"Thank you, Uncle Ye, for satisfying my curiosity this time. In the future, I'll find a way to help Lingling locate the Fragrant Delicate Immortal Herb."
Fang Ling bowed respectfully to Ye Renxin.
"As I said before, it's enough that you have the intention," Ye Renxin said kindly, patting Fang Ling on the shoulder.
"This thing isn't easy to find. Whether it still exists in the world is uncertain. Don't delay your own cultivation over it."
With that, the two of them walked out side by side.
Ye Lingling was shyly asking her mother about their earlier conversation, her face beaming with a bright smile.
Suddenly seeing the two exit, her expression tensed slightly as she asked softly, "How did it go?"
Her father's words put her at ease: "It's fine. His Eminence values Fang Ling highly."
"That's good..." Ye Lingling let out a long breath, the anxiety in her heart slowly dissipating.
After having lunch together, Fang Ling bid them farewell.
Ye Lingling walked him out. "Are you going back to the Dugu residence now?"
"Yeah. Lingling, you and Sister Yanyan can go back to the academy first. Time to resume classes," Fang Ling said cheerfully with his hands behind his back.
He was about to take flight again, and his heart was naturally light.
"Anyway... stay safe." Ye Lingling didn't know what else to say as a farewell and could only remind him like this.
Since her father said Fang Ling was favored by His Eminence, it was puzzling, but certainly not mistaken.
"Don't worry, Lingling. I'll be fine. I'll definitely surprise you in a big way someday," Fang Ling said with a bright smile.
Looking at the somewhat quiet Ye Lingling, he suddenly stepped forward and gave her a full, tight hug.
Then, under her shy gaze, he strode away with large, confident steps.
Back at the Dugu residence, Dugu Bo had already returned earlier.
He was playing with a translucent, pale green left arm soul bone in his hand.
The soul bone was relatively intact. Judging from the halo of light flowing over it, it was at least a ten-thousand-year-old poison-type soul bone.
Dugu Yan stood beside him, eyes filled with envy, her jade-like fingers gently caressing it.
"Teacher, I'm back." Fang Ling took a second glance at the soul bone, then looked clearly toward Dugu Bo.
Dugu Bo nodded slightly, frowning.
"I only managed to get one from the Heaven Dou royal family for now. This is a twenty-thousand-year-old Devour Vine left arm bone. I think it should work?"
"Of course it'll work."
A ten-thousand-year soul bone was already a top-tier treasure in this era.
After all, the stats inflation hadn't kicked in yet.
"Good. Then I'll begin the detoxification attempt. Yan Yan, once Grandpa succeeds, I'll find a suitable soul bone for you too."
Dugu Bo had already explained Fang Ling's detoxification plan to Dugu Yan beforehand.
But triggering the poison was a risky process. Naturally, he didn't want his beloved granddaughter to go through it first.
"Grandpa, you and Fang Ling must be careful. Don't forget about your granddaughter."
Dugu Yan was a bit worried and clung tightly to her grandfather.
"I won't forget about you, Yan Yan," Dugu Bo said with a smile as he patted her back and carefully stored away the soul bone.
"Goodbye, Sister Yan Yan."
Fang Ling barely had time for a quick farewell. Before his words had fully landed, he was swept away by Dugu Bo.
This time, Dugu Bo held him much more naturally,no longer like picking up a cat or dog.
They clearly couldn't conduct the detox here.
The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, with its icy and fiery aura and the presence of the Fragrant Delicate Immortal Herb, could better suppress toxins.
Even if something went wrong, it wouldn't cause a catastrophe.
Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well
Mist filled the familiar mountain hollow. After absorbing the soul bone, Dugu Bo was eagerly watching the waiting Fang Ling.
Absorbing a 20,000-year-old soul bone was nothing to a Titled Douluo like him. It took less time than traveling.
"Shall we begin?" Fang Ling asked softly.
He had already taken the medicinal pill at Dugu Bo's request.
This wasn't surprising, given how brief and rushed their past interactions had been.
Their previous detox attempts were too rough, based on instinct alone.
Though those instincts had been reasonable and had proven effective on Fang Ling, Dugu Bo couldn't help but be cautious,understandably so.
But time would prove everything. As they spent more time together, things would naturally change.
"Let's begin!" Dugu Bo said, unable to contain his excitement.
"How much blood should I use?" Fang Ling asked, choosing a spot on his wrist with a dagger.
He vaguely remembered that Tang San had used just one drop and took half a year to succeed.
But Fang Ling, having strong digestion abilities, absorbed more of the medicine into his body. There might be less in his blood,maybe he should use more?
"Hmm..." Dugu Bo thought for a moment. "No need to cut your wrist,your finger is enough. Try with one drop first?"
If he used too much, too many toxins could be triggered at once. That would be suicidal.
Better to start small than to act recklessly and ruin everything just before hope arrives.
Fang Ling nodded slightly and, without hesitation, used the dagger to pierce his fingertip. A bright red drop of blood fell.
Dugu Bo's eyes focused. Soul power surged, and he immediately inhaled the drop.
He closed his eyes and began channeling the subtle medicinal energy in the blood to counteract his internal poison.
The process was simple and efficient.
Using the strong medicinal effects of the Ice and Fire herbs, he forced out the stubborn poisons from his body.
Then, using his soul power, he guided the energy through the soul bone, naturally filtering out the toxins.
Since it was only one drop of blood, the medicinal effect was weak, and only a small amount of poison was expelled.
After a brief meditation, the effects were fully exhausted.
Dugu Bo slowly opened his eyes, his breathing slightly ragged, but his eyes gleaming with excitement.
All doubts had been erased.
It was real!
With a head soul bone and as a Titled Douluo, his spiritual power was naturally strong. Even the faintest toxin triggered by such a weak medicine could be clearly sensed.
Dugu Bo was overjoyed. He slapped Fang Ling hard on the shoulder, making him stumble.
"Fang Ling! My good disciple! You're our family's hope now!"
Now that there was a real sign of detoxification working, he fully accepted Fang Ling.
After years of searching in vain, the miracle had arrived.
This was fate finally turning around!
"Hehe, I'll be counting on you for guidance, teacher," Fang Ling said, overwhelmed with emotion and quickly bowed in respect.
He was now truly acknowledged. With Dugu Bo's character and his position as disciple, Fang Ling's future was incredibly bright.
From that moment on, their days became structured and consistent.
Fang Ling gave blood every day. Dugu Bo used it to draw out and store poison in the soul bone.
Considering Fang Ling's recovery abilities, they didn't want to harm his foundation, so it was limited to five drops per day.
This was something Dugu Bo determined after much calculation.
And so, three months passed.
In Sunset Forest, two figures flickered,
Dugu Bo and Fang Ling.
The detox wasn't complete yet, but Fang Ling had already broken through to level 30.
One level came from steady cultivation; the other two were directly added using his system points.
He still had six points remaining.
As Dugu Bo's disciple, Fang Ling's spirit ring hunt was naturally his teacher's responsibility.
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