Chapter 114 A True Divine Doctor! Poison Douluo: Do You Want a Wife or Not_1

Luo Yu's lips curled upward, "Weren't you, old poison, threatening me with the self-detonation of your soul core?"

"Go on, why aren't you leaving?"

Poison Douluo was deaf to Luo Yu's teasing at this moment.

His gaunt frame trembled, eyes intently staring at Luo Yu, fraught with anxiety, he said:

"What did you just say? Please, say it again."

Luo Yu shook his head, "I didn't say anything, hurry up and leave, nobody's keeping you here for dinner."

"Didn't you just say I was poisoned?" Poison Douluo's demeanor was agitated.

"You might have heard wrong."

"No, you did say it, you must have! I absolutely did not mishear," Poison Douluo exclaimed excitedly: "For so many years, you are the only one who dares say that I, Dugu Bo, have been poisoned!"

Flander and the others were dumbfounded on the side.

When Luo Yu first said Poison Douluo was poisoned, they almost took it as a joke.

In this world, Poison Douluo was the ancestor of playing with poison, could there be anyone who knew more about poison than him?

To say he was poisoned, wasn't that a jest?

But Poison Douluo's own reaction truly gave them a huge scare.

"No way, could Poison Douluo really be poisoned?"

"Did Brother Yu hit the nail on the head?"

Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong, among other girls, were also in continuous shock.

They had certainly heard of Poison Douluo's reputation, known as the number one poison user among the Douluo.

And now, he was eager to ask Luo Yu for advice?

What on earth was happening?

Right now, Poison Douluo couldn't care less about the odd looks from those around him; compared to the problem that plagued him for years, pride was worth nothing. His eyes, filled with yearning, were fixed on Luo Yu, awaiting his response.

Luo Yu's pupils flickered with an amethyst gold brilliance, seeing everything as clearly as fire.

Under this gaze, Poison Douluo felt as if his entire being was transparent, with no secrets hidden.

He couldn't help but be astonished, what kind of pupil skill was this Luo Yu using? It was with just one look that he had seen through the flaws of his Martial Soul True Body before, otherwise, he wouldn't have been defeated so quickly.

"Tsk tsk, old poison, you can now be said to have poison coursing through your body, illness has penetrated to the marrow," Luo Yu said.

Poison Douluo retorted, "Nonsense, although my body feels slightly unwell, it's not as bizarre as you say."

"Enough with the act," Luo Yu sneered. "Now, not to mention your meridians, even your bones are all green, how much longer do you think you can live without being aware of it?"

The people around heard this and were full of disbelief.

"Poison Douluo is going to be poisoned to death? That can't be right."

Unexpectedly, Poison Douluo's hands trembled as he directly grabbed Luo Yu's lapel.

"Since you could see that I am severely poisoned, do you have a way to rescue me from this dire plight?"

Luo Yu brushed off his hand in distaste.

He continued, "If I'm not mistaken, whenever it's cloudy and raining, you will feel an itching sensation at your ribs, which will gradually intensify, lasting for more than a shichen."

"Every late night, before dawn, the top of your head and the soles of your feet should feel a piercing pain like needles stabbing, causing convulsions all over your body for at least half a shichen, a suffering beyond words."

Poison Douluo's pupils dilated, amazed beyond words.

At this moment, he was on the verge of worshipping Luo Yu.

Because what the other party said was exact, every symptom he had mentioned belonged to him.

"Divine doctor, divine doctor indeed!"

"I never thought that I, Dugu Bo, would meet someone in my lifetime who could see that I am afflicted with a severe poison!"

He bowed deeply, "I earnestly beg you, young friend, to save me, I, Dugu Bo, will be eternally grateful, etching your kindness into my heart, never to forget."

Seeing the invigorated look of Poison Douluo, Flander and the others were so surprised they were rendered speechless.

"Does Brother Yu really understand medical skills?"

"Is he really that versatile?!"

The fiery Zhu Zhuyun and the Zhu Zhuqing sisters looked at each other, their surprise immense.

Pride flashed across Xiaowu's eyes; in her heart, Brother Yu was always capable of anything.

Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling also had varied emotions, their eyes full of admiration.

Having the number one poison user among the Douluo willingly bow down was not something ordinary people could achieve.

The man they chose did it.

Luo Yu raised an eyebrow, "Being able to diagnose an illness, does that necessarily mean I know how to treat it?"

Poison Douluo's joyous expression instantly turned rigid.

"Can't… can't be healed?"

Luo Yu spread his hands, "You yourself know your own situation, aren't you also at a loss?"

"This..."

The vitality that had just risen in Poison Douluo instantly wilted, his eyes filled with desolation.

Instead of getting angry with Luo Yu, he just let out a long sigh, his back stooping even more.

"Let it be, let it be."

"It's rare for someone to discern my poisoning like you did; you can be considered a confidant in my life. Since I am helpless, it's within reason that you can't treat it either. It was my delusion."

"It's laughable that after a lifetime of using poison, I'm going to die from my own toxins."

He walked away in desolation, dispirited.

"Hey, old poison, did I say that I couldn't heal it?"

Poison Douluo's pupils shrank, and he turned around abruptly, his voice trembling, "What... what do you mean?"

"Literal meaning."

Luo Yu crossed his arms, a confident smile on his lips.

"Can you really heal it?"

Poison Douluo could hardly believe it, as this poison had plagued him for many years, not only threatening his life but also hindering his cultivation from advancing.

Luo Yu smiled and said, "You've been pouring all the toxins you refined into your Green Scale Serpent Emperor martial spirit, and with each Martial Spirit Possession, a large amount of toxins invades your internal organs."

"You've noticed?" Poison Douluo gave a wry smile. "If I don't do that, my martial spirit would lack lethality."

"I'm not going to mince words. I can cure your poison, but... why should I do it for you?"

"Can you truly cure it?" Poison Douluo's eyes lit up with excitement. "If young friend can cure the accumulation of toxins in my body, whatever you ask for, I, Dugu Bo, will grant."

Luo Yu shook his head, "I don't want anything."

Poison Douluo unconsciously resorted to a respectful tone, "Please command me if you need anything. If it's money you want, how much do you desire, I will go get it immediately."

"Forget it, I'm not short of money, I have more than you."

This won't work, that won't work.

All the while, Poison Douluo was burning with anxiety, fearing that Luo Yu wouldn't want to help, and his last sliver of hope would be lost, especially since he had previously angered the other party.

No, he must show his sincerity!

After much deliberation, Poison Douluo bit the bullet and said, "That... Luo Yu, do you want a wife?"

"What's that now?" Luo Yu glared.

"You must have seen my granddaughter, Dugu Yan. I wonder, are you satisfied with her?"

Luo Yu glared, "Are you crazy? Sending off your own granddaughter? Does she know you're so honorless?"

Poison Douluo quickly added, "Your unparalleled appearance, extraordinary talent, and supreme strength among your peers. If Yanzi were with you, it would be we who are reaching too high."

"Besides, it's not like I'm sending her off, she'd likely be very willing."

"I remember, isn't she Yu Tianheng's fiancée?" Luo Yu recalled.

"Yu Tianheng?" Poison Douluo shook his head repeatedly, "Compared to you, he's nothing."

"Even if I give my granddaughter to you as a maid, I wouldn't leave her to that good-for-nothing!"

"Ah-ha?"

Luo Yu looked at Poison Douluo's sincere demeanor and couldn't help but suspect if he had remembered wrong before.

This guy, wasn't he here to avenge Yu Tianheng?

Now this is...

Defecting?

"Don't mind it, my granddaughter is still a virgin..."

"Shut up."

Luo Yu scolded, "Shameless old man, the more you speak, the more outrageous you get. Can women be used for trading? They need respect."

Poison Douluo was startled, instantly afraid to speak.

He inwardly acclaimed Luo Yu for being such a righteous gentleman, and in his heart, he was even more determined to hand Yan Yan over to him.

The girls nearby, including Zhu Zhuqing, overheard Luo Yu's upright words, and they couldn't help but glance his way, their hearts fluttering, their beautiful eyes shimmering with admiration.

Luo Yu averted his gaze from the side, inwardly relieved that he had reacted quickly.

He nearly lost a forest for one tree.

"There's no need to offer your granddaughter, but I need you to promise me one other thing..."