Chapter 32: Breaking Clan

**Star Dragon City**

"We are finally here. After fifteen days of traveling, we have arrived. The next step is to find the location of the Pozhi Clan."

Dugu Bo had someone in Xinglong City locate the stronghold of the Pozhi Clan.

**Outside the Pozhi Clan**

"Damn Haotian Sect, damn Spirit Hall, it's all their fault. Our Pozhi Clan suffered heavy losses. My wife died during the clan migration."

A guard at the gate was cursing, and even the guard next to him didn't refute him; his face was full of hatred.

"Who said it wasn't true? The Haotian Sect, who always looked down on others, never regarded us seriously. The core disciples all looked down on us. It's a pity for the clan leader. His wife and children are all dead, and the Wushuang elders are missing.

Now the Spirit Hall is still pressing us step by step. Fortunately, our clan has high-level medicine refining and makes money quickly. Unfortunately, the Min clan lives in poverty."

The two guards continued talking and lamented the plight of the Min clan, another of the four single-attribute families.

Dugu Bo had been listening for quite a while. "I didn't expect that the Haotian Sect was so cowardly that it would even abandon its affiliated families. And it was still the number one sect in the world? I disdain it."

If it weren't for the emergence of Tang Chen and then Tang Hao, who became quite famous and directly killed Pope Qianxunji, the Haotian Sect would have been a different story. The once-majestic Haotian Sect? Just a bunch of cowards.

Dugu Bo wasn't very afraid of the Haotian Sect. As a lone ranger and Titled Douluo, no one dared to provoke him. He wasn't interested in the disgusting things happening within the Haotian Sect.

As for Tang Chen, he respected him greatly. After all, he was the one who led the Haotian Sect to become the number one sect in the world, the ninety-nine-level Extreme Douluo. He felt that Haotian Douluo Tang Hao was a madman who dared to fight and kill even the Pope.

Dugu Bo arrived at the gate of the Pozhi Clan in an instant.

"Who is it?"

The two guards shouted immediately and released their martial spirits. Four spirit rings emerged, and a pitch-black spear, two meters long, flashed with a cold luster. The spear was eight feet long, with a wide spear tip four feet long, and the spear shaft as thick as an ordinary person's arm.

The Soul-Breaking Spear is a pure offensive weapon spirit with great power. It is one of the top five offensive weapon spirits on the continent. Unfortunately, the clan currently has no Titled Douluo.

"Haha," Dugu Bo sneered, releasing his aura as a Titled Douluo, and said to the guards, "I, Dugu Bo, have something to discuss with your clan leader."

The aura of the Titled Douluo made the two Soul Sect guards sweat profusely. After a while, a powerful aura emerged from the Pozhi Clan.

A cold light pierced towards Dugu Bo's heart. The person who came was Yang Wudi. Yang Wudi was originally preparing to make medicine when he suddenly felt a strong aura at the door. He thought that someone from the Spirit Hall was coming to cause trouble again, so he directly activated his spirit body and came to confront them.

"Heh, the fifth soul skill, Snake Python Heavenly Shield."

Dugu Bo used his fifth soul skill to defend himself. At this time, Yang Wudi was still only a Soul Sage. After all, he was only at level 82 of Soul Douluo when he officially debuted, fourteen years ago, and his current soul power was only at level 78.

How could he match Dugu Bo, who possessed level 93 soul power? Dugu Bo's left arm flashed, and the left arm bone of the fifty-thousand-year-old Mandragora Snake King was activated, binding the Snake King.

Several green snake shadows shot out from his left arm, directly entangling and binding Yang Wudi. At the same time, Dugu Bo released his own spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—the standard Titled Douluo nine spirit rings, which directly suppressed Yang Wudi.

"Patriarch Yang, is this how the Pozhi Clan treats guests? You have been abandoned by the Haotian Sect and suppressed by the Spirit Hall. Do you still want to provoke me?"

Dugu Bo's words were so sharp that Yang Wudi broke out in a cold sweat. He was stubborn and self-willed but not foolish. To offend a Titled Douluo would mean the extermination of his clan. He recognized that this was the Titled Douluo that no big family would dare to provoke: Poison Douluo.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Dugu. The Spirit Hall has been bullying us too much recently. Soul Saints harass our clan at any time. I have already injured several of them. I am truly sorry, Your Majesty."

Yang Wudi immediately lowered his head. He was naturally arrogant, but as the head of a clan, he had to bow his head. Poison Douluo was fully capable of destroying the Pozhi Clan.

Dugu Bo didn't want to hear his complaints. He just wanted to achieve his goal. He waved his left arm, and the snake shadows that bound Yang Wudi disappeared. He said to Yang Wudi:

"I'm not here to listen to your complaints. I have something to discuss with you."

Yang Wudi didn't know why Dugu Bo had come, but he could only invite him into the meeting room.

Dugu Bo sat in the meeting room of the Pozhi Clan. Yang Wudi asked someone to serve tea. Dugu Bo took a few sips and observed the Pozhi Clan members. They had a strong scent of medicine.

As an expert in poison, Dugu Bo also had experience in medicine. The more he learned about the Pozhi Clan's heritage, the more interested he became.

"Patriarch Yang, what I want to discuss is very important. Please dismiss everyone. I will only discuss this with you."

Dugu Bo said calmly. Yang Wudi had no choice; this was a big figure. What could he do? He could only wave his hand and send all the clan members away.

"Your Majesty, everyone has left. Do you have any instructions?"

"Haha, I want the immortal herb record and prescription of your Pozhi Clan."

Dugu Bo directly stated his purpose, staring at Yang Wudi with his green eyes.

"Impossible. This is the secret of our clan. Even if you are a Titled Douluo, even if you destroy our clan, we will not surrender. The Pozhi Clan is a coward who would rather die standing than live on their knees."

Yang Wudi stood up and shouted. He felt that Dugu Bo came here just to toy with him. How could he just hand over the clan's secrets?

"Haha, I haven't finished yet. This time, I'm offering a trade with Chief Yang. Even if I use my strength to oppress your clan, what if you tampered with the prescription you gave me? I don't want to go through so much trouble. Chief Yang, do you think this thing is worthy of our bargaining chip?"

A large light pink flower appeared in Dugu Bo's left hand. It had no leaves, a stem three feet long, and an extremely large flower, with a diameter of more than a foot. Each petal looked as crystal-clear as crystal, and the stamens were light purple, like purple diamonds embedded in it.

"A fairy product of Youxiang Qiluo? ! It really is a fairy product of Youxiang Qiluo! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, I have been looking for you all my life. Haha ..."

Yang Wudi had a seizure, dancing with excitement. Dugu Bo even wondered if there was something wrong with this flower. Was it not a poison killer, but a magical herb?

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I'm so happy. I've been looking for this fragrant fairy product my whole life. It would be a great help to our clan."

Yang Wudi recovered somewhat, but his excitement remained undiminished, and he was eager to try.