Douluo: Starting from the Nine-Curved Vine Dragon

Chapter 138 Settlement
In fact, Dugu Bo himself understood the intricacies behind these matters.

However, according to his usual character, he would not think in this direction.

Especially with his recent surge in strength, he became a little complacent. Whenever he encountered any problem, the first thing he thought of was to solve it with his fists, and the second was to solve it with power.

The only thing they don’t think of is using wisdom and worldly wisdom to solve the problem.

This is also human nature. If one has the cultivation level of a Titled Douluo and has been in a high position for many years, he will be flattered by others and he does not need to flatter others. Over time, he will not consider these things when doing things until it becomes a habit.

……

The carriage convoy headed north.

Half a month later, in a manor on the outskirts of Tiandou City.

On the well-maintained and flat road, everyone walked into the manor.

In front of everyone, the old butler, one step behind Lin Rong, introduced Yang Wudi next to him:
"This manor is ostensibly owned by a mysterious wealthy businessman, but in reality it belongs to the Lin family and is one of the many private properties of the Lin family."

"Patriarch Yang, you and your Poyi clan will live here from now on."

This manor is located on the outskirts of Tiandou City. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, has a quiet and peaceful environment, and covers a vast area. It was a residence he carefully selected from the many private properties of the Lin family according to Yang Wudi's preferences.

Walking on the road in the manor, Yang Wudi turned his head and looked around, with a look of satisfaction on his old face.

"Very good, beautiful scenery, quiet environment, I am very satisfied."

"This aristocratic family that has been passed down for thousands of years is really different. They have everything they need, especially real estate. This is just a private property hidden in secret, but it's so magnificent."

"My Poyi clan is also an ancient family with a long heritage. It's a pity that the inheritance of our ancestors was interrupted. The current Yang family has only been passed down for more than a hundred years."

Yang Wudi was deeply moved by these words.

Dugu Bo, who was standing by, couldn't help but nod his head, believing what Yang Wudi said.

The contents of the books on herbs and poisons passed down by the Pozhi Clan were so profound that even a knowledgeable Titled Douluo like him could not help but marvel at them.

From this point alone, it can be seen that the Pozhi clan has a long heritage, and their ancestors must have been wealthy.

In this regard, Lin Rong firmly believed in Yang Wudi's words.

After all, the knowledge of medicine and poisons of the Pozhi clan is comparable to that of the Tang Sect in another world, so how could their origin be simple?

"As long as Patriarch Yang is satisfied." The old butler walked and stretched out his right hand to point to the southeast.

"To the southeast of here, there is a manor belonging to the Lin family. Lord Long Mengshu and his family live there."

"He, like you, has already submitted to the Duke."

"As neighbors, you can interact more often on weekdays to enhance your relationship."

Back when the Haotian Sect was still the number one sect in the world, Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang had already made a name for themselves as peerless talents.

As a member of the Poyi Clan, which was one of the affiliated clans of the Haotian Sect, Yang Wudi naturally knew about the figure of Long Gong Meng Shu.

"Meng Shu? Oh, I remember him." Yang Wudi thought for a moment and quickly remembered this person.

“When the name of the peerless dragon snake spread, Meng Shu was just a soul saint.”

"After so many years, he should have broken through to the Contra realm if nothing unexpected happened."

"Dragon Lord Meng Shu, the martial soul dragon head crutch, I have long wanted to learn from him. It is only right for me to communicate more with him." As Yang Wudi said this last sentence, a hint of fiery fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

"Before you go to compete with Meng Shu," Lin Rong reminded Yang Wudi of what he had instructed:
"Should I refine the colorful ones I want?"

"Before in Yufeng City, you were busy arranging the trivial matters of the tribe's migration and had no time to refine it, but now you are free, why don't you hurry up and refine this forbidden poison and give it to me."

"Don't put it off and forget about it!"

"Ah, this..." Hearing this, Yang Wudi felt a little embarrassed and quickly replied:
"I'm sorry, sir. I've been so busy lately that I really forgot about it."

"But don't worry, I will go and refine it right away."

After saying that, Yang Wudi turned around and left.

"Wait." Lin Rong stopped him, pointed at Dugu Bo behind him, and said:
"There's no rush for the poison, just don't forget it."

"We have to prioritize. Before you refine the colorful magic, you should first help this guy cure his granddaughter of the poison."

"Otherwise, this guy will come to me and nag about this all day long."

Hearing this, Dugu Bo, who was about to block Yang Wudi's way, stopped what he was doing. He immediately recalled that he had stayed in the Duke's Mansion just to urge Lin Rong to leave earlier. He laughed a little embarrassedly:
"I'm sorry, sir, this matter is too important to me. I didn't mean to disturb you."

Then, Dugu Bo turned around and walked to Yang Wudi, put his arm on his shoulders, and said:

“Old Yang, let me tell you, my Yanyan has not been able to condense a pill bead like mine.”

"Then you have to switch to a different treatment method."

"In order to ensure the safety of my Yanyan, you must think carefully and make sure there is no mistake with the new treatment method. Otherwise, I will never forgive you!"

"Humph!" Yang Wudi was quite angry when he saw that Dugu Bo dared to question his ability in this area.
"I cured your poison. Don't you know what I am capable of?"

"According to what you told me before, your granddaughter's cultivation is still shallow, and the poison of her martial soul backlash is not as serious as yours."

"Even if your granddaughter's martial spirit has not condensed into a pill bead, she cannot use the pill bead to carry the backlash poison of the martial spirit like you, an old poisoner."

"Then you can use other containers instead. When your granddaughter condenses the elixir bead in the future, you can transfer the poison in the container to the elixir bead."

"As for the container that replaces the Danzhu, it is best to use a soul bone. Of course, if it is an external soul bone, it can completely replace the Danzhu, and there is no need to transfer the poison in the future."

A container to replace the Danzhu? Soul bone?

Dugu Bo immediately looked at Lin Rong for help, rubbing his hands and asked:
"Sir, I have absorbed all the soul bones you gave me before."

"I can't give Yanyan a soul bone to use as a container for storing poison right now. Can you please…"

"Yes, yes." Looking at Dugu Bo's pleading eyes, Lin Rong took out a soul bone and said:
"I give you this 23,000-year-old right arm bone as an advance payment for your mission reward. When you are rewarded with soul bones in the future, there will be no share for you."

The soul bone flew through the air and landed steadily in Dugu Bo's hands.

"Right arm bone?"

“Although it’s not the torso bone that the adults mentioned that’s over 70,000 years old, it’s at least not the left arm bone that’s less than 20,000 years old.”

"I've made a profit by picking the tallest one among the short ones!"

(End of this chapter)