I have already become a Titled Douluo, and I am just now coming to the system?

Dugu Bo's eyes flashed. From a distance, he recognized that this person was the guard beside Emperor Xue Ye.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty is not in good condition, so I came to see you."

Said the silver-armored warrior.

"What? His Majesty's condition was relatively stable before, how could there be a problem all of a sudden?"

Dugu Bo asked with a frown.

Seeing no one around, the silver-armored warrior whispered, "Last night, His Majesty summoned Prince Xuexing and flew into a rage..."

I see...

Dugu Bo immediately understood the key to the matter.

It must be that Xue Xing's abuse of power and exclusion of dissidents has been exposed.

"Ah, Xue Xing is unlucky. If someone else had suppressed her, it would have been fine. But she had to run into Qin Xiao, which means she is doomed."

After three seconds of silent mourning for Xue Xing, Dugu Bo said to the silver-armored warrior, "Without further ado, I will enter the palace immediately."

With Dugu Bo's Titled Douluo cultivation, it only took him a few dozen breaths to reach the palace from his residence.

Afterwards, he arrived at the emperor's bedroom without any obstruction and met Emperor Xue Ye.

"Your Majesty Dugu, you are finally here."

The people around Emperor Xue Ye were all surprised when they saw this, and then they all made way.

Dugu Bo just nodded slightly and strode forward.

"Mr. Dugu Bo, you are here."

Emperor Xue Ye said weakly.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I'm here. Everything will be fine."

Dugu Bo said in a deep voice, use both medicine and poison.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"Your Majesty is suffering from a bout of impatience, which has triggered a relapse of an old illness. It's not a serious matter, and you just need to take some medicine to recuperate."

"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."

After hearing what Dugu Bo said, the people around were overjoyed.

However, they soon discovered that Dugu Bo's expression was not right.

"What's wrong, Mr. Dugu? Is my condition getting worse?"

Emperor Xue Ye also noticed the abnormality and whispered.

“That’s not the case…”

"What's the problem, Mr. Dugu?"

Dugu Bo's face turned a little ugly. "It's like this. The medicinal herbs used by His Majesty are very precious and require a large amount of gold soul coins."

what?

Need money?

Everyone was stunned. They never expected Dugu Bo to say this.

"How much is it?"

Emperor Xue Ye asked in a low voice.

"These prescriptions require 749 main ingredients and 981 auxiliary ingredients, which would cost about 500,000 gold soul coins..."

Dugu Bo calculated silently and gave a number.

This is a very fair figure. He only counted the cost and did not make a penny of difference.

Hiss? Five hundred thousand gold soul coins?

Everyone in the field gasped.

"May I ask, Your Majesty, why didn't His Majesty need so many Gold Soul Coins for treatment before?"

Someone asked boldly.

This is also everyone's doubts.

"before?"

Thinking of this, Dugu Bo became furious.

He couldn't help but snort coldly, "I used to grow the herbs myself, but now I have to buy them myself? How can it be the same?"

Chapter 60: Emperor Xue Ye is worried, Xue Xing apologizes

"Then why doesn't Mr. Dugu plant anymore?"

Emperor Xueye asked puzzledly.

"Do you think I don't want to?"

Dugu Bo said unhappily, "Times have changed."

"Could it be that a natural disaster occurred and all the medicinal herbs were destroyed?"

"No, it was a man-made disaster."

Dugu Bo said with heartache.

“Man-made disaster…”

The entire bedroom suddenly became quiet.

Even Emperor Xue Ye fell silent.

The person who can harm Poison Douluo is definitely not an ordinary person. It is better to know less about this matter.

"Mr. Dugu, I wonder how long I can last with the medicinal materials worth 500,000 gold soul coins?"

Emperor Xue Ye asked again.

Dugu Bo thought for a moment and said, "Seven days."

"Only seven short days?"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Xue Ye's voice unconsciously rose a few notches.

Doesn't that mean that I have to spend 100,000 gold soul coins a day?

In the Tiandou Empire, how many taxes from the people would it take to earn 100,000 gold soul coins...

One hundred thousand a day, that's at least three million a month, and the annual treatment cost is as high as thirty or forty million...

"At least 30 to 40 million gold soul coins a year. Isn't this price a bit too high..."

Thinking about it, Emperor Xue Ye's breathing became heavy. He couldn't imagine that it would be so expensive for him to survive.

"If only thirty or forty million gold soul coins could extend your life."

At this time, Dugu Bo shook his head, breaking Emperor Xue Ye's fantasy.

"Isn't thirty or forty million gold soul coins enough?"

Emperor Xue Ye asked in shock.

"Of course not enough."

Dugu Bo said, "After seven days, your body will develop drug resistance. The next dose will require more herbs. The cost will not remain constant, but will increase day by day..."

"Hey, now that I think about it, I was really rich before."

Dugu Bo calculated how many elixirs he had taken from other palaces for Emperor Xue Ye over the years.

I didn’t think much of it before, but now I think about it, it’s all money.

At least, there must be hundreds of millions of gold soul coins, right?

Compared to this, the benefits of being a tribute to the prince's palace are really pitiful.

Made.

blood loss.

"If Your Majesty finds the medicine expensive, I can make you a list and you can have someone go and buy it yourself."

Seeing that Emperor Xue Ye fell into silence, Dugu Bo said in a deep voice.

"Sir, you misunderstood. It's not that I don't trust you, but I feel that my life is not worth such a high price to pay for treatment."

"Besides, treatment won't cure it, it's just keeping you alive."

Emperor Xue Ye explained to Dugu Bo with a helpless look on his face.

Dugu Bo's eyes flickered slightly, but he said nothing more.

Because what Emperor Xue Ye said was the truth.

"Someone, come and take Mr. Dugu down to collect the money."

Emperor Xue Ye asked the guards to take Dugu Bo away again.

"Your Majesty, you should also take a rest and get some sleep."

Someone beside Emperor Xue Ye spoke with concern.

"One hundred thousand gold soul coins only buy twelve hours, how can I sleep?"

Emperor Xue Ye showed a bitter smile on his face.

For the time being, the Tiandou Emperor's country is big and his cause is great, so he can still afford to spend tens of millions a year.

But what if this continues?

In the next year, I might have to spend hundreds of millions of gold soul coins to treat myself...

Even higher.

No one dared to speak anymore.

"Unfortunately, Qinghe is still young and his wings are not yet fully grown. Prince Xuexing is suppressing him in secret. Otherwise, what would happen if I passed the throne to him?"

Emperor Xue Ye thought to himself.

He is still lingering on until now, and he has his own helplessness.

In fact, he no longer had any desire for the throne of Tiandou, he was just worried about Xue Qinghe.

Prince Xuexing's power is deeply entrenched in Tiandou, and the presence of powerful titled figures like Du Douluo as his retainers only emboldens him. Emperor Xue Ye fears that Prince Xuexing will rebel if he leaves.

"Unfortunately, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's leader, Ning Fengzhi, is a businessman through and through. Even if I gave him the status of the Crown Prince's teacher, I couldn't let him go down and deal with Xue Xing."

"No, I still have to help Qinghe."

Emperor Xue Ye recalled Meng Shen Ji's words: "Even Dugu Bo is quite wary of the young Titled Douluo from Shrek Academy. If he could serve as a powerful tribute to the Crown Prince's residence, we wouldn't have to worry about Xue Xing using Poison Douluo to secretly manipulate things."

At this moment, Emperor Xue Ye thought a lot and immediately said to the people around him, "Go and call the prince."

...

"It's old, dilapidated, and remote. This must be the place."

In a remote corner of Tiandou City, Qin Xiao glanced at the door of a hotel whose signboard was almost rotten.

Before he even got close, he smelled a rotten smell.

That was coming from the old wooden door.

creak.

He pushed the door open, and the wooden door made a teeth-grinding sound as if it could not bear the weight.

Qin Xiao was not afraid of Titled Douluo, but when he heard this voice, he felt unwell.

When he arrived in the hall, he found some people sitting around the table, eating breakfast.

"It seems my guess was correct."

Qin Xiao thought to himself when he saw this.