In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 134 Dugu Bo Attacks, Immortal Herb Password Entered...

Night fell once again, the wind whistled, and Wang Zhao and Qian Renxue sat upright in the pavilion, flipping through books, as if they had returned to the Wuhun City Library.

"I heard that Mom used to have a crush on someone named Yu Xiaogang, who, like you, loved reading..."

Suddenly, Qian Renxue stopped turning the pages of her book and said thoughtfully.

"Um."

Wang Zhao raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing this, nodded, and showed no expression on his face.

"He seems to be that master who published the theory of the ten core competencies of martial spirits..."

"Uh-huh."

Wang Zhao nodded calmly again.

"Hey, Wang Xiaozhao."

Qian Renxue then abruptly turned her head, staring at Wang Zhao with dead fish eyes.

"Why do you seem so uninterested in him?"

"Do I need to be interested in him?"

Wang Zhao countered with a question.

"real?"

Qian Renxue couldn't help but look at him suspiciously.

"Didn't you fabricate the title of 'Grand Tutor' yourself just to put him in his place?"

Of course... But this concerns Wang Zhao's muddle-headed little teacher, and he and Qian Renxue can't explain it clearly for the time being, so he could only shrug and continue:

"It's just a coincidence. Also, Xiaoxue, have you seen Master Yu Xiaogang's Ten Core Competencies for Martial Souls?"

"No, what's wrong?"

Qian Renxue shook her head. She had heard of him before she met Wang Zhao and was curious enough to search for him in the library, but her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, stopped her with a look of disgust.

She stopped her curiosity and didn't think much of it. But now, when she saw something about it in a magazine, she suddenly remembered it and thought of Yu Xiaogang, the author of "The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul" and his title of "Master". Only then did she connect the relationship between Yu Xiaogang, Wang Zhao and her adoptive mother Bibi Dong.

"Why don't you go and see for yourself?"

Wang Zhao did not say anything more.

Just then, a gust of wind blew through the fallen leaves, and the two suddenly looked up and saw two tall figures appear in the courtyard below the pavilion.

One of them is none other than his elder brother Qian Jun, who has transformed into the Qianhuang Douluo, and the other...

He was a tall, thin old man, who looked like a javelin. His beard and hair were dark green, and his eyes, like snake pupils, shone like emeralds, giving him an ethereal feeling, as if he were a phantom.

The old man was expressionless, or rather, his facial expression was completely stiff. His cheeks were sunken, his green hair was messy, and he was dressed in only a simple gray robe.

It was none other than Dugu Bo, whom Wang Zhao and the others had met just yesterday.

"Poison Douluo, what are you doing here?"

The two titled Douluo powerhouses noticed the man and woman looking over and then ended their standoff. Thousand-Pound Douluo was the first to break the silence and ask.

"I've come to find him."

Dugu Bo's voice was gloomy, and he simply raised his withered, wooden finger and pointed at Wang Zhao.

"May I ask what business you have with me, senior?"

Wang Zhao then stood up and stepped into the void from the height. Thick platinum dragon claws kept flashing under his feet, supporting Wang Zhao as he walked to the ground of the courtyard as if climbing stairs.

Jinlin: (ó﹏ò) Is nobody going to speak up for me? Roar!

"Can't you tell?"

Seeing this, Dugu Bo nodded slightly, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes, but with a strange question in return.

"I think I've figured it out."

Wang Zhao paused for a moment before responding as if suddenly realizing something.

Dugu Bo's stiff expression changed slightly as he looked at the "Qianhuang Douluo" on the other side, who was much stronger than him.

"Could I speak with this little one alone?"

Qianjun Douluo remained silent, only looking at Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao nodded decisively.

Seeing his decisive manner, Dugu Bo was somewhat bewildered.

"Little one, aren't you afraid?"

"Don't you know how many people on the mainland actually want you dead? If I, the Azure Scale Douluo who dominates the world of poison, were to be alone with you, I could absolutely kill you silently and leave unscathed."

"There's no need for you to do that, senior. Besides, saying that implies you won't actually do it, doesn't it?"

Wang Zhao simply smiled and said.

Dugu Bo paused for a moment before speaking:

"Your name is Wang Zhao, right? The wandering healer, Grand Tutor Wang Zhao?"

"It is I."

……

Shortly after, in a quiet room.

Wang Zhao and Dugu Bo sat facing each other.

"Senior Dugu, you've been poisoned, and you've poisoned yourself."

Wang Zhao withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and said calmly.

"You were able to tell after all..."

Upon hearing this, even though Dugu Bo was somewhat prepared, he still couldn't help but be surprised.

"You should know that even the old chrysanthemum in the Spirit Hall who is well-versed in pharmacology and Ye Renxin, the contemporary medical sage who once met me, both thought that the toxic characteristics on my body were just an assimilation manifestation of the spirit."

"And you are so young, I really don't know how you have such insight."

"Perhaps it's because of talent."

Wang Zhao thought for a moment and then said.

The naturally unrestrained Dugu Bo didn't dwell on the matter much, and continued to ask:

"What else did you notice?"

Wang Zhao lowered his head slightly, seemingly lost in thought, but in reality, he was trying his best to suppress the urge to curl his lips into a smile.

at last……

So he's finally going to start doing something legitimate like a transmigrator!

After composing himself, Wang Zhao raised his head again and began to speak—no, to begin entering the secret code for the immortal herb—

Do you experience a tingling or itchy sensation in your rib area when it's cloudy or rainy, and does it gradually intensify?

Dugu Bo nodded blankly.

"It occurs twice a day, at noon and midnight. Given your current condition, each episode should last for at least an hour?"

Dugu Bo continued to nod, his expression gradually becoming blank.

"Also, every night, around the third watch of the night, you will experience needle-like stabbing pains on the top of your head and in your heart. Your whole body will spasm for at least half an hour."

Damn it...

Dugu Bo couldn't help but stand up, losing his composure.

Wang Zhao ignored this and continued speaking eloquently: "If you weren't poisoned, you wouldn't be experiencing these symptoms. You're not only poisoned, but the poison has seeped into your bones!"

"But, to put it bluntly, I'm very curious why you're still alive. The poison you've been afflicted with is clearly beyond what soul power can suppress."

"!!!"

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps forward to stand in front of Wang Zhao and grab his clothes.

"What else did you figure out?!"

He practically shouted those words.

Wang Zhao did not answer, but simply looked at him calmly, like an experienced doctor looking at a mad patient.

Dugu Bo realized his lapse in composure at this moment, slowly released his grip and took a few steps back, but his gaze remained fixed on Wang Zhao. After a moment, he said:

"Excuse me."

(End of this chapter)