Douluo: Emerald Poison King

Chapter 71: Boiling Tea and Discussing Soul Masters

Half an hour later, when the food on the table was almost cold, Dugu Bo, who was sitting at the table with his hands covering his forehead, finally waited for his granddaughter and Chen Ming.

At this moment, Dugu Yan's face was very rosy, and her pupils were full of determination that was never seen in her eyes. She had changed her clothes, and her whole temperament was very different from usual, as if she had completed her growth.

Chen Ming, who was standing next to him, had changed his clothes although his temperament had not changed much.

Looking at this scene, Dugu Bo’s heart finally died.

Although it was actually Dugu Yan who cried for a long time while hugging Chen Ming, and soaked both her clothes and Chen Ming's clothes, Dugu Bo naturally thought of that kind of thing.

Dugu Bo gritted his teeth as he looked at Chen Ming, but he couldn't say anything. When Dugu Yan cast his gaze over him, Dugu Bo immediately changed his expression from entanglement to kindness, as if he had also mastered the technique of changing his face during the decades of cultivating his soul power.

"Grandpa, we are here." Dugu Yan greeted Dugu Bo, took Chen Ming's arm and sat next to Dugu Bo as a matter of course.

"Grandpa, we are here." Before sitting down, Chen Ming greeted Dugu Bo and then sat next to Dugu Yan.

The round table in front of Dugu Bo was not particularly large, but it was not small either. It was large enough for at least seven or eight adults to sit around and eat.

With Dugu Yan and Chen Ming sitting next to him, Dugu Bo felt as if there was a thick barrier between him and Dugu Yan.

On the other side of the barrier, a wild boar was leaning on his own cabbage and gave him an arrogant smile.

"Come, Xiao Ming, come over to my side. We have something to talk about later."

Chen Ming subconsciously glanced at Dugu Yan, and Dugu Yan nodded, so Chen Ming sat next to Dugu Bo.

Not sure if it was an illusion, Chen Ming always felt that Dugu Bo's body was unnaturally stiff. If he hadn't looked ruddy and spoke clearly, Chen Ming would have thought that Dugu Bo had been acupunctured.

The dishes on the table were very rich, with all kinds of stir-fried dishes, cold dishes, fruits and pastries. However, because Chen Ming and Dugu Yan were delayed for some time, the food was a little cold, and the taste was a bit reduced.

After Chen Ming and Dugu Yan sat down, Dugu Bo sent the maid away and told her to close the doors and windows when she left. For a moment, Dugu Bo and the other two were the only ones left in the huge room.

"Eat, just treat it like your own home." Dugu Bo smiled at Chen Ming, signaling Chen Ming not to be so restrained. As soon as Dugu Bo finished speaking, Dugu Yan, who was sitting on the other side, picked up a piece of pork ribs from the table and brought it over.

"Yanyan has grown up."

Dugu Bo thought so and tried to take his plate to receive the ribs. However, he found that Dugu Yan had naturally passed him by and put the ribs in Chen Ming's bowl.

"I really like this pork rib. How do you think it tastes?"

Hearing Dugu Yan's words, Dugu Bo's heart was about to break. He ate the rice in the bowl stiffly and mechanically, as if he was completely isolated from the world and had lost all color.

After a while, Chen Ming and Dugu Yan had almost finished eating and their speed began to slow down. Dugu Bo lost his color and then he activated his soul power and called out to the outside.

A large group of maids rushed into the room, took away the remaining food on the table, cleaned the table, and finally left the room in an orderly manner.

Dugu Yan touched her stomach and felt that she was still not full. However, seeing the serious look on Grandpa Dugu Bo's face, she did not say anything at this time.

After making sure that there were no outsiders around, Dugu Bo turned his head to Chen Ming next to him, his expression very serious. "Xiao Ming, how is Yanyan? Can you treat her?"

"Grandpa, Yanyan's condition is not serious. If we need to detoxify her, it will only take time. But there is one thing I must make clear. This matter is related to the source of this poison."

Dugu Bo nodded and suddenly thought of something.

"I remember you told me just now that the toxins in our bodies are based on the Green Phosphorus Snake, which is a mixed poison formed by swallowing the essences of various poisonous soul beasts when absorbing soul rings?"

"I just thought about it carefully, and it seems that the poison in the object has gradually increased because of this. But now I still can't understand why this causes the poison in our body to be uncontrollable?"

"I don't know and can't give an answer. But I have an idea about the control of toxins."

Chen Ming shook his head, indicating that he was not clear, and then talked about the key point of this time.

"In fact, the toxins in your body are really powerful. If you can control them, your strength will be greatly improved. I also have some ideas on how to control the toxins."

Chen Ming dipped his finger in the water of the teacup beside him and started drawing on the table.

“There are three elements in the human body: essence, energy and spirit.”

"Jing refers to life force, Qi represents soul force, and Shen is the most mysterious spiritual force."

"Spirit, energy and spirit are the innate abilities of human beings. All living people have these three elements."

“But there are only a handful of soul masters on the continent. According to what you said, ordinary people should not have qi, right?” Dugu Bo asked in a deep voice.

"It's not that there are none, but it's hard to distinguish." Chen Ming waved his hand and continued drawing on the table.

"Because of the problems in our family, I also have some understanding of innate soul power."

"Our martial spirit is like a bucket filled with water, and our spirit power is like the water flowing through it. Before the age of six, this bucket is gradually formed and filled with water."

"Generally speaking, the higher the quality of the martial spirit, the greater the upper limit of this bucket."

"But the problem is that although the upper limit of the barrel is large, the bottom of the barrel is different. The higher the talent, the more complete the bottom of the barrel."

"Most civilians' martial spirits are like a small bucket, and this small bucket can hold very little water. Moreover, the bottoms of most buckets are open, so the spirit power that enters the bucket only travels around once before leaking out. This is the absence of spirit power."

"The quality of a martial soul represents the size of the bucket, and the nutrition before the age of six represents the speed at which water flows in. An individual's talent represents the size of the bottom of the bucket."

"The bucket is too small. Even if there is not a single crack at the bottom of the bucket, the amount of water it can store is still very small. If the bottom of the bucket is open, no matter how big the bucket is or how much water it produces, it won't be able to be stored."

"Even if it's a big bucket with a perfect bottom, it won't work if there's not enough water."

(End of this chapter)