Douluo: Danheng just want to avoid trouble, Gu Yuena Pursues.-Chapter 160: Who Saved the Poison Douluo?

The Poison Douluo swept his gaze across the crowd, his face flushed red. He had never felt this elated before!

He had been suppressed for far too long!

For years, he had been ridiculed as the weakest of the Title Douluo, as his soul power had stagnated.

He had actually reached the Title Douluo rank even earlier than the Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Yet now, Chrysanthemum Douluo had already reached Rank 95, while he was still stuck at Rank 91!

But things were different now. With the toxins in his body no longer a problem, he would soon have a breakthrough period!

"Funerals and all that—let it pass!"

"Even if I'm fated to die, it won't be today! And those who tried to stir up trouble at my funeral with ulterior motives—go back to where you came from!"

Poison Douluo spoke bluntly, nearly pointing directly at Bibi Dong from the Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes, staring at him.

There wasn't a shred of a smile on her face anymore. She didn't even bother with pretense.

Her demeanor clearly showed she was ready to deal with Poison Douluo.

Ning Fengzhi stepped forward with Sword Douluo, blocking in front of Poison Douluo, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Elder Dugu, on making a breakthrough. This is truly a joyous occasion!"

Though Yu Yuanzhen was angry about Poison Douluo kicking Yu Xiaogang, he still had to stand by Poison Douluo in this situation.

Poison Douluo laughed heartily. "Same to you!"

At that moment, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Dan Heng. His expression shifted subtly.

No one else seemed to notice—except Ning Fengzhi, who had been observing Poison Douluo closely and caught the change. He looked toward Dan Heng and quickly understood.

It must've been Dan Heng who saved Poison Douluo.

Ning Fengzhi raised an eyebrow, wondering: Just who is this Dan Heng? How could he accomplish something even Poison Douluo couldn't do himself?

Even Poison Douluo was helpless against his own toxins—yet Dan Heng had dealt with them?

"Poison Douluo, is this how you treat your savior?" Chrysanthemum Douluo spoke coldly.

Poison Douluo snapped out of it and frowned at him. "What nonsense are you spouting? What do you mean, 'savior'?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo sneered and asked:

"You're alive today all thanks to us in Spirit Hall. When Prince Xue Xing requested help from our Pope, we sent medical-type Soul Masters to treat you and saved your life!"

"???" Poison Douluo looked utterly confused. What the hell? I was clearly saved by Dan Heng. What does this have to do with you?!

Chrysanthemum Douluo went on, "Your condition back then was seen by many. You were practically dying. Even the imperial doctors of the Heaven Dou Empire were helpless, which is why they asked for our help. Otherwise, how would you still be alive?"

Poison Douluo's face turned red—not from pride, but from anger.

He had clearly been saved by Dan Heng—why was Chrysanthemum Douluo trying to steal the credit?

"I... I saved myself!" he blurted in frustration.

Chrysanthemum Douluo sneered, "Poison Douluo, are you really going to deny the debt of gratitude? Then let me ask you—do you dare swear on your granddaughter Dugu Yan's life?"

"..."

Poison Douluo began trembling in rage.

Chrysanthemum Douluo had hit his weakness. Of course he didn't dare—because it was true he hadn't saved himself. But this had nothing to do with Spirit Hall either!

This bastard is trying to steal Dan Heng's credit?!

"In any case, it has nothing to do with you!" Poison Douluo growled.

"Nothing to do with us? Then who saved you? If you dare swear it wasn't us, we'll drop it right now!" Chrysanthemum Douluo shouted.

Poison Douluo clenched his jaw, teeth grinding in fury.

"I'LL KILL YOU!!!"

Sword Douluo and Yu Yuanzhen quickly held him back, sending him a mental message: "Don't fall for Spirit Hall's trap."

"..." Poison Douluo was nearly spitting blood from rage.

Looking at Chrysanthemum Douluo's smug face made him even more furious.

Bibi Dong raised her brow, the corners of her lips curling into a smile.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's tactic had clearly worked—Spirit Hall had gained massive prestige. Now, most people would believe they had saved Poison Douluo.

Poison Douluo tried to deny it—but it was too late!

"Well then, since Poison Douluo refuses to admit it, we won't force him. Let's go," Bibi Dong said coldly as she turned and walked away.

The Spirit Hall group then departed.

"You! You all!!!"

Poison Douluo was so enraged that blood dripped from the corner of his mouth—he had truly been outmaneuvered.

Now, everyone around was looking at him as if he were a thankless traitor!

Just then, Prince Xue Xing rushed in, breaking the tense silence.

"Everyone, everyone! What a day—tragedy turned into joy!" he announced with a beaming smile, dispersing the tension.

But Poison Douluo couldn't calm down—he'd been utterly disgusted by Spirit Hall's move.

He flicked his sleeve and left.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy

In a room at the academy, Dugu Yan had invited Dan Heng and his wife to stay.

She glanced at Gu Yuena and lowered her head. Feelings of inferiority grew stronger in her heart.

After today, her admiration and gratitude toward Dan Heng only deepened.

She couldn't help but have some inappropriate thoughts—but one look at Gu Yuena's stunning beauty made them vanish.

Before a peerless beauty like Gu Yuena, she had no chance.

If she ever tried to seduce Dan Heng... would that be repaying kindness or betraying it?

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Before long, Poison Douluo entered.

He glanced at Dugu Yan and then turned to Dan Heng. "Dan Heng, could you ask your wife and Yan'er to leave for a moment?"

Perhaps out of guilt, he spoke to Dan Heng with a much humbler tone.

Dan Heng nodded slightly and gently patted Gu Yuena's hand.

She left with Dugu Yan, leaving only the two men in the room.

Click—

The door closed.

Poison Douluo took a deep breath, his heart pounding.

Dan Heng had saved his life. This was more than detoxification—it was a life-saving favor.

"Dan Heng... I..."

"Thank you for saving me. If not for you, I'd be dead."

Poison Douluo sighed—he knew how crucial Dan Heng's timely arrival had been.

Dan Heng shook his head. "We had a deal. You don't owe me anything."

"True... but still, you saved my life. What do you want me to do for you?"

He looked at Dan Heng expectantly, hoping he'd change his request—so Poison Douluo wouldn't be put in a difficult spot.

Dan Heng said calmly, "Didn't we agree? Let me visit your herb garden again. I want to pick one more medicinal herb."

Poison Douluo twitched slightly at the mouth.

Yes, they had agreed on that... but he couldn't grant it!

Still, saying that out loud would be worse than death.

He hesitated, then forced a laugh. "Right, right... my memory is terrible! How could I forget?"

"How about this: you tell me the name and description of the herb you want. Once I recover, I'll bring it to you myself. How does that sound?"

He looked at Dan Heng eagerly.

Dan Heng nodded. "Alright."

He then drew a picture of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum.

This was actually Chrysanthemum Douluo's martial spirit.

Poison Douluo hadn't noticed before, but now that Dan Heng had drawn it, he realized.

"So it's the Chrysanthemum..."

Dan Heng nodded. "Yes. And its location is..."

After hearing the details, Poison Douluo's eyes lit up.

Now that he knew what to look for and where—it would be easy! As a Title Douluo, gathering a single herb wouldn't be hard.

In a good mood, Poison Douluo added, "Dan Heng, I have one more question—hope you can help me."

"What is it?"

Poison Douluo rubbed his forehead. "I don't know if it's a side effect, but my head feels like it's burning—it still hasn't gone away..."

Dan Heng's expression turned a little awkward.

Lanba Academy

Liu Erlong and the others had returned.

She was still fuming about Poison Douluo kicking Yu Xiaogang.

"Is that guy brain-dead? Why would he kick Yu Xiaogang? He was trying to help him! Not only was there no gratitude—he attacked him!"

"And my uncle didn't even say a word!"

She raged on.

Yu Xiaogang stood silently by the window, back to everyone, ignoring them.

Flender glanced at him and sighed inwardly. He deserved that beating.

Trying to show off in that situation? If Prince Xue Xing had come first, maybe they would've appreciated him.

But the man in question arrived and found his own funeral happening—how could he possibly be in a good mood?

Add in his temper—and of course he lashed out when he heard Yu Xiaogang talking crap.

Anyone with eyes could see Yu Xiaogang had ulterior motives.

"Erlong, calm down. Xiaogang's fine, right? And didn't he always say never to provoke a Title Douluo?" Flender chuckled and tried to lighten the mood, pulling Yu Xiaogang over.

Yu Xiaogang snorted and turned around—revealing his bruised and swollen face. He tilted his head arrogantly and changed the subject.

"Let's talk about Shrek and Lanba Academy's teams. How about a friendly match to see everyone's progress and exchange insights?"

"And then we'll pick one person from the Lanba team as a potential backup for Shrek's team."

He said it coolly.

Liu Erlong frowned but didn't refuse. She wasn't petty.

"A match is fine—but don't ruin the friendship. Our Lanba team is much stronger than you expect."

She warned them in advance.

The Shrek teachers all smiled smugly.

Compare to them?

Their "little monsters" were top-tier even among peers. They were confident they could easily overpower Lanba's team.

Liu Erlong noticed their looks and was annoyed.

These people are way too arrogant. Mocking me to my face?!

Tianshui Academy

In their dorm, the girls were still discussing Poison Douluo's "resurrection."

Xue Wu sat on the sofa, clicking her tongue. "What a massive blunder. The guy was alive the whole time, yet they held a funeral—and such a grand one!"

The other team members chimed in.

"Who do you think actually saved him? Himself or Spirit Hall? Something feels off."

"Did you notice the tension between the Spirit Hall Pope and the two sect masters? I thought they were about to throw down right there!"

"He didn't dare swear on his granddaughter. I say it really was Spirit Hall that saved him."

As the girls chattered...

The normally lively Shui Yue'er stayed unusually quiet, hugging a dolphin plushie with her chin buried in it.

A teammate wrapped an arm around her shoulders, curious. "Yue'er, why so quiet? This isn't like you."

Shui Yue'er shook her head and said seriously, "That's not it!"

"What's not it?"

Shui Bing'er and the others looked at her, puzzled.

Shui Yue'er raised her head, her eyes shining with clarity. "The one who saved Poison Douluo wasn't Spirit Hall. And it wasn't him saving himself. It was Mr. Dan Heng!"

"Yes! It was Dan Heng! Dugu Yan personally came to invite him! I trust Dan Heng—he has that kind of presence!"

She looked firm, fully believing her theory.

The girls exchanged glances—they hadn't expected her to be thinking about this.

Xue Wu poked her forehead and teased, "I think you're just totally smitten."

Shui Yue'er scrunched her nose and smacked Xue Wu's chest. "Don't say nonsense! No wait—I am smitten, but I'm still rational! Dan Heng definitely saved him. Poison Douluo can't say anything because Dan Heng wants to keep a low profile!"

Her eyes sparkled—convinced she had discovered the truth.

Shui Bing'er and the others laughed, shaking their heads. None of them believed her theory.

Xue Wu said, "So you're saying Dan Heng—a normal guy—could cure Poison Douluo's poison?"

"Yue'er, you've lost all your common sense!"

The others agreed. They all thought Shui Yue'er was just infatuated and projecting greatness onto Dan Heng.

"Ugh! I give up on you guys!" Shui Yue'er stormed out.

"It's after hours! Dan Heng isn't even at Lanba Academy right now!" Xue Wu called after her.

Shui Yue'er blushed and glared back.

"Who said I'm going to find Dan Heng?!"

Spirit Hall

Bibi Dong returned in a rage.

She had thought Poison Douluo was dead—removing a major obstacle to her future plans. But not only was he alive, his soul power had increased!

What made it worse—he even dared to kick Yu Xiaogang?

"Xiaogang... he came back. And with Liu Erlong? They... they're together again? Damn it..."

She gritted her teeth and paced in front of her throne.

None of the Spirit Hall members below dared to speak—they didn't want to draw her ire.

"OUT! GET OUT!" she finally roared.

(End of Chapter)