Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 87 The Hardest Thing to Bear: A Beauty's Favor (Third Update, Please Subscribe!)

"Fang Ling..." Dugu Yan's steps suddenly stopped, and her expression changed drastically.

"Fang Ling, you can't!" Ye Lingling forgot her shyness and fear and resolutely hugged him tightly from behind.

It was as if they wanted to lock him in place in this way, preventing him from leaving even a step.

"Sister Lingling..." Fang Ling placed his hand on her smooth, delicate hand, then gently pulled it away. "Trust me!"

"How can I trust you? What if you die?" Ye Lingling, who had gradually calmed down, was now almost in tears.

These four months were the most wonderful four months of Ye Lingling's life.

If Fang Ling dies, she will lose her only friend in this world and become alone again.

They're probably just friends...

Fang Ling showed no sign of worry and laughed heartily.

"How could I possibly die prematurely if I didn't become a true dragon soaring through the skies, unable to roam freely in this world?"

"Sister Lingling, don't worry, I'll be back."

"Then...then don't die, please don't leave me alone." Ye Lingling gently wiped her eyes, tears glistening between her eyelashes, filled with endless worry and reluctance.

"I will wait for you."

The words were very straightforward, but the sentiment behind them was clear to everyone.

Hoping to get free treatment by associating with Ye Lingling, Fang Ling tried to comfort Qin Ming at his request.

The two became friends, which unexpectedly marked the beginning of their bond.

She had clearly mentioned having someone she liked, and even repeatedly emphasized that she knew all of this.

I didn't expect it to still be like this...

The hardest thing to lose is the kindness of a beautiful woman.

Fang Ling leaned against Ye Lingling's chest, feeling her burning heat and softness. Only now did he truly understand the meaning of those words.

The world is full of chaos and confusion, but very few people care about him so much.

He was just a passerby in the Douluo Continent, like a kite with a broken string, drifting with the wind, helpless and alone.

Although there was a goal, the journey was still arduous and uncertain.

Only now have I found that long-lost connection, as if my feet are firmly planted on the ground, and my empty heart has finally been filled.

"Wait for me, Sister Lingling, I will definitely come back alive!"

Fang Ling was filled with emotion and solemnly uttered his farewell words.

He was deeply indebted to Ye Lingling, so how could he let her down?

I'll definitely give her a big surprise when I get back.

With so many kinds of immortal herbs, surely there must be one that can be effective against the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul?

"Fang Ling, I'm sorry, I..."

Dugu Yan was filled with guilt. It was all her fault; otherwise, Fang Ling wouldn't be in this situation.

Fang Ling stopped her from saying anything further:

"Sister Yan Yan, don't say sorry, I should be thanking you."

"I am acutely aware of my limitations. Your Majesty is right; I do indeed need such a stroke of good fortune."

Fang Ling didn't say much, gently wiping away the tears on Ye Lingling's face:

"Well, Sister Lingling, Sister Yanyan, I'm leaving now. Please remember to tell Teacher Qin Ming that I'm going to accompany His Majesty on his cultivation journey."

"This journey may take a long time, so don't worry about me."

He glanced back at Dugu Bo, and immediately understood, grabbing Fang Ling by the collar with one hand.

"Alright, that's enough about saying goodbye. Yan Yan, you and that little girl from the Ye family have fun. Don't worry about this kid, I won't kill him."

A gentle breeze blew, and the two people in the pavilion disappeared instantly.

……

In the air, Fang Ling was protected by Dugu Bo's soul power, and the cold wind from the outside world could not disturb him in the slightest.

His gaze swept over the scenery rushing past him, and he said softly, "Thank you, senior."

"What are you thanking me for?" Dugu Bo asked, looking somewhat surprised.

"Thank you, senior, for letting me say goodbye to Sister Lingling."

"Thank you, senior, for giving me the opportunity to take this further."

"Thank me? Aren't you afraid I'll just send you to your death? In the world of Soul Masters, I'm known for my narrow-mindedness and shamelessness." Dugu Bo brought up his infamous reputation, his expression somewhat intriguing.

Fang Ling smiled and said, "I believe in the senior's character, and I believe even more in the promise he made to his granddaughter."

"I'm not worth your deception. I'm just a nobody Soul Master with no background. You can just slap me to death."

"Therefore, you must want something from me."

Fang Ling's words revealed an inexplicable certainty, as if he had already seen through Dugu Bo's plans.

"You are indeed quick-witted and intelligent." Dugu Bo liked smart people and despised fools the most. A thought flashed through his mind, "You guessed very accurately just now, so why don't you guess again what I need you for?"

Fang Ling smiled smugly.

This is obvious, like water flowing under a clear sky, crystal clear.

Anyone with a modicum of common sense could figure it out; there's no need to hide it.

So he said directly:

"You've been poisoned, a very difficult poison to treat, and it's even been passed down to Sister Yan Yan. So, we'll have to find a way to detoxify you using some rare and precious herbs."

"But it's too precious for you to recognize, and you wouldn't dare tell anyone. So, I'll rely on my intuition to determine its medicinal properties, is that alright?"

Dugu Bo felt that his thoughts had been seen through in an instant, and this feeling was very unpleasant.

"You're really quick-witted. Sometimes I wonder if you were ever a beggar..."

This is what Dugu Yan told him.

Fang Ling never concealed his beggar background, including his missing leg, which he displayed openly.

Dugu Bo then realized that he had been judging others by his own standards and trying to guess their feelings based solely on his own experiences, which was utterly absurd.

Such a person is like the blazing sun in the sky, shining brightly and illuminating all things in the world; their very existence is a source of light.

Even if he develops feelings for Yan Yan, he will not feel ashamed or inferior because of his background.

Fang Ling didn't react much, but simply laughed loudly:

"So what if he's a beggar? With a broken leg holding him back, he wouldn't have survived this long if he wasn't quick-witted."

Dugu Bo nodded slightly in agreement, but his tone carried a hint of regret:

"Your willpower is truly admirable. If you were able-bodied and exceptionally gifted, your future achievements would undoubtedly be extraordinary. It's a pity..."

Despite his bad reputation, Dugu Bo was actually quite easygoing.

If the conversation is agreeable, the dialogue can be quite natural.

"Senior, you underestimate me, don't you?" Fang Ling raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Life is unpredictable; everything in this world is constantly changing."

"If that's the case, why can't I ride the wave and become a trendsetter standing at the forefront of the times?"

Dugu Bo was shocked by the unfounded self-confidence that he still retained to this day.

"Where did the wind come from?"

"The breeze you sent, senior."

Dugu Bo gave him a deep look at his optimistic appearance, his green eyes were very deep.

"You dare to say that about the tides of time!"

"Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, possesses twin martial souls and has cultivated to the level of a Title Douluo at a young age without exploding her body. She is the true trend of our time."

"I count too, senior, just you wait and see." Fang Ling's tone was light and cheerful, not intimidated at all.

Bibi Dong still has a long way to go to become a god. He has a cheat code, so he might not be slow.

"Heh~!" Dugu Bo was too lazy to reply.

This kid might not even be alive anymore. All his boasts and promises will become a joke then.

We'll talk about it once it looks like it's about to take off.

The two stopped talking and continued on their way in silence.

As a titled Douluo whose martial soul is the Azure Phosphorous Serpent Emperor, Dugu Bo, although a control-type, is still extremely fast.

Soon they brought Fang Ling to the edge of an inverted cone-shaped mountain valley.

Steam rose from inside, carrying a distinctive sulfurous smell.

Lifting Fang Ling's collar, which was already somewhat strained, Dugu Bo let out a soft breath.

"arrive."

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