Douluo's Spiritual Pearl and Divine Sword

"Hello, Senior Dugu. Yu Tianheng greets the poison doulou!" Though a bit nervous in the presence of his sweetheart's grandfather, Yu Tianheng stood tall and composed, acting neither humble nor overbearing. After all, as the heir to one of the continent's top clans, he could not afford to disgrace his family.

"Boy, you're now known as the number one genius in your clan. Even the talented Yu Tianxin seems slightly inferior to you, but I think you're nothing special. You can't even compare to a child under nine years old," Dugu Bo remarked coldly, glaring at Yu Tianheng.

Yu Tianheng felt a slight pang of embarrassment what Dugu Bo said was true. He had never been able to beat Tianlin, and with Tianlin's continuous rising strength, he was even further out of reach.

"Tianheng's skills aren't as good as others, which makes your majesty laugh and Compared to Xiao Tian, I truly don't deserve the title of genius. In the future, I'll have to rely on hard work to close the gap" Yu Tianheng admitted openly.

His admission though somewhat negative, caught Dugu Bo's attention. If Tianheng had reacted with anger or dissatisfaction, it would have been a mark against him. But instead, he handled it with grace, acknowledging his shortcomings calmly. Dugu Bo respected this, as it showed that Tianheng was not just talented but mature and composed.

However, admiration didn't mean affection. Dugu Bo would need at least a hundred years to truly warm to Tianheng.

With a cold snort, Dugu Bo turned to leave, but Tianlin suddenly called out "Senior Dugu, wait a moment. I have something I want to discuss with you in private."

"Oh? You little brat, what could you possibly have to say to me? Could it be that Sword Douluo sent you with a message?" Dugu Bo raised an eyebrow, knowing Tianlin was Chen Xin's disciple.

Tianlin thought for a moment before replying, "Yes, my master has something very important to tell me. When you visit Sister Yanzi at the academy, if I'm lucky enough to meet you, I'll tell you. However, this matter is extremely confidential and must be conveyed separately."

Dugu Bo's curiosity piqued and without hesitation, he motioned for Tianlin to follow him "Fine, come with me."

Before Tianlin knew it, Dugu Bo had grabbed him and disappeared in a flash. The speed was so fast that Qin Ming, a Soul King, couldn't even react.

Soon, Dugu Bo led Tianlin to a small secluded lake outside the academy"No one's around here, kid. If you have something to say, say it."

Tianlin didn't hesitate. "Senior, I want to ask you: every time it rains, do you still feel that numbness and itching in your ribs? And is it getting worse?"

Dugu Bo's eyes sharpened, his expression suddenly turning serious "What did you say?"

Tianlin, seemingly unaware of the tension, continued calmly"Your symptoms occur around noon and midnight, lasting for more than an hour each time. Also, every night, near midnight, you experience a pinprick-like pain at the top of your head and in your heart. Your body convulses for at least half an hour, am I right?"

"You little brat, shut up!" Dugu Bo couldn't contain his anger and seized Tianlin by the neck.

This was Dugu Bo's greatest secret—no one else knew of it, and he wouldn't allow anyone to find out. If an enemy discovered the exact timing of his symptoms, they could easily take advantage of it, and that would be his end.

"Senior, please don't be angry. If my master asked me to tell you this, he has no intention of harming you," Tianlin said calmly, unshaken by the grip on his neck. He knew Dugu Bo wouldn't dare kill him—not with the seven treasure glazed tile clan standing behind him.

Furthermore, Dugu Bo is still protecting her grandaughter. Even if he killed Tianlin, it wouldn't do him any good and If Chen Xin were to find out, he would certainly publicize Dugu Bo's poisoning, and that would ruin him.

Dugu Bo, though still furious, considered Tianlin's words carefully. "Tell me, what does your seven treasure glazed tile clan want from me in exchange for keeping this secret?"

Tianlin didn't immediately answer "Senior, I have my own request, but before that, please allow me to try removing the poison from your body" he said, hoping to help Dugu Bo before asking anything in return.

"Remove the poison? Don't make jokes with me, kid. Even your master might not be able to do that" Dugu Bo replied, still skeptical.

"It's true my master can't, but I can. Senior, if you promise to keep this a secret, I will prove it to you immediately" Tianlin said, his eyes locked on Dugu Bo's.

Dugu Bo's curiosity got the better of him. A smirk crept onto his face"Alright, prove it. But remember, if you fail, this will remain a secret between us, understood?"

Tianlin nodded. He didn't need Dugu Bo to swear, knowing that the Poison Douluo was reliable in his word.

"Holy Spirit Bead, Holy Breath Barrier!" Tianlin summoned his second martial spirit, and the space around them was enveloped in a protective barrier.

Dugu Bo's eyes widened in shock"This child's martial spirit wasn't it a sword... But wait, could it be... Twin martial spirits?" The realization hit him. The boy in front of him wasn't just talented in strength—he also possessed twin martial spirits, an even rarer talent.

As the barrier enveloped him, Dugu Bo immediately felt a sense of relief. The poison in his body seemed to lift, and he began to feel an incredible relaxation that he hadn't experienced in years.

"Senior, please sit cross-legged and guide your soul power as I instruct you" Tianlin continued.

Dugu Bo, still in awe of Tianlin's abilities, quickly complied. As he sat cross-legged and activated his soul power, Tianlin whispered an incantation—an ancient formula passed down in the verdant cordex that would help suppress the poison.

For Dugu Bo, this was a completely new experience. He could feel the poison stirring within him and the formula was powerful. Under the combined suppression of the Holy Breath Barrier and the mantra, his pale face grew even paler, but the sensation of poison was slowly dissipating.

It was an unprecedented feeling—one that Dugu Bo never imagined could be real.