After seeing Dugu Bo's miserable situation, Ling Bai coughed lightly, avoided the too simple topic just now, and asked again:

"Senior Du Douluo, my name is Ling Bai. Just as Grandpa Ju said before, I am the current Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. I don't have any malice when I come to disturb you. I just want to invite you to join the Spirit Hall. I wonder what you mean?"

Dugu Bo was seriously injured and sat weakly on the ground. He stammered his neck and looked up at Ling Bai, pointed to his tortured self, and said coldly:

"Is this the method of recruiting soul masters in the Spirit Hall? It's so gentle that I'm moved..."

At first glance, it sounds like praise, but in fact it is full of ridicule.

Ling Bai didn't care. Dugu Bo's few words of slap in the bank are not capable of breaking defense. He stopped his eagerness to try and was ready to conquer people with martial arts at any time. He stared at Dugu Bo's green eyes and said sincerely:

"I really appreciate the senior's Tongda. If someone else was here, we might not be able to chat quietly like this. I think you know the reason."

Ling Bai lowered his head and looked down at Dugu Bo on the ground, spreading his hands: "The Spirit Hall is the strongest soul master force in the world, and the teacher's style of conduct has always been tough. But I am different. I am a recognized moderate. Everyone likes moderate parties, and we can communicate the most."

Ling Bai has a very high attitude, but he is very tempted and has his own set of negotiation skills.

His tone was calm and he slowly circled around Dugu Bo, wanting the other party to feel his "kindness". He stood up to make Dugu Bo look up to him. There is a saying in negotiation psychology that once he looks up to his opponent, your position will naturally be at a disadvantage.

After all, Dugu Bo is an old fried dough stick who has been living in the Soul Master world for many years and is not so easily conquered. He sneered: "Ten years ago, the Soul Palace tried to recruit me. When I refused, Juhua Pass and Ghost chased Wanli all the way. If I hadn't happened to meet Prince Xuexing, I would have died at the hands of the Soul Palace. Do you think I would agree, Holy! Son! Palace! Lower!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly fell into a heavy silence. Ling Bai's eyes and momentum changed instantly, becoming extremely oppressive, and the black aura rose like an evil dragon.

Even Mu Yao and Ju Gui Double Douluo, who were close to him, couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, let alone Dugu Bo.

All the hypocritical veils were stripped away, and the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall was even cold, domineering, and sharp appearance was exposed in front of others!

After being silent for a long time, Ling Bai's silent like a monarch, with a trace of flaws on his strict and handsome face. He sighed helplessly: "Dugu Bo, we should have been closer, but you may have some misunderstandings about us, and this is not impossible to bridge.

I look forward to you and the Spirit Hall to completely end the chaos in Douluo Continent today. You are now a titled Douluo. If you choose to join, I am happy to see you become stronger and even willing to help."

"So generous?"

Dugu Bo raised his eyebrows slightly, and he had a bad premonition, and his intuition told him that this might be the dawn before the storm.

It is extremely quiet but full of dangers.

“We are willing to give generously, for the bright future for all, and also look forward to reasonable returns.”

Ling Bai squatted down and held Dugu Bo's shoulders. His attitude was extremely intimate and could spray Dugu Bo's face even when he breathed. His voice was low and majestic:

"As long as you are willing to accept the conditions of the Spirit Hall, the Spirit Hall will not be stingy with helping friends..."

At this moment, the strong wind suddenly came, blew his white shirt and whistled like flags. The young monarch exuded an emperor-like majesty, which made Dugu Bo feel in a daze.

It took several seconds before he recovered, but found that Ling Bai's eyes had turned into two different-colored pupils intertwined with sky blue and scarlet red, as if they could see through the confusion of people's hearts and illuminate the world.

"What conditions do you want me to accept?" Dugu Bo asked.

Ling Bai stood up and reached out to Mu Yao with one hand. Mu Yao understood it, took out something from the storage soul guide and gently placed it on Ling Bai's hand.

Dugu Bo looked confused, and Ling Bai's voice sounded at the right time: "I heard something a long time ago. Although the Biphosphine Snake Emperor's martial soul is strong, the owner has been hit by toxins for life.

As time and cultivation accumulate, the toxin backlash will become more and more serious. Door like you, you will be in a difficult life every day.

It's really ironic. Poison Douluo, who is known as the most poison in the world, cannot cure the poison on his body.

Of course, what is even more ironic is that it is still behind. Even if I was tortured by the backlash of toxins, I would not be able to harm my descendants.

"Shut up!!"

Dugu Bo immediately had a great murderous intent, and his cold murderous intent seemed to pierce Ling Bai. Unfortunately, his soul power was blocked by Yueguan, so he could only be so incompetent and furious.

"Who are you telling me to shut up?"

Mu Yao's voice was cold and harsh. Ling Bai was like a brother to her. Dugu Bo had just touched her reverse scales. His soul power was shocked, and a hot stream of flames hit Dugu Bo's inner alchemy.

"Card!"

Cracks emerged, and the inner elixir made a crisp and overwhelmed shattering sound, as if it would scatter into pieces in the next second. Dugu Bo gave a puff, spewing out a large mouthful of blood, and almost lost his blood on his face.

A big cold sweat fell from Dugu Bo's forehead. He was helplessly resting on the ground. The inner alchemy was half of his cultivation. He suffered such a severe blow and his cultivation foundation was trembling!

"Sister Mu Yao, don't be so excited. The pain buried in my heart was suddenly torn apart by blood. If I were torn apart, I would probably be just as excited."

Ling Bai held the object in his hand tightly and squatted down again, allowing Dugu Bo to see it clearly from a close distance, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"But this thing can completely solve the toxin backlash of your Biphosphon snake lineage, so that you can avoid suffering from pain from now on. On behalf of the Wuhun Palace, the conditions I have put forward for you are very simple, absorb it."

Dugu Bo did not care about the pain coming from his body like a tide, and he widened his eyes and looked at the things in Ling Bai's hand.

A vessel similar to a test tube, filled with transparent lilac liquid, shining from the sun, magnificent and charming.

"What's this……"

The voice was trembling like never before. Dugu Bo smacked his lips, his mouth was dry. He had forgotten how many years he had not been so excited and nervous.

"Spider Emperor Poison, from my teacher."

"Spider Emperor Poison!?"

It seemed as if a basin of cold water was poured into his pocket, which wiped out all Dugu Bo's enthusiasm and the past. An extremely ugly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said silly:

"So... do you actually want to control me?"

Dugu Bo finally understood that Ling Bai was not a young monarch representing light at all, but a Supreme Demon Lord from hell...
Chapter completed!