Inside the high-level hall of the Poison Emperor Tower, green mist permeated the air. A Green-Scaled Serpent, its tongue a forked crimson blade, coiled around a grey jade pillar, creating an atmosphere of eerie gloom.
"Insolent!" The aged, cold voice was filled with fury.
The servant, trembling with fear, bowed his head to the ground, daring not to speak a word. His body, clad in coarse linen, shook uncontrollably.
An old man with a gaunt face rose from his seat. His hair and beard emitted a faint, emerald glow. His jade-green pupils, like precious stones, narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous coldness.
"Tell me, who told you to bring this letter?"
The servant felt as if he were being pricked by needles, his breathing rapid. "It was sent by a local thug in the city. He said that this letter appeared in his home this morning, and there was a message saying he would die if he didn't deliver it."
Poison Douluo waved a hand, "Alright, you don't need to say more. Go."
"Yes." The servant hurried off, escaping as if his life depended on it.
Poison Douluo crushed the envelope in his hand, staring at the emerald-green serpent hissing before him. He sneered, "Just a bunch of cowards hiding in the shadows, daring to claim they can cure me?"
"It's probably just a clown trying to put on a show."
"My poison skills are the best in the world. When did it become the turn of some rat to come and give me advice?"
The scraps of paper fluttered to the ground. His voice was extremely dismissive, but Poison Douluo's actions were honest. He had already vanished.
The sun set, and the moon rose.
The bright moonlight shone on Eagle Beak Cliff, five hundred meters south of Sunset Forest. Luo Yu, wearing a large black robe, concealed himself behind a giant rock, patiently waiting for the "big fish" to take the bait.
He had made a thorough plan before coming. The first half had been implemented successfully. If Poison Douluo saw the letter, he would definitely come. It didn't matter if he didn't come today. As long as he didn't rashly transform, another trip to Heaven Dou City wouldn't be a problem.
After waiting a long time without seeing anyone, the only sounds were birds chirping and small insects buzzing in the forest. Luo Yu yawned out of boredom, but he didn't relax his vigilance.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," the sound of air being torn apart came from a distance, and a figure arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Luo Yu was first delighted, and then decisiveness appeared between his brows. He immediately activated the Dark Night Force that had been accumulating in his bloodline for more than a month.
The bright moon disappeared, and the starlight faded. The thick darkness, as if filled with spirituality, surged up and covered the entire Eagle Beak Cliff, within which there seemed to be faint, dark golden light patterns flickering.
Poison Douluo hadn't even stood still when the sudden change startled him. He exerted force with his feet, shattering the soil and rocks as he prepared to dodge, but it was too late; he was completely enveloped in darkness.
"Who dares to be so presumptuous in front of this Douluo?" Poison Douluo roared with all his might.
"Da, da, da—"
Responding to him were short, forceful footsteps. A Title Douluo's eyesight was far beyond that of ordinary people. In the darkness, green pupils shone, scanning the source of the sound.
Poison Douluo's pupils contracted as he saw a tall, imposing, and sinister figure approaching. The surrounding Dark Night Force obediently surged, swirling around the figure as if in reverence.
Even with all his experience, Poison Douluo had never seen such a bizarre scene.
What kind of spirit could possibly cause such a phenomenon? Poison Douluo became extremely wary, his mind racing. However, with his superior skill, a Title Douluo at his level could easily escape if he wanted to. Few could stop him.
"Who are you? Why have you summoned me here?" Poison Douluo spoke with a loud voice.
"There's no need for you to be nervous, Poison Douluo. I've invited you here to discuss a business proposition," a magnetic and gentle voice echoed in the darkness.
"Heh, Dugu Bo has no business to discuss with a rat hiding in the shadows."
"You think this one is a rat hiding in the shadows?" Luo Yu sensed the other party's probing tone.
"Heh."
A cold snort echoed as the boundless Dark Night Force suddenly surged. In the blink of an eye, it coalesced into nine dark-gold, black-scaled great dragons. The black dragons, their scales and claws gleaming, leaped into the air and, like stars surrounding the moon, guarded Luo Yu's back.
"Whoosh!"
Under the immense pressure, Poison Douluo's hairs stood on end. A giant Jade-Scaled Serpent Emperor phantom immediately appeared behind him. The serpent emperor's eyes held a cold, sharp glint, exuding a ferocious, overbearing aura. Dark green poison mist condensed around him within a three-foot radius, almost solidifying into droplets.
"This Douluo acknowledges your strength. We can sit down and discuss whatever it is you want," Poison Douluo said, his forehead creased with wrinkles, his tone softening considerably.
Luo Yu said indifferently, "I thought you might prefer this method of conversation."
Poison Douluo's imposing manner faltered. He had initially doubted the contents of the letter he received, but now, he couldn't help but believe some of it.
However, he was old and cunning. He wouldn't show any weakness on the surface. The other party had invited him here to negotiate, undoubtedly with conditions. He just didn't know what they wanted. Patience was key.
Luo Yu stood with his arms crossed, silently staring at Poison Douluo, who seemed to possess no shortage of patience. Even though he was extremely curious about the matters mentioned in the letter, he forced himself to suppress his curiosity and wait for the other party to speak first.
Luo Yu, under the black cloak, rolled his eyes. Those who can cultivate to the level of a Title Douluo indeed have some skills. They're not so easy to deal with, but no matter.
Seeing that the other party couldn't contain himself and was the first to speak, Poison Douluo's green eyes revealed a hint of disdain. This guy across from him apparently hadn't cultivated his mind enough. Trying to contend with the old man? He was indeed a bit too green. Now, it was time to figure out how to suppress the conditions the other party would propose.
Luo Yu said, "I presume that in the rainy days, you should have a special itchy sensation in your sides, right?"
Poison Douluo's gaze sharpened. The letter already mentioned this; why repeat it?
"At fixed times every day, you should also feel a pricking pain on top of your head and the soles of your feet, right?"
Poison Douluo thought, This isn't good, and realized the other party's intentions.
Luo Yu's tone became a bit more forceful, and he said with utter certainty, "If the venom brought about by your martial soul cultivation isn't resolved, not only will your cultivation not improve, but your old life will also likely be forfeit."
Boom! Poison Douluo was struck as if by lightning, speechless. It was as if his lifeline had been seized, but he quickly composed himself.
Facing the confident and assured figure in black robes, Poison Douluo raised a finger in anger and said, "Why do you treat me like a fool? You've never met me, yet you dare to claim my life is nearing its end? I am the ancestor of poison on the Douluo Continent!"
"Heh." Luo Yu crossed his arms, noncommittal.
Poison Douluo's imposing manner faltered, "Just who are you?"
Silence.
"Do you have a method to cure me?"
"Yes." Luo Yu nodded.
"Impossible? I've been researching this for so many years..." Poison Douluo didn't believe him.
Luo Yu stated with conviction, "I said I do, and I do. But you can also choose not to believe me."
With that, Luo Yu pretended to turn around.
Poison Douluo immediately felt a sense of frustration, but he didn't dare to let the other party leave. He knew very well the condition of his own body, so he couldn't care about anything else. He urgently shouted, "What conditions do you have, Sir?"
Luo Yu's lips curled up slightly beneath his black robe. Dealing with some kind of monster? You want to play mind games with the head of the Night Patrol Censor?
He didn't turn around, and his indifferent voice drifted over, "Your body is afflicted with a severe poison..."
"And?" Poison Douluo took a step forward, his breathing rapid.
"I can cure it, but..."
"If you are truly confident in your ability to cure this old man, as long as it doesn't restrict my personal freedom, I will agree to any condition!" Poison Douluo's eyes were filled with hope.
Would Poison Papa really be this obedient?
The "Night Patrol Censor" clan's divine abilities, combined with Spirit Artifacts, would gradually make their appearance.
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