Douluo: Danheng just want to avoid trouble, Gu Yuena Pursues.-Chapter 158: The Funeral

Meanwhile, Poison Douluo slowly regained consciousness. After calling out a few times, Dugu Yan came in from outside.

Poison Douluo still looked frighteningly pale. His soul power had just recovered a little, but it was only a tiny portion.

However, this didn't mean he was in a dire state.

On the contrary, it meant that the poison in his body was being expelled with full force.

In two more days, all the toxins would be purged, and he would fully recover, no longer tormented by poison.

"Yan'er, knife, water basin."

Poison Douluo instructed.

Dugu Yan immediately did as she had the day before, pulling out Poison Douluo's arm, placing it over the water basin, and making a cut.

While circulating his soul power, Poison Douluo spoke.

"Yan'er, where are those people outside?"

Dugu Yan shook her head. "I don't know. Ever since Prince Xue Xing came by yesterday afternoon, everyone left. He said he wanted to give us some time alone..."

Poison Douluo curled his lip. "Ridiculous. Xue Xing always handled things meticulously. Why is he being so sloppy now? Recovery should be gradual. He didn't even prepare any precious medicines for me, just left me to rest?"

Listening to Poison Douluo grumble, Dugu Yan's smile grew brighter.

No matter what, her grandfather was alive.

"As long as you're alive, Grandpa, that's all that matters to me. You're not in danger anymore, right?"

Dugu Yan looked at Poison Douluo expectantly.

Poison Douluo laughed heartily but coughed twice, then nodded. "Of course. Dan Heng is truly skilled. I feel amazing now!"

But as he laughed, Poison Douluo suddenly fell silent.

"What's wrong, Grandpa?" Dugu Yan asked, puzzled.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Poison Douluo's face—he remembered the agreement with Dan Heng. This treatment wasn't free.

Though he was willing to pay any price for being saved...

If he couldn't fulfill Dan Heng's request, it would be the most humiliating thing for him...

He suddenly felt... maybe it would've been better not to be saved at all! ...

What Poison Douluo and Dugu Yan didn't know...

Was that after being assessed by healing-type soul masters, Prince Xue Xing had concluded Poison Douluo only had three days left to live. There was no medical value in treating him—only more pain.

So he gave up and let Dugu Yan spend the remaining three days with him.

After the three days were up, he would personally organize the grandest funeral for Poison Douluo, as a tribute to their bond.

During these three days, he began sending invitations to countless well-known figures, asking them to attend Poison Douluo's funeral.

For this event, Prince Xue Xing was now extremely busy.

He didn't dare visit Poison Douluo either, claiming he didn't want to see his friend in pain.

But in truth, he was more worried Poison Douluo might explode in a burst of deadly toxins upon death.

Of course, he still had people stationed nearby.

If Dugu Yan needed anything, they would fulfill it. ...

Naturally, the Blue Tyrant Academy also received an invitation.

Upon receiving it and confirming several times that Poison Douluo was indeed dying, Liu Erlong almost burst into laughter.

She immediately grabbed the invitation and rushed to find the Shrek group.

Inside the room, the Shrek crew was deep in discussion.

Liu Erlong pushed the door open. "Good news! Hahaha... Karma really got him! That Poison Douluo who bullied you guys is dying from his own poison! And he even invited us to his funeral!"

She shoved the invitation into Flender's hands.

After glancing at it, Flender's face lit up with joy.

He'd been humiliated by Poison Douluo and had held a grudge ever since. If not for Yu Xiaogang interfering, he would've fought back long ago.

Now, knowing Poison Douluo got his comeuppance, he was just as pleased.

"Good! That bastard! Finally got what he deserved!"

He passed the invitation around to Zhao Wuji and the others.

Everyone laughed.

Liu Erlong added, "We should attend the funeral. How dare he harm our students? Not even ten days passed before he ended up in a coffin!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Just then, Yu Xiaogang frowned. "Don't you all feel ashamed?"

"???" Liu Erlong and the others were stunned, staring at Yu Xiaogang in confusion.

Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, looking righteous and solemn.

This was his usual tactic—when everyone agreed on something, he'd stand against it.

Just to be different.

Now that they were all gloating over Poison Douluo's death, he opposed it.

Yu Xiaogang spoke earnestly. "The dead deserve respect. If you act like this, doesn't it only show how petty and vile you are?"

"..." Everyone went quiet.

No matter what, Yu Xiaogang's moral high ground made their faces flush with guilt.

Flender awkwardly said, "Xiaogang, don't you remember what he did to us..."

"Actually, I found it odd when I first saw him. How could a titled Douluo attack us? Looking back, it makes sense. He was in pain, suffering from illness. In such a state, his temper is understandable."

Yu Xiaogang spoke powerfully.

"..." Flender and the others lowered their heads.

After hearing him out, they all felt ashamed.

Liu Erlong opened her mouth but said nothing. Deep down, though, she still thought Yu Xiaogang was being fake.

Let's not forget—Yu Xiaogang still had scars on his face!

And now he was pretending to be so magnanimous—who was he trying to impress?

Yu Xiaogang continued, "Poison Douluo is a Titled Douluo, and that alone earns him respect in the soul master world. We will attend the funeral, but not with gloating hearts!"

With his chin lifted high, Yu Xiaogang looked down at the others.

He felt he had risen above them!

"..." Liu Erlong said nothing more, but laughed coldly in her heart.

"Alright, now let's discuss the Shrek team. We only have six people and need Blue Tyrant members to join. But before that, I want both sides to engage in a sparring match to assess each other's strength."

Yu Xiaogang's lips curled as he glanced at Liu Erlong.

He was confident Shrek's little monsters would crush the Blue Tyrant team.

Then Liu Erlong would remember her awe and respect for him!

Liu Erlong's enthusiasm cooled. She gave a noncommittal hum and turned to leave.

She had no desire to interact more with Yu Xiaogang.

Flender frowned. "Xiaogang, Erlong meant well..."

"Well-meaning or not, we are not villains!" Yu Xiaogang replied confidently, shooting Flender a smug look.

In his heart, he looked down on Flender.

He couldn't understand why Liu Erlong would choose him.

Are women meant to be worshipped?

If Flender couldn't figure that out, he was destined to be a lifelong bachelor! ...

In the library.

Ning Fengzhi hadn't come to read in the past few days—being the sect master of one of the three great sects, he obviously had countless matters to attend to.

But someone else took his place—Shui Yue'er. Like Ning Fengzhi, she was patient and quiet, but had a livelier personality.

Dan Heng quickly relaxed his guard around her.

This starry-eyed girl had boundaries and didn't make herself a nuisance.

As noon approached...

Footsteps echoed through the library.

But they weren't heading toward the front desk, so Dan Heng paid no mind.

Moments later, the steps stopped—right behind the desk, near Shui Yue'er.

"Yue'er, did you forget today's training session?!"

"Ah? I'm sorry, sis! I really forgot, hehe..."

"Trying to get out of it again? We've all noticed these past few days. We didn't want to say anything, but since you're not changing, we're talking tonight."

"Sis, no, don't—Dan Heng doesn't like..."

"Hmph!"

The footsteps stopped in front of Dan Heng. He looked up and saw a young woman with shoulder-length blue hair, stunning features, and snow-white skin. Her blue eyes held the calm of the sea.

It was Shui Bing'er—the captain of the Tianshui Team!

Currently one of the most famous "stars" in the Douluo Continent.

But right now, her eyes showed clear disapproval when she looked at Dan Heng.

"You must be Dan Heng?"

Shui Bing'er paused, then asked.

Shui Yue'er ran over, clinging to her sister.

"Hehe, sis, even you're falling for Dan Heng's charm, huh?"

"This is a library, sis. You can't disturb people who are reading."

Shui Yue'er scolded.

Shui Bing'er glared at her and took a deep breath.

Then, seriously, she said: "Mr. Dan Heng, I hope you will cut ties with Shui Yue'er! She's always coming to the library and even skipped training!"

"???" Dan Heng twitched.

Shui Yue'er's face turned bright red. "Sis, why are you saying everything? You can't blame Mr. Dan Heng—he never said anything to me. It's not like he invited me here."

"???"

Now Shui Bing'er was stunned.

She thought Dan Heng had seduced Shui Yue'er with his looks.

That's why Yue'er couldn't stay away.

But it turned out Dan Heng had barely spoken to her?!

What kind of bizarre situation was this?!

"You..."

Shui Yue'er whispered, "I just like staring at Mr. Dan Heng. It doesn't interrupt my cultivation either. In fact, I've developed a new meditation technique—staring at Mr. Dan Heng while cultivating!"

"..." Shui Bing'er gritted her teeth, furious and humiliated.

Shui Yue'er had completely embarrassed her!

How could someone be this lovestruck?

Now even she herself might be seen as one of those delusional fangirls!

Still unaware of her misstep, Shui Yue'er giggled, "Also, don't underestimate Dan Heng, sis. He even treated Poison Douluo!"

"Poison Douluo? He actually asked Dan Heng for treatment?"

Shui Yue'er boasted as if it were her own achievement.

Shui Bing'er frowned and said, "By the way, Prince Xue Xing sent an invitation. We're expected to attend Poison Douluo's funeral."

"Eh?" Shui Yue'er blinked, stunned.

"???" Dan Heng also froze. Wait—he did treat Poison Douluo. How is he dead?

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Could it be... his treatment plan was flawed?

But he'd reviewed it three times—it couldn't have been wrong!

Frowning, Dan Heng fell into deep thought, beginning to doubt his own confidence.

Shui Bing'er saw his reaction and smirked slightly. Maybe this aloof guy isn't so impressive after all?

"It's tomorrow. Everyone will attend. Our spar with Blue Tyrant Academy has to be postponed."

"Now, come back to training with me."

She grabbed Shui Yue'er and dragged her off.

Dan Heng didn't bother with the sisters' departure and fell into thought.

If Dugu Yan hadn't sought him out, that likely meant everything was fine.

Most likely... this was all just a misunderstanding? ...

Three days later, Poison Douluo's funeral was held at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Prince Xue Xing, pitying Dugu Yan for having no family left, didn't let her attend and handled the arrangements himself.

The academy's grand hall was decorated in black and white—colors used only for deceased royalty.

But now, it was set up for Poison Douluo.

Many prominent figures from Heaven Dou City had been invited to pay respects and attend the funeral.

Even before it began, people started arriving.

It was, undeniably, a grand event.

Prince Xue Xing wore black and sighed as he chatted with acquaintances about Poison Douluo.

He said mournfully, "I'll never see my dearest friend again. You don't know the pain in my heart..."

Even Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall, attended. As a Titled Douluo, one of less than fifty in the continent, her presence was expected.

The Blue Tyrant Academy also arrived early, thanks to Yu Xiaogang's efforts.

He wore a solemn expression, seemingly taking it all seriously.

Dan Heng came with Gu Yuena. They didn't dress too somberly—just plain clothes that barely fit the mood.

Dan Heng was still confused—how did Poison Douluo end up dead?

But the decorations and guests, all the pomp and circumstance, didn't seem like a hoax.

On the Royal Fighting Team's side, Yu Feng couldn't help but ask Yu Tianheng:

"Captain, aren't you going to comfort Sister Yan? She must be really sad right now."

Yu Tianheng shook his head and sighed.

He wanted to, but Yu Yuanzhen had warned him: no one knew if Poison Douluo's corpse would release deadly toxins upon death—it was best to avoid contact.

Plus, without Poison Douluo's status, Dugu Yan's identity no longer rivaled girls like Shui Bing'er or Huo Wu.

She no longer qualified to be his wife.

Over at the Tianshui Team.

A female teammate said to Shui Yue'er, "Yue'er, didn't you say Dan Heng treated Poison Douluo? So what happened?"

The other girls gave her odd looks—did Dan Heng kill him instead?

Shui Yue'er's face flushed red. She snapped:

"Dan Heng isn't a god! If even Poison Douluo's own poison couldn't be cured, how could he fix it?!"

(End of Chapter)