon Beard Needle came into contact with the soul power, its form suddenly changed, transforming into the shape of a needle tip and a wheat awn.

"Ow~"

Just as Yu Xiaogang was screaming in agony.

"Master, please be patient for a moment."

Tang San squatted down, his expression sincere and focused.

The third spirit ring within the Clear Sky Hammer had its limited innate spirit power mobilized, causing the right finger bone to transform into pure white.

They used all their strength to remove the dragon whisker needle from the master's body.

When you're nearing your limit, every bit of strength you have is hard-won.

"Let's begin the detoxification process."

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's miserable state, Dugu Bo felt a surge of joy and gave the order.

"Master, the deadly poison of the Yinming Needle can only be neutralized by the power of Yang Fire."

As Tang San turned the soul tool, he took out white powder and sprinkled it evenly on Yu Xiaogang's back.

"Hmm!" The master nodded slightly, forcing a nonchalant expression, but the sharp pain in his back made his lips twitch slightly.
"After all, you are my disciple, and your skills have inherited my mantle. Helping me detoxify is obviously not a problem."

Then, he glanced at Poison Douluo and said dismissively:

"Your attempt to use this kind of test to verify Tang San's level of toxicology is ultimately a bit simplistic."

Before the master could finish speaking, a burning pain shot through his back, and Tang San's "kind" admonition reached his ears.

"The only option is to cut away the flesh from the poisoned area."

The master exclaimed incredulously, "No!"

It pointed north, and looking in the direction of its finger, one could see the recovered Prince Xue Qinghe.

"Didn't the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire also suffer from the poison of the Dark Yin Needle? When Han Tao cured him, he didn't have to cut out his flesh, did he?"

Tang San's brow furrowed with worry: "How could this be?"

On the Douluo Continent, the development of toxicology has surpassed his own Xuan Tian Bao Lu. This is actually insignificant, but the truth behind it makes him feel a chill.

如若
Pharmacology and toxicology surpass my Xuan Tian Bao Lu (a book of profound knowledge).

So, is it possible that the Mysterious Heaven Skill and the Purple Demon Eye could be surpassed by other secret techniques in the Douluo Continent? Then what are my innate advantages?

What's hardest to look at directly is the reality of the world.

"No!"

Tang San's expression hardened: "My Mysterious Heaven Skill is the strongest!"

"My master once warned me that there is no method in this world to improve one's innate soul power, and there is no cultivation technique that can replace my Xuan Tian Gong!"

As a disciple of the Tang Clan, I would never switch to someone else's cultivation method.

They also wouldn't attempt to understand the existing "cutting-edge" theoretical research on the Douluo Continent.

Despite his wavering mind, Tang San did not neglect the actions in his hands.

He took out a small knife from his soul tool and cut away the deep blue, highly toxic lumps that had been carved into Yu Xiaogang's lower back.

"Master, please believe me, this is the best way to detoxify."

His tone was very sincere: "Treatment methods like Han Tao's are clearly only treating the symptoms, not the root cause, and will definitely have terrible long-term consequences in the future."

"Is that so?" The master looked skeptical.

(End of this chapter)