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Chapter 117 - Chapter 117: Fang Ling, a good disciple

After setting off, Dugu Bo did not head directly to Xingluo, but went to Xuexing first.

According to his disciple Fang Ling, this former affiliate of the Haotian Sect was a poor family.

In that case, who knows where they are hiding now.

It is better to make use of Tiandou's intelligence network.

After finding out the nearest location of the Min clan, he set off immediately.

The so-called border is meaningless to high-level soul masters.

Dugu Bo didn't need to inform anyone. He crossed mountains and rivers and headed straight for a small town.

Five days later, on the top of a hill, Dugu Bo looked at the unremarkable little town in front of him with an inexplicable look in his eyes, and a little bit of sigh.

In a small city like this, the city lord is probably only at the level of Soul Sect at most.

Once one of the four affiliated sects of Haotian Sect and a family with a Soul Saint, it has now fallen into such a miserable state, which really proves the weak words.

Recalling the information Xue Xing gave him, Dugu Bo perked up.

He is good for nothing but still holds on to some inexplicable pride. He must be mentally ill.

But this is better.

Such a weak family will definitely not be able to escape his threat.

Fairy Grass Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, here I come!

He jumped into the city and quietly approached a very imposing mansion, which seemed to be heavily defended.

However, Dugu Bo discovered that although the mansion looked magnificent on the outside, it was extremely poor on the inside.

Even poorer than his apprentice Fang Ling was before.

This was the only suitable adjective Dugu Bo could think of.

Lingling is the only daughter of the Ye family, and Yanyan is also the granddaughter of this Titled Douluo, and neither of them is short of money.

Fang Ling's background was not good, but he had earned at least 50,000 to 60,000 gold soul coins by himself in the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

The Bai family's Spine-tailed Swift martial spirit is really useless except for its speed.

speed...

Dugu Bo thought for a moment and narrowed his eyes slightly.

What if the clan leader really doesn't want to hand over the immortal grass and escapes without caring about the lives of his clan members?

It's not easy to chase a pure and sensitive soul saint.

If the tribe members also fled in all directions, there would be no threat at all.

If he were to run away and the magical herb were to be lost, Dugu Bo would never accept it.

So we have to make sure they can't run away.

It just so happens that he's extremely good at this sort of thing.

He did not appear in front of the mansion gate. Facing a clan that posed no threat at all, he chose not to poison the Titled Douluo at all.

The colorless and odorless smoke floated directly into the air.

A moment later, when all the lower-level soul masters of the Min clan fainted, a high-level soul master in the center of the sect was shocked to realize what happened.

"Who dares to poison? Who poisoned?"

They cried out in fear.

I tried to use the powder from the Pozhi clan to detoxify, but it had no effect at all.

If it weren't for the fact that the tribesmen had peaceful faces and steady breathing, as if they were falling asleep, they would have turned black by now.

Even though it's of no use.

"I ordered it!"

Dugu Bo let out a long roar and landed in front of the clan hall, which was where high-level soul masters gathered.

With a smile on his face, he felt like he was in a deserted place.

He took the main seat and said proudly:

"Everyone, it's the first time we meet. My name is Dugu Bo."

"Poison Douluo!"

The moment this name was spoken, the pupils of everyone present suddenly shrank.

How could a titled guest official from the Tiandou Empire appear in Xingluo?

No wonder the detoxification powder of the Poyi clan was useless, this was a titled Douluo named after poison.

"Dugu Bo, you!" The elder who exuded the aura of a Soul Saint had his soul power going wild. He thought he could not escape death this time and seemed to be determined to fight with Dugu Bo.

"Shut up!"

A tall and thin old man interrupted and scolded the elders for being short-sighted.

The person who spoke last had long snow-white hair, a ruddy complexion, and his cultivation ranked first among everyone.

"Your Majesty, I apologize for the disrespect of my people, and please forgive me." Although he felt humiliated, Bai He still led everyone to salute.

"Interesting, are you their clan leader Bai He?" Dugu Bo crossed his legs, poured the tea beside him into the cup and took a sip.

This person is very tactful.

Bai He said respectfully, "Yes, Senior, you have great magical powers. If you want to take our lives, it would be easy. This time, we only used drugs and did not harm innocent people. You must have important instructions."

"Haha, you are smarter than your people. No wonder the Min clan is so weak but can still survive until now. You stay, and everyone else go down."

Dugu Bo waved his hand.

Seeing this fly-shooing-like action, a nameless anger immediately surged in the hearts of the others.

However, he didn't dare reveal anything and could only retreat quietly.

Dugu Bo stared at Bai He for two seconds, then said in a gentle voice, "I heard that you have a precious herb hidden away that could be useful to me. Name your price."

"Senior, you only came here for the herbs!" Bai He was suddenly shocked. "We must measure the resources of our family and win the favor of you, why bother..."

Dugu Bo sneered, his soul power fluctuated, and the fierce murderous aura instantly made Bai He sweat profusely.

"Don't try to fool me with your ginseng. I want the blood-red ginseng with dragon-shaped patterns!"

He has lived for so many years and has come all the way to where he is now. What has he not seen?

These people won't cry until they get to their coffins.

Even if they didn't know the name of the magic herb, they could tell that it was precious, so they would naturally deny it.

So Dugu Bo directly pointed it out

Bai He was trembling with fear and unable to speak.

Ever since I accidentally obtained this medicinal herb, although I didn't recognize it, I could tell it was precious, so I have kept it as a treasure and never shown it to anyone.

Even the other elders in the family didn't know, so how did Dugu Bo know?

Bai He was confused and puzzled.

"Don't want to give it? Then run away."

Dugu Bo let go of his murderous aura, stood up, and pointed outside.

"You run fast, I won't chase you."

Bai He was horrified when he heard this. The meaning of Dugu Bo's words could not be clearer.

If he dared to run, all the soul masters who fainted in the mansion would be killed.

He was afraid that Dugu Bo would misunderstand, so he quickly said, "Senior, please understand. Bai He is thinking about the price."

"How about 10,000 gold soul coins?" There was a hint of caution in his voice.

Dugu Bo glanced at him calmly.

This is magic herb, not garbage. How can you be so ignorant of its value?

Seeing the cold look, Bai He misunderstood something and quickly waved his hand, handing over a white jade box made of top-grade mutton-fat white jade.

"I give this to you, Senior. I hope you won't harm the lives of my people."

Dugu Bo Dugu Bo took the exquisite little box and gently opened it. Instantly, a fresh, unworldly, and refreshing fragrance wafted to his nose.

A blood-red ginseng about a foot long lay quietly, with strange textures on its surface. The protrusions were cleverly combined to form a lifelike dragon pattern.

Dugu Bo felt the desire coming from his body and the trembling of his martial soul, and a sincere smile broke out on his face.

Fang Ling, good disciple!

It was worth it that I promised Yanyan to him.

The future is limitless and the future is bright.

"I'll give you one hundred thousand." Suppressing his inner excitement, Dugu Bo quickly closed the lid of the box and put it into the soul guide device for safekeeping.

This amount of money is indeed insignificant compared to the magical grass, but it is an unimaginable huge sum of money for the Min clan.

I only dare to bloom 10,000 of such a precious magical herb, tsk.

Shaking his head, Dugu Bo threw Bai He a savings card commonly used on the mainland to his surprise.

Then leave a bottle of antidote at the same time.

"Just sniff it gently and you will wake up, or wait patiently for half an hour and it will naturally untie you."

Before he finished speaking, Dugu Bo's figure had quietly disappeared.

He just wanted to return as soon as possible.

Rushing back to take the herbal remedy!

(End of this chapter)

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