"Tch, you're the one who should return to the embrace of the Death God." Dugu Bo rapped Tang San on the head, not looking pleased. From his expression, Tang San could tell that Dugu Bo didn't truly believe the Yan Wang Tie in his hand was all that powerful.
In truth, even Tang San hadn't expected that he would be able to successfully refine the Yan Wang Tie.
As the third-ranked super hidden weapon in the Hundred Hidden Weapons Manual of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, how could he not be excited? In his previous life, whenever anyone in the martial world mentioned the name of the Soul-Pursuing, Life-Stealing Yan Wang Tie, it would only evoke tremors of fear.
To refine the Yan Wang Tie, Tang San had utilized all forty-nine precious medicinal herbs from beside the Yin-Yang Dual-Wells, making the poison of this Yan Wang Tie utterly incurable by anything under heaven.
This small black needle wasn't metal at all; it was condensed entirely from toxins. Once it entered the human body, it would immediately transform into a potent poison, erupting instantaneously.
Forget about an antidote—even if one existed, there would be no time to take it. Even if one were to cut off their own arm, it would be far too late.
Was an invitation from the King of Hell so easy to accept?
However, the technique for firing the Yan Wang Tie required an enormous amount of internal energy. Tang San had calculated that to launch it using the Mysterious Heaven Skill, he would need to wait until at least the fortieth level. Moreover, with all his internal energy combined, he would only have enough for a single strike.
But that was sufficient. Although Tang San had never tested it, he was certain: while he might not be able to kill an opponent whose strength was far too great, if the Yan Wang Tie he fired could pierce their skin, then they could only await their soul being pursued and their life stolen.
Carefully placing the jade box into his Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night pouch, Tang San thought to himself that this was only possible because he was beside the Yin-Yang Dual-Wells. Otherwise, where would he have found so many precious herbs? It was a pity that the top two ranked hidden weapons couldn't be refined using only medicinal ingredients.
Gathering his thoughts, Tang San looked at Dugu Bo. After six months of treatment, Dugu Bo's appearance had changed significantly. His originally ghastly green hair had turned a normal white, and aside from his eyes, that all-over green hue had mostly faded.
Six months of taking medicine had freed Dugu Bo from the pain caused by the backlash of his toxins. However, he had had poisons in his body for many years, and it was nearly impossible to purge them completely.
Dugu Bo was already very satisfied with the current situation. He knew his own condition and could also confirm that using the same method, the poison in his granddaughter could be cured without any problem.
"Little monster, give it back to me," Dugu Bo said, seeing Tang San looking at him. He extended his right hand in a beckoning gesture.
"Give it back? Give you back what?" Tang San asked, confused.
Dugu Bo replied, "What? Don't tell me you want to keep my Dan Pill forever? I'm not that generous."
Tang San was a little surprised. "Aren't you afraid I'll poison your medicine now?"
Dugu Bo snorted, "This old man's poison skills are now restrained, gathered within my soul bone. As for poisoning, I doubt there's any toxin that could kill me now. Even if that little needle of yours could really handle a Titled Douluo, it wouldn't work on me. Hurry up and return my Dan Pill. Haven't you already gained enough benefits? It's only been half a year, and your Soul Power is already at level thirty-seven. I'm even afraid you'll absorb the pill essence inside my Dan Pill."
Tang San smiled. He knew that although Dugu Bo's words were harsh, he had actually lost most of his wariness toward him. Over these six months, he had come to understand Dugu Bo much better. This Poison Douluo, who looked incredibly fierce, wasn't that different from an ordinary old man. Although he spoke fiercely, his nature wasn't truly bad—so long as you didn't threaten or offend him, he wouldn't go looking for trouble.
"Take it. Honestly, I'm actually a bit reluctant to part with it," Tang San said with a smile, opening his arms.
Dugu Bo walked up to Tang San and raised his hand, pressing it toward Tang San's lower abdomen without making contact. A surge of searing heat immediately stimulated Tang San's dantian, causing it to contract sharply. Then, following the upward motion of Dugu Bo's palm, the hot current rushed up his throat. Tang San opened his mouth, and the Dan Pill, glowing with a green light, floated out and landed in Dugu Bo's palm.
Although it felt as if something was missing, Tang San's entire body relaxed. The threat to his life for the past half-year was finally resolved. After all, even Tang San had been powerless against Dugu Bo's Dan Pill.
"Little monster, my poison is mostly cured now. Lately, I've clearly felt that the effect of your medicines is becoming smaller and smaller. I know myself that there are too many toxins accumulated in my body, and it's impossible to transfer them all into my soul bone. Moreover, my body has already adapted to the potent poison to a certain degree—if it were completely gone, it might actually be harmful. I think we'll stop the treatment here. Later, I'll bring your teachers and my granddaughter over. Once you cure Yan Yan, you can leave."