Chapter 8 Visiting Dugu Bo
"Uncle, let's not talk about whether your plan will work. Even if it succeeds, can you handle a Titled Douluo's dying counterattack?"
"Uh, this one~"
Hearing Yang Ziyuan's question, Yang Wudi also fell silent.
To be honest, with their strength, dealing with a seriously injured Titled Douluo is a very difficult task.
What's more, his plan also requires Yang Ziyuan's help in the field.
If Dugu Bo really fights to the death, he may be able to take them away!
At the very least, he can take away Yang Ziyuan, the weakest player on the field!
He couldn't accept this ending!
After all, no matter how precious the magic grass is, it cannot compare to Yang Ziyuan!
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Hearing this, Yang Ziyuan thought for a while.
If you force it, it will definitely not work.
It seems that we can only start from that aspect.
"I have a way to get the magic grass, and it may even be possible to turn Dugu Bo into one of our own!"
"any solution?"
"secret!"
Seeing that Yang Ziyuan didn't want to talk, Yang Wudi thought for a moment and said, "Nephew, since you have already made up your mind, we won't ask any more questions. But you have to promise your second uncle that if you have extra immortal herbs after the matter is completed, you must not forget your second uncle!"
Seeing Yang Wudi say this, Yang Ziyuan naturally would not refuse.
"no problem!"
"Okay, in that case, we will go visit that Poison Douluo in three days!"
Yang Wudi breathed a sigh of relief when Yang Ziyuan agreed.
Afterwards, everyone talked about the development of the Poyi clan and then dispersed.
Ten days later, Tiandou City.
"Grandpa, this Tiandou City looks a lot more prosperous than Hanhai City~"
In the carriage, Yang Ziyuan stuck his head out and looked around.
Tiandou City and Hanhai City are thousands of miles apart, and he was able to enjoy the scenery everywhere along the way.
However, compared with Tiandou City, other cities are a bit shabby.
"Of course, Tiandou City is the imperial capital of the Tiandou Empire after all. Its prosperity is certainly unmatched by other cities."
Changing the subject, Yang Wuhui asked again, "Ziyuan, will your method really work? You know, that Poison Douluo has a bad temper. If you anger him, it will be difficult for the two of us to protect you!"
On the way here, he finally learned the secret from Yang Ziyuan.
However, what he didn't expect was that Poison Douluo, who was famous for his poison, would actually be persecuted by his own poison.
This made him a little unbelievable.
However, the death of Dugu Bo’s son has to prove that this matter is true!
"Don't worry, Grandpa, I'll be fine! Don't forget, I'm the heir chosen by the God of Destruction!"
"Ah That's good!"
Hearing this, Yang Wuhui finally felt relieved.
As the successor of God, if Ziyuan was in danger, he would not stand idly by, right?
Probably not?
After resting, Yang Ziyuan and his party came to the Sunset Forest.
"Uncle, Sunset Forest is so big, how can we find Dugu Bo?"
Hearing this, Yang Wudi smiled and took out a piece of snake scale from his arms.
"Damn it!"
Yang Ziyuan took the snake scale in confusion, and after looking at it carefully, his eyes suddenly widened.
Is this a snake scale of the Green Phosphorus Snake King?
Sure enough, the moment the snake scales were exposed, a powerful aura appeared in the forest and was heading towards them.
After a while, an old man with gray-green hair appeared in front of them.
"Yang Wudi, I didn't expect it to be you! Could it be that you found the antidote to that poison?" Upon hearing this, Yang Wudi did not respond, but looked at Yang Ziyuan.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan stepped forward and said, "Senior Dugu Bo, we haven't found the antidote! But, I have a way to help you get rid of the toxins in your body!"
"What a joke! How could I, a great Poison Douluo, be poisoned? If not for Yang Wudi's sake, you would have died!"
Upon hearing Yang Ziyuan's words, Dugu Bo immediately became furious.
"You don't have to get excited. If you are not poisoned, then why do you feel a tingling sensation in your head and soles every night?"
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo immediately showed murderous intent in his eyes.
This boy knows his physical condition, he must not be allowed to stay!
Thinking of this, Dugu Bo was about to kill Yang Ziyuan.
Yang Wudi and the other two took the lead and stood in front of Yang Ziyuan.
"Dugu Bo, what do you want to do? If he dies, our Poyi Clan will not let you go! Aren't you afraid that the Haotian Sect will settle the score later?"
Seeing that Dugu Bo wanted to take action, Yang Wudi could only use the banner of Haotian Sect to bully others.
After all, he was not sure whether the god behind Yang Ziyuan would take action!
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo frowned.
Now, he has already offended the Spirit Hall. If the Haotian Sect comes, he will be isolated and helpless.
After thinking of his granddaughter, Dugu Bo sighed and suppressed his murderous intent.
"Yang Wudi, since he said he has a way to help me detoxify, does he have any evidence?"
"Evidence? Isn't it enough that Ziyuan just accurately described your physical condition?"
Hearing this, Dugu Bo nodded and said, "In that case, follow me!"
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan and his group hurriedly followed.
After passing through the poisonous miasma, Yang Ziyuan finally saw the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire that he had been longing for.
"What a waste of nature, what a waste of nature!"
Seeing that Dugu Bo ignored the fairy grass, Yang Wudi was filled with indignation.
Yang Wuhui secretly shook his head at him, signaling him to stay calm.
After all, if the other party doesn't recognize these precious magical herbs, they can take the initiative more easily.
"Your name is Yang Ziyuan?"
"Ah."
"Okay, as long as you can help me get rid of the toxins in my body, I, Dugu Bo, will owe you a favor. If you need any herbs in this medicine garden, you can pick them yourself!"
"Thank you, Senior Dugu!"
Hearing this, Yang Ziyuan was overjoyed.
Since Dugu Bo came to him himself, why would he refuse it?
After seeing Dugu Bo leave, he hurriedly called Yang Wuhui and the other two. The three of them divided the work and worked together to quickly pack up the magic grass in the Binghuo Liangyin Eyes.
"Nephew, aren't we going too far by digging up even the seeds of the immortal grass? What if Dugu Bo comes to trouble us afterwards?"
Yang Wudi said worriedly.
"Don't worry, I'm here!"
Yang Ziyuan had a confident expression.
Seeing this, Yang Wudi didn't say much.
Looking at the spring water in the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire, Yang Ziyuan took out the Eight-Angled Mysterious Ice Grass and the Fiery Apricot, swallowed them all, and then jumped in.
Seeing this, Yang Wudi and the other two were not panicked.
Because they knew that Yang Ziyuan was using the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire to refine the two magical herbs.
At the same time, the world of gods.
"Huh? That little guy actually had such an adventure?"
The moment Yang Ziyuan jumped into the Yin-Yang Eye spring of ice and fire, the God of Destruction sensed the other party's situation through the mark of divine test.
(End of this chapter)