The murderous intent in Dugu Bo's eyes was as surging as if it were real, and his cold eyes seemed to be able to split the void in an instant, which made people shudder.
"You know pharmacology?"
"No."
"You know poisons?"
"No."
"Then how can you tell that?"
"Intuition." Fang Ling stuck to this reason.
"What intuition?" Dugu Bo pressed on.
"It's an intuition that has saved me many times." Fang Ling's eyes were firm as he met the gaze of the old poison monster.
It seemed as if two invisible forces collided in the air, causing ripples.
"You think I would believe this nonsense that has no basis at all?"
"Senior, you already believe it, don't you?" Fang Ling asked back.
"Heh~" Dugu Bo felt a little ridiculous.
The news was hidden very well, but I didn't expect it to leak out because of this illusory intuition.
"No wonder you kept staring at Yanyan. I thought it was a little boy's secret crush, but I didn't expect——"
"I see~"
Dugu Bo felt strange in his heart, lowered his head and asked: "Then use your intuition and see what I can see."
Upon hearing this, Fang Ling narrowed his eyes and carefully examined the person in front of him.
He was stunned at first, then his expression changed slightly, and a hint of fear quietly appeared in his eyes.
"You...really want me to tell you?"
"Speak!" Dugu Bo felt a strong curiosity in his heart. He wanted to see what Fang Ling's so-called intuition was like.
"Sister Yanyan is still here."
Fang Ling didn't say it out loud at the first time, but gave a reminder.
Dugu Yan's eyes were red as she stared at her grandfather who had always loved her.
He said word by word: "Grandpa, I want to listen too!"
Dugu Bo gritted his teeth, thinking that his granddaughter was already grown up, and looked at Fang Ling: "Speak!"
Fang Ling's face was solemn, and he calmed down the tension in his heart: "You, why haven't you died yet?"
With his brows furrowed and pupils constricted, Dugu Yan's expression looked a little dazed for a moment.
"Fang, Fang Ling..." Ye Lingling's voice was trembling. She was shocked by these astonishing words and took two steps back involuntarily, her heart filled with horror.
The one opposite him was the cruel and tyrannical Poison Douluo Dugu Bo who had killed countless people. How could Fang Ling dare to do that?
Dugu Bo turned his head and for some reason he was actually laughing, a sinister laugh:
"You dare to say such things, aren't you afraid that I will slap you to death? You are very brave, kid!"
The murderous intent that seemed to be real, intertwined with the threatening words, caused Fang Ling to fall into the vast ocean in an instant.
If the warrior's will was not as strong as a diamond, he might have been shocked by the pressure, lost his mind and fainted.
The extremely powerful cultivation level of level 91, even if it is the weakest among the Titled Douluo, is not comparable to that of a level 27 little soul master like Fang Ling.
However, beyond Dugu Bo's expectations, Fang Ling held on.
Under the surging will of the warrior, it stands firm like a straight javelin.
Although he was soaked in cold sweat, his body was shaking uncontrollably, and his face was pale, his will was as firm as a rock.
The whole person stood firmly, without any wavering.
Ye Lingling's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes full of worry.
However, when she thought of Fang Ling resolutely standing in front of her, she suddenly felt an unprecedented strength surge in her heart, as if she had someone to rely on.
"Lame boy, do you really trust your intuition so much?"
Dugu Bo was amazed at Fang Ling's strong will, and his murderous aura subsided a little.
Fang Ling was not afraid at all. He just said firmly: "If I didn't believe it, I would have died long ago!"
Still the same rhetoric.
"Intuition, what a great intuition! What a strong fighting will!"
Dugu Bo's face suddenly brightened, and he clapped his hands like a child, his voice long and full of incredible wonder. "You said your intuition has saved you many times?"
Fang Ling replied solemnly: "Not bad."
"Well, what else can you see from me?"
Fang Ling guessed some of his thoughts, but it would be a bit false to say that he could see anything, so he immediately denied it:
"I can't see anything more."
Then he added, "But please allow me to make some unfounded guesses based on my limited knowledge."
"You tell me, kid."
A subtle thought arose in Dugu Bo's mind, but he didn't think Fang Ling could guess anything.
How many years have you lived?
Do you know how powerful a Titled Douluo is, or how troublesome the poison I was poisoned with is, and you are just making assumptions?
I know nothing about pharmacology and toxicology, and I can only guess what it is based on my occasional intuition.
"Maybe it's some kind of natural treasure, or maybe it's a treasure land. In short, there must be some external factors that allow you to suppress the toxins in your body."
Right again...
Dugu Bo's heart was shaken, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was slightly low: "What's the basis?"
Fang Ling continued to insist on that statement: "There is no basis for this. You insist on saying that it is just my intuition."
"I subconsciously think so, and it shouldn't be wrong."
Intuition again!
You can really guess...
Dugu Bo stood silently, deep thoughts surging in his mind, and for a moment he was overwhelmed with emotions.
He gave up the idea of killing the boy.
"Boy, if you knew about this, I would have killed you without hesitation."
"But right now, your instincts might just save your life."
The Ye family was well-known and had never offended him, so it was not easy for him to just kill the little girl from the Ye family.
If the doctor is killed, who will treat them?
This would offend many people in the soul master world and bring disaster to Dugu Yan's future.
He can't just think about when he's alive.
But killing Fang Ling, who has no background, is not a problem.
He is the only guest official in the Tiandou Empire.
"Grandpa!" Dugu Yan heard this and rushed over to grab Dugu Bo's arm and shook it hard, "Don't let Fang Ling do anything. I said I would protect them with my life."
With an irrefutable smile on his face, Dugu Bo gently stroked his granddaughter's purple hair.
"Yanyan, I won't kill Fang Ling. I can do whatever you want with many other things, but this is the only thing that cannot be discussed."
"If his intuition is really as miraculous as it appears, and really so mysterious, perhaps he can get a chance of good fortune."
Fang Ling's expression remained unchanged, he remained respectful, and secretly clenched his fists.
After months of hard work, finally——
Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire, here comes the master!
Dugu Bo held his granddaughter who was still begging and gave Fang Ling a meaningful glance:
"He is only at the first level of innate cultivation, but he has the ambition to reach the top of the sky and dreams of one day being able to rise above the nine heavens. I also admire that he can have such a strong heart and such a lofty ambition at such a young age."
"However, there are countless bottlenecks in the practice of soul masters. Just relying on courage and the so-called unyielding will is still a little short of it."
"Don't think it seems fast now, wait till you reach level 30, and you will see that facts speak louder than words."
Dugu Yan ignored it and continued to make a fuss.
Dugu Bo smiled and let her make a fuss.
Fang Ling spoke up to stop her at the right time: "Sister Yanyan, please stop. What the senior said is right."
(End of this chapter)