Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 110: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

The two auras were unmistakable—one belonged to Chrysanthemum Douluo, and the other to Ghost Douluo.

These two, often referred to as the Two Generals, shared an exceptionally close bond, even closer than blood brothers. For decades, they had been inseparable, and they were the two most well-known Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall, revered as the left and right hands of the current Pope.

Though neither Chrysanthemum Douluo nor Ghost Douluo were particularly fast, this was only by the standards of Titled Douluo. To ordinary people, their speed was still incomprehensibly swift.

In just a few minutes, the door to the room opened, and two figures walked in directly.

One of them, a figure clad in golden robes, appeared somewhat effeminate. Although his attire bore no feminine traits, the floral fragrance emanating from him left an impression that blurred the line between male and female.

Without a doubt, this was the famous flower enthusiast, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan. As for the figure beside him... it looked more like a shadow than a person.

This shadow-like figure had no discernible facial features or characteristics. It lacked the vitality of a living being, and if one focused on sensing it, one could even detect the aura of death—something typically associated with corpses.

This description made it even easier to identify him. There was no one else in Douluo Continent who fit such a profile.

This was the living dead, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.

As they entered, Chrysanthemum Douluo glanced at Dugu Bo, who was eating and drinking, as well as the two individuals behind him, including Chen Ming. A flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he casually sat down in front of Dugu Bo and, without hesitation, downed the wine Dugu Bo had poured earlier.

Though the wine contained several poisonous insects floating inside, Chrysanthemum Douluo treated them as nothing more than ordinary protein, chewing and swallowing them without a care.

"Hm, this tastes a bit odd. I don't think I've had this before," Chrysanthemum Douluo remarked after finishing the cup of specialty toxic wine from Biluochen City. He glanced at the open wine jar nearby, carefully observing the poisonous insects floating inside.

"These insects are somewhat as I expected, but why does it feel like there's a missing toxin? Could it be that the water used to brew this wine is naturally poisonous?" Chrysanthemum Douluo muttered in confusion. Meanwhile, Ghost Douluo simply drank his cup of medicinal wine in one go before digging into the food without hesitation.

When it came to Chrysanthemum Douluo and Dugu Bo, Ghost Douluo always maintained a neutral, observer-like stance. Over the years, he had never interfered, nor had he spoken much to Dugu Bo. His presence was so understated that it was almost as though he weren't there.

"Good eye. This is a specialty from Biluochen City," Dugu Bo remarked, glancing at Chrysanthemum Douluo with a peculiar expression.

"Oh, that hellish place? No wonder. I went there in my younger days, and even the water there was poisonous. As I passed by a wheat field, there was wheat that had transformed into soul beasts attacking me."

"It was only then that I realized being attacked by wheat soul beasts was even a possibility," Chrysanthemum Douluo said with a hint of exasperation. Even after all these years, he couldn't help but complain about the inhospitable nature of Biluochen City.

After his rant, Chrysanthemum Douluo scrutinized Dugu Bo's current state, a glint of insight flashing in his eyes.

"Old poison, it seems you've made significant progress in your poison cultivation?"

"Back then, your pupils were green, your hair was a deep green, and your body emitted a faint stench—clear signs of poisons out of control."

"When I first met you, I even suspected you had poisoned yourself. But after you advanced to Titled Douluo, I realized that wasn't the case. Otherwise, you'd have died from your poison long before breaking through."

"Now, though, your green pupils have returned to black, your green hair has turned white, and the signs of aging on your body have diminished by thirty percent. The stench of poisons has also disappeared. It seems your progress has been substantial. Let me guess—you've reached Rank 92 or perhaps 93?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo voiced his speculation, genuinely impressed by Dugu Bo's progress. However, Dugu Bo's inner turmoil was even greater.

What? Chrysanthemum Douluo had already noticed there was something wrong with me back then. He just assumed I was cultivating poison techniques on purpose?

Dugu Bo's hand trembled as he held his wine cup, his gaze turning vacant.

Noticing Dugu Bo's odd behavior, Chrysanthemum Douluo tilted his head in confusion. What's wrong with the old poison today? He seems so different from the person I used to know. Could it be that his brain got damaged during his breakthrough?

"Old Chrysanthemum, you noticed I was cultivating poison techniques back then?" Dugu Bo asked, suppressing the emotions surging within him.

"Of course. I'm not exaggerating when I say my medical expertise is among the top three in the entire Douluo Continent. When it comes to knowledge about rare herbs and plants, I am undoubtedly number one," Chrysanthemum Douluo replied confidently. He then turned to look at Chen Ming, a hint of curiosity and suspicion in his gaze.

"I sense a faint aura similar to my martial soul coming from this young one. It's very faint but unmistakable."

"Could it be... he consumed the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum?"

Had Dugu Bo not been present, Chrysanthemum Douluo would have immediately begun studying Chen Ming upon entering the room.

Chen Ming had indeed absorbed the essence of the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum. While most of it had been completely assimilated at the time, a small portion had remained in his body, slowly integrating into his flesh and blood over time.

The moment Chrysanthemum Douluo sat down, he had sensed the faint trace of the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum's aura emanating from Chen Ming. This led him to suspect that Chen Ming had consumed an immature Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum.

However, since Chen Ming was associated with Dugu Bo, Chrysanthemum Douluo refrained from being too overt or exaggerated in his reaction. After all, despite being rivals for decades, Chrysanthemum Douluo had no intention of embarrassing himself in front of Dugu Bo.

Hearing Chrysanthemum Douluo's words, Dugu Bo's hand trembled further, and the wine cup slipped from his grasp, shattering on the floor.

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The crisp sound of the breaking cup caused Ghost Douluo, who had been quietly eating, to raise his head cautiously and scan the surroundings for any hidden Titled Douluo.

"Relax, old ghost. The old poison just got scared by me," Chrysanthemum Douluo reassured Ghost Douluo, flashing a smug smile at Dugu Bo.

At this moment, Dugu Bo felt like a complete fool.

He had always believed that the secrets of his family's poisoning were well-concealed and unknown to outsiders. Yet, in reality, anyone with sharp enough insight could see that he had serious problems.

Dugu Bo began to question everything. If, back when he first met Chrysanthemum Douluo before becoming a Titled Douluo, he had shown a little respect and asked for help, would his son still be alive today?

If, after the coronation ceremony at the Spirit Hall, he hadn't left so hastily and had instead sought out the Grand Priest Qian Daoliu for advice, would he have been freed from his suffering long ago?