In truth, Dugu Bo himself could understand the crux behind these matters.
It was simply that, according to his usual personality, he wouldn't think in that direction.
Especially with his recently explosive increase in strength, his mindset had become somewhat arrogant. When encountering any problem, the first thing that came to mind was to solve it with his fists, and the second was to solve it with his power.
He would never think to solve them with wisdom and social graces.
This was also only human nature. As a Titled Douluo and having held high positions for many years, everyone fawned over him, and he never needed to fawn over others. Over time, he stopped considering these things when acting, until it became a habit.
...
The carriage convoy traveled north.
Half a month later, a certain manor on the outskirts of Heaven Dou City.
On the leveled road, everyone walked towards the manor.
Ahead of everyone, the old butler trailed Lin Rong by one position, introducing to Yang Wudi beside him:
"This manor is ostensibly owned by a mysterious rich merchant, but in reality, it belongs to the Lin Clan, one of the many private properties the Lin family holds in secret."
"Clan Head Yang, your Breaking Clan will reside here from now on."
This manor, located on the outskirts of Heaven Dou City, was nestled against mountains and bordered by water, boasting a serene and secluded environment. It was also quite vast in area. Lin Rong had carefully selected this residence from the Lin family's many private properties based on Yang Wudi's preferences.
Walking on the manor's path, Yang Wudi turned his head to look around, his gaze sweeping everywhere, a satisfied expression on his aged face.
"It's very good, the scenery is beautiful, and the environment is quiet. I am very satisfied."
"These aristocratic families that have been passed down for a thousand years are truly something else. They lack nothing, especially in terms of real estate. Even just one of their secret private properties is this magnificent."
"To think my Breaking Clan is also an ancient family with a long heritage. It's a pity that our ancestral inheritance suffered a break. Today's Yang family only has a heritage of a little over a hundred years."
Yang Wudi's words were filled with emotion.
Even Dugu Bo, standing nearby, couldn't help but nod, believing Yang Wudi's words.
The depth of knowledge contained within the herb and poison texts passed down in the Breaking Clan had even astonished him, a Titled Douluo who had seen much.
From this point alone, it was evident that the Breaking Clan had a long heritage, and their ancestors must have been prosperous.
Lin Rong also deeply believed Yang Wudi's words.
After all, the Breaking Clan's knowledge of herbs and poisons was comparable to that of the Tang Sect from another world, so their origins couldn't possibly be simple.
"It's good that Clan Head Yang is satisfied." The old butler walked on, extending his right hand to point towards the southeast.
"To the southeast of this location, there is another manor belonging to the Lin family. Dragon Duke Meng Shu and his family reside there."
"Like you, he has already submitted to Duke."
"As neighbors, you can interact more often and deepen your relationship."
Even when the Clear Sky Sect was still the foremost sect in the world, Meng Shu and his wife Chao Tianxiang had already made a name for themselves as the Peerless Dragon Snake.
As one of the affiliated clans of the Clear Sky Sect at the time, Yang Wudi naturally knew of Meng Shu, the Dragon Duke.
"Meng Shu? Oh, I remember now." Yang Wudi pondered for a moment and quickly recalled the person.
"Back when the name Peerless Dragon Snake first emerged, Meng Shu was still only a Soul Saint."
"After all these years, he should have broken through to the rank of Soul Douluo, barring any accidents."
"Dragon Duke Meng Shu, whose Martial Soul is a Dragon Head Walking Stick, I've long wanted to exchange pointers with him. It's only right that we interact more."
As Yang Wudi said this last sentence, a spark of intense fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.
"Before you go to spar with Meng Shu," Lin Rong reminded Yang Wudi of what he had previously instructed:
"Shouldn't you finish refining the Seven-Colored Splendor I asked for?"
"You were busy arranging the migration matters for your clan in Windy City before and didn't have time to refine it, but now you do. Hurry up and refine this forbidden deadly poison and hand it over to me."
"Don't keep putting it off until you forget!"
"Ah, this..." Hearing this, Yang Wudi felt a bit awkward and quickly replied:
"Apologies, sir. There have been too many things happening recently, and I truly forgot."
"But rest assured, I will go and refine it right away."
After speaking, Yang Wudi turned to leave.
"Wait." Lin Rong called out to him, pointing to Dugu Bo behind him, and said:
"There's no rush with the poison. Just don't forget about it."
"Things have priorities. Before you refine the Seven-Colored Splendor, you should first help this fellow cure the deadly poison in his granddaughter."
"Otherwise, this guy will come running to me every day to nag about it."
Hearing this, Dugu Bo, who was about to block Yang Wudi's path, stopped his actions. His mind immediately recalled the time he had lingered at the Duke's manor, only to urge Lin Rong to depart sooner. He chuckled sheepishly:
"Apologies, sir. This matter is truly too important to me. I didn't mean to disturb you back then."
Then, Dugu Bo turned and walked in front of Yang Wudi, draping an arm over his shoulder and saying:
"Old Yang, let me tell you, my Yanyan hasn't condensed that dan bead of mine."
"This means you'll need to change your treatment method."
"To ensure my Yanyan's safety, you'd better think carefully. Make sure there are no mistakes with the new treatment method. Otherwise, this old man will not let you off!"
"Hmph!" Yang Wudi, seeing that Dugu Bo dared to question his abilities in this area, replied with considerable anger:
"I cured your poison, don't you know what I'm capable of?"
"According to what you told me before, your granddaughter's cultivation is still shallow, and the poison from her Martial Soul backlash hasn't reached the severity you described."
"Even if your granddaughter's Martial Soul hasn't condensed a Dan Bead, and she can't carry the Martial Soul backlash poison in a Dan Bead like you, old poison master."
"She can still use other containers as a substitute. When your granddaughter condenses her Dan Bead in the future, the potent poison in the container can then be transferred to the Dan Bead."
"And the best container to substitute for a Dan Bead would be a Spirit Bone. Of course, if it's an External Spirit Bone, it can completely replace the Dan Bead, and there's no need to transfer the potent poison in the future."
A substitute for a Dan Bead? A Spirit Bone?
Dugu Bo immediately looked to Lin Rong for help, rubbing his hands together and asking:
"Sir, I've already absorbed the Spirit Bones you gave me."
"I don't have any Spirit Bones to give Yanyan as a substitute container for storing the potent poison right now. Could you perhaps..."
"It's possible." Seeing Dugu Bo's pleading gaze, Lin Rong took out a Spirit Bone and said, "Here's a 23,000-year Right Arm Bone for you. Consider it an advance payment of your future task rewards. When I hand out Spirit Bones in the future, you won't get any share."
The Spirit Bone cut through the air and landed steadily in Dugu Bo's hand.
"A Right Arm Bone?"
"Although it's not the 70,000-year Torso Bone you mentioned, it's at least not that Left Arm Bone that's less than 20,000 years old."
"It's the best among the bad options. I guess I've made a profit!"
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