Douluo: Yu Hao is reborn, this Tang San is different

Chapter 78 The Poison Pill Method
When Dugu Bo heard the conditions proposed by Huo Yuhao - that he be his bodyguard, he froze in place for a moment, as if struck by an invisible thunderbolt.

He stared at Huo Yuhao with wide eyes in disbelief. His face, which had originally turned pale due to his injury, was now filled with astonishment.

As a well-known Titled Douluo on the Douluo Continent, he has been active on this continent for many years and holds a high status. Now he is unexpectedly asked by a young man to be his bodyguard, which is really beyond his expectations.

After a moment, Dugu Bo slowly came back to his senses. The surprise in his eyes was gradually replaced by a hint of suspicion. His tone was full of doubt and he asked, "What did you say? You want me to be your bodyguard? Putting aside whether this condition is ridiculous, why should I believe that you can help me detoxify?"

In his opinion, detoxification is a matter of life and death, so how could he easily trust a young man of unknown origin?

Under the control of Xiao Yan's soul power, Huo Yuhao remained calm, not at all annoyed by Dugu Bo's questioning. He spoke in a steady voice:
"You can choose not to believe it. But you should understand that at the rate the toxins are eroding your body, within twenty years your granddaughter will follow in your footsteps and be tormented by this terrible toxin. Moreover, within those twenty years, you yourself will most likely die from a toxin outbreak."

Huo Yuhao's voice was not loud, but every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Dugu Bo's heart hard.

When Dugu Bo heard this, his face instantly became extremely ugly.

There was a flash of panic in his eyes and his lips trembled slightly. He wanted to refute, but found that his throat was dry and he couldn't make a sound.

What Huo Yuhao said was exactly what he was most worried about. For many years, he had been troubled by the toxins in his body, and he was even more afraid that his granddaughter Dugu Yan would suffer the same pain.

"And if you choose to trust me," Huo Yuhao paused, then he continued, "then there's still a glimmer of hope. I have the power to help you dissolve the toxins in your body, freeing you and your granddaughter from this nightmare."

Dugu Bo stood there, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of confusion and struggle.

He looked back and forth at Huo Yuhao, thinking secretly in his heart.

On the one hand, becoming a young man's bodyguard was undoubtedly a challenge to his dignity. With his status and position, he had always been respected on the Douluo Continent, but now he was forced to be inferior. On the other hand, the toxin problem Huo Yuhao mentioned was like a sword of Damocles hanging over his head, something he dared not ignore.

Thinking that his beloved granddaughter Dugu Yan might suffer the same pain as himself, his heart felt like it was being tightly gripped by an invisible big hand.

After a long moment, Dugu Bo sighed slightly and slowly said, "Well, I can promise you, but the deadline is only one year, not three. After one year, if you can really detoxify me, we'll be even."

"Okay, let's do as you said, a one-year agreement." Under Xiao Yan's control, Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed with thought, and then he nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao felt a surge of doubt in his heart, and he couldn't help but communicate with Xiao Yan in his heart: "Teacher, with you here, why do we still need someone to be a bodyguard?"

In his opinion, Xiao Yan's soul power was extremely strong. With Xiao Yan around, it seemed that nothing could not be solved.

"Yuhao, you don't know that my soul power is very unstable now and often fluctuates. Moreover, my strength is too strong. If I attack too frequently, it will cause too much noise and easily attract unnecessary trouble. With a Titled Douluo as your bodyguard, you won't have to do everything yourself when you encounter some small matters in the future. I can relax a lot and focus on consolidating my own soul power."

Seeing Huo Yuhao agree to a one-year contract, Dugu Bo felt a little relieved, though he still had some doubts. However, the issue of detoxification was still a thorn in his side, and he couldn't let it go.

He stared intently at Huo Yuhao, his eyes revealing a hint of eagerness and anticipation. He asked, "Boy, now that we've come to this, tell me, how are you going to detoxify me?"

Under the control of Xiao Yan's soul power, Huo Yuhao looked calm. He raised his head calmly, met Dugu Bo's gaze, and said calmly:

"Senior, please be patient and listen to me carefully. First, I need to refine a detoxifying elixir. This elixir requires a variety of rare medicinal herbs as raw materials and undergoes a complex refining process to form. After taking this elixir, it will first eliminate the most basic toxins in your body and alleviate the current poisoning symptoms."

"What happens after the basic toxin is removed? This poison has penetrated deep into my bone marrow for many years. How can it be completely solved by just one pill?" Dugu Bo frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and asked.

Huo Yuhao smiled faintly and continued, "Senior, you are absolutely right. Once the basic toxins are removed, I will teach you a method for making poison pills. This technique will allow you to concentrate all the toxins continuously produced in your body into a poison pill during your future cultivation. This way, the toxins will not spread freely in your body and corrode your internal organs, and you will no longer need to be troubled by the poison."

After listening to this, Dugu Bo fell into deep thought. He looked down at his hands, recalling the painful experience of being tortured by toxins for many years.

Although Huo Yuhao's method sounded mysterious, he had no better choice. After a long pause, he raised his head, his gaze resting on Huo Yuhao once again. He said slowly, "Alright, I'll trust you this time. I hope you won't let me down."

At this moment, Huo Yuhao frowned slightly, a look of embarrassment on his face. He looked at Dugu Bo and said slowly, "Senior, to be honest, the herbs needed to refine this detoxification pill are extremely rare and difficult to find in ordinary places. I'm afraid it will take quite a while to gather them, so you need to give me some time to collect them."

Dugu Bo's mood, which had relaxed slightly at Huo Yuhao's mention of the detoxification method, now tensed up again. A flicker of anxiety flashed across his eyes, and his brows knitted into a deep frown. However, the next second, when Huo Yuhao mentioned the word "herbal medicine," Dugu Bo's eyes suddenly lit up, like a brilliant shooting star streaking across the night sky.

"Herbs?" Dugu Bo couldn't help but blurt out, his voice filled with a hint of surprise. "Tell me what kind of herbs you need. I happen to have a herb garden in Sunset Forest. Maybe it has what you need."

Huo Yuhao was delighted when he heard this. His frown gradually relaxed, and a glimmer of hope glimmered in his eyes. He said, "That's great. I'll be thankful for that, Senior."

Without the slightest hesitation, Dugu Bo spun around, transforming into a streak of dark green light as he raced towards the depths of the Sunset Forest. His speed was so great that he left a long, dark green trail in the air, like a nimble green snake weaving through the sky.

Upon seeing this, Huo Yuhao immediately activated his soul power and transformed into a black stream of light, following closely behind Dugu Bo.

The two men flew over the dense forest, one in front and one behind. The trees below were shaking violently and making rustling sounds due to the impact of the airflow generated by their high-speed flight.

Along the way, the roars of various soul beasts could be heard from the forest from time to time, but at the moment both of them were concerned about the medicinal materials, so they turned a deaf ear to these sounds and flew towards Dugu Bo's medicine garden.

Shrek Academy. In a simply furnished room, the atmosphere was exceptionally solemn.

Sunlight filtered through the carved glass windows, casting dappled shadows on the people inside. In the center of the room sat a long wooden table, surrounded by several chairs. The Master, Zhao Wuji, Dai Mubai, and Flanders were seated around it.

The master looked truly miserable. His once thin face was now swollen, like a blown-up pig's head. His eyes were narrowed to slits, and there was a trace of dried blood at the corner of his mouth. He sat in a chair, leaning forward slightly, occasionally letting out soft gasps, clearly pained by the injuries on his face.

Flanders sat beside the master, his face so gloomy it looked as if water could drip out. His gaze shot straight at Zhao Wuji like a sharp knife, his lips trembling slightly, obviously trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Zhao Wuji!" Flanders finally spoke, his voice low and filled with anger. "What's wrong with you? Why didn't you ask clearly before hitting someone? He clearly said he was my brother, and you still had the heart to do that!"

Zhao Wuji sat opposite, with his head lowered, not daring to look Flanders in the eye.

His hands were placed awkwardly on his knees, his fingers rubbing against each other. When he heard Flanders question, he raised his head slightly, a look of embarrassment and guilt on his face.

"Boss, I... I really thought he was a fake. Think about it, I haven't heard of a brother of yours suddenly appearing for so many years. I couldn't help it and... I took action." Zhao Wuji's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end it was almost like the buzzing of a mosquito.

Dai Mubai sat aside, watching all this quietly, not daring to speak.

Suddenly, the master's body, which was slightly hunched due to pain, seemed to be suddenly injected with strength and stood up abruptly. Because he moved too hastily, it aroused the pain in his body and his face twisted, but he didn't care about these at the moment.

He walked quickly to Flanders side, held Flanders arms tightly with both hands, his eyes wide open, and his swollen eyelids made his eyes look very funny.

"Flender, you have to avenge me!" The master's voice trembled slightly with excitement, and with a hint of tears in his voice, he said, "My face was ruined by him, you can't just let it go like this!"

As he spoke, he pointed at Zhao Wuji.

Rand was somewhat bewildered by the Master's sudden action, a look of extreme embarrassment on his face. His eyes flickered between the Master and Zhao Wuji, his lips slightly opening and closing as if he wanted to say something, but was momentarily speechless.

"Xiaogang, you're really putting me in a difficult position."

Flanders sighed deeply, his voice filled with helplessness, and said, "You two are my brothers. I care about you both, and what can I do? I can't let you fight again. We can only make a big deal out of a small matter."

"If all else fails, I'll just let you two go out and fight. Whoever wins will be the one to rule, and this matter will be over."

Flanders looked at the emotional master and was at a loss for a moment. Helplessly, he said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

As soon as these words came out, the master, who had been shouting in anger, instantly became like a powder keg that had been lit, shaking with anger. He stared at Flanders with his eyes wide open, which looked particularly funny due to his swelling, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

"Flender! You...what are you talking about!" The master's voice became sharp with anger. He clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his arms were bulging. He shouted, "How can I possibly be a match for that reckless man Zhao Wuji? You are deliberately making things difficult for me!"

Just as the master was furious, Flanders spoke again, frowning slightly, his eyes full of confusion. He looked at the master and asked, "By the way, Xiaogang, why did you suddenly think of Shrek Academy and look for me? For so many years, you have been working hard on your research. You suddenly appeared here. It must be something important, right?"

After Flanders' reminder, the master suddenly remembered the main purpose of his trip.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm his excitement. The anger on his face was gradually replaced by an unconcealable pride.

"Flender, let me tell you, I've accepted an apprentice, and he's an incredible genius!" The master's voice trembled slightly with excitement as he said:
"He has twin martial souls, can you imagine that? Moreover, he's only about ten years old, but his soul power is as high as level 36, far exceeding his peers. He can no longer learn anything at Notting Academy. After much deliberation, I think only Shrek Academy can continue to train him, so I came to you."

Flanders listened to the master's story attentively. When the master said that his disciple was only about ten years old, but his soul power had reached level 36, his eyes widened instantly and his face was full of disbelief.

"What? Possessing level 36 soul power at the age of ten?" Flanders couldn't help but blurt out, with a strong sense of shock in his voice.

"How is this possible?"

At this moment, the door of the room creaked and was slowly pushed open.

Tang San's familiar figure appeared at the door, his face a little tired. After entering the room, his eyes quickly swept over everyone in the room, first landing on the master, with a trace of respect and kindness in his eyes.

When Master saw Tang San come in, his anxious expression eased a little, and he quickly asked, "Xiao San, is Xiao Wu awake?"

Tang San nodded slightly, his tone filled with a hint of joy, and responded: "Awake, Teacher. Xiao Wu just woke up not long ago, her mental state is not bad, but her body is still a little weak."

At this time, Tang San's eyes fell on Flanders.

Because of the memories of two lives, he still bowed slightly respectfully and called out, "Dean."

(End of this chapter)