No, My Immortal Herbs

Mu Yuan rose from the spring, circulating his Soul Power as the moisture on his body instantly evaporated.

The two branches of the Divine Tree Martial Soul behind him had fully taken shape. They danced through the air with an overwhelming power that was almost impossible to look upon, exuding an intense sense of oppression.

Tang San watched this scene with an ashen face. Mu Yuan's Martial Soul had evolved, and his Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well had been destroyed.

There was no pain greater than this: he had witnessed the legendary Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well with his own eyes, and that treasured land had practically been within reach, yet he had been utterly powerless.

Having achieved his goal, Mu Yuan released Tang San from his restraints.

Tang San staggered to his feet and rushed to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, now reduced to an ordinary spring. Staring at the clear water within, he kept opening his mouth as though trying to say something.

Mu Yuan looked at Dugu Bo. "Senior Poison Douluo, release his mute acupoint."

Dugu Bo nodded and released Tang San's mute acupoint.

Tang San finally regained his ability to speak. His eyes bloodshot, he glared at Mu Yuan and roared, "Mu Yuan, how can you be so selfish? Do you know how many tens of thousands of years it takes for the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to form? You destroyed it for your own selfish gain!"

Mu Yuan replied calmly, "Tang San, I obtained this place through a fair trade with Senior Poison Douluo. What I do with it has nothing to do with you. Besides, Senior Poison Douluo agreed to spare you only out of consideration for me. By both reason and sentiment, you should be thanking me instead of accusing me without cause."

Tang San gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

This was outrageous. Mu Yuan had destroyed his precious Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well right before his eyes, yet he was supposed to thank him?

However, Tang San knew he still needed Mu Yuan to leave this place, so he could only swallow his fury and endure the humiliation.

"Thank you. Fine, thank you, Mu Yuan!" Tang San forced himself to express his gratitude despite his resentment.

But after thanking him, Tang San suddenly remembered what Mu Yuan had said about the trade.

Mu Yuan had traded with Poison Douluo for the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

But the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was priceless. What could possibly be more valuable than it?

Seizing on this loophole, Tang San hurriedly turned to Dugu Bo and said:

"Senior, Mu Yuan just said that he traded with you for the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well—this spring. Could you tell me what he used in exchange? You may not know this, but this spring is extraordinarily valuable. Nothing ordinary can compare to it. Don't let him deceive you!"

Dugu Bo looked at Tang San coldly and did not answer his question at all.

To Dugu Bo, no matter how precious this so-called Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was, it had been worthless in his hands. It could not compare to the value of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone. Since he had completed the trade, there was absolutely no chance he would ask for it back.

Moreover, Mu Yuan had genuinely defeated him before the trade. By the rules of the soul master world, even if Mu Yuan had directly seized the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, there would have been nothing he could do.

Yet under such circumstances, Mu Yuan had still chosen to trade. That alone was enough to show Mu Yuan's noble character.

In contrast to Mu Yuan, Tang San's character was utterly vile.

If not for Mu Yuan, Dugu Bo would never have released Tang San so easily. He would have handed him over to his good friend, Prince Xue Xing, and Tang San would certainly have suffered greatly.

Tang San had escaped this ordeal because of Mu Yuan, yet he showed no gratitude whatsoever. Instead, he repaid kindness with hostility, immediately trying to drive a wedge between Dugu Bo and Mu Yuan. What a naturally wicked little man.

Dugu Bo said to Mu Yuan:

"Young friend, Tang San's character is so vile that I don't think you need save him. This old man can simply use him as material for cultivating Poison Cultivation, saving you trouble in the future."

Tang San swallowed, fear flashing through his eyes.

This place looked completely deserted. If Dugu Bo truly dealt with him here, he would have no ability to resist.

Fortunately, Mu Yuan ultimately did not agree.

Mu Yuan shook his head and said to Dugu Bo, "Forget it. Senior, you may not know this, but Tang San is Tang Hao's son. Killing him may bring trouble. If you dislike him, simply drive him away."

Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Douluo?

Only then did Dugu Bo learn of Tang San's background. He was actually Tang Hao's son.

Dugu Bo considered it. Tang Hao had no attachments, and killing Tang San would indeed be troublesome.

For the moment, he abandoned the idea of getting rid of Tang San.

Tang San also picked up on some information. Though he still did not know his father's exact identity, he could infer a thing or two from their attitudes.

His father was surely a powerful soul master at the level of a Titled Douluo. Only then could he make Dugu Bo, also a Titled Douluo, wary of him.

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed his life had been spared.

But just then, Tang San saw Mu Yuan walk over to the various Immortal Herbs beside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and begin digging them up.

Tang San's pupils constricted. "Wait, what are you doing?!"

Without even looking up, Mu Yuan said:

"These medicinal herbs are valuable. I'm digging them up to take them back."

Tang San hurriedly said:

"Stop right now! Do you even know what these are? What you're doing is simply destroying priceless treasures. Their medicinal effects will be greatly lost."

Mu Yuan remained unmoved. "What does that have to do with you? I've drained all the energy from the spring, and these herbs won't gain much by staying here. I traded for all of these from Senior Poison Douluo. I may not know much about them, but that doesn't stop me from taking them away!"

Tang San's expression turned anxious. Watching Mu Yuan's method, he could not help saying:

"No, slow down! Don't damage the roots and stems! What are you doing? Is that how you harvest a Cinnabar Lotus? Your methods are far too crude!"

Mu Yuan casually placed the harvested Cinnabar Lotus into a jade box and said:

"So this thing is called a Cinnabar Lotus? It seems you know quite a bit about these. Why don't you do it?"

Tang San said, "Why should I? You were just talking about getting rid of me, and now you want me to help?"

Mu Yuan said, "Then if you aren't helping, don't talk."

With that, Mu Yuan continued harvesting the next herb.

Seeing Mu Yuan's rough methods, Tang San guessed that he knew nothing about medicinal herbs. His eyes shifted as he said, "Wait. I can help, but I get to choose ten herbs first. That's not too much to ask, is it?"

Mu Yuan did not slow down in the slightest and continued harvesting, clearly refusing Tang San's request.

Watching Mu Yuan crudely dig a Crystal Blood Jade Ginseng out of the ground, Tang San's heart bled.

"Wait, five plants. Five will do! Your methods are too crude. If I help you harvest them, I can preserve the herbs' medicinal properties at their best. You'll definitely get a much better deal!"

Tang San tried to negotiate.

Mu Yuan's response was to yank a Nine-Leaf Dragon Claw Vine out by the roots and stuff it whole into a jade box.

Watching this, Tang San felt as if something he dearly loved was being brutally abused again and again.

"Three plants, then. Three is acceptable, right? There are hundreds of precious herbs here. I'm willing to do you such a huge favor, and you aren't even willing to give me three?"

Mu Yuan stopped what he was doing and said calmly:

"Not even one. There is no such thing as a free gift in this world. I traded a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone to Senior Poison Douluo for these medicinal herbs. We are both soul masters, so we understand best the value of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone. If you truly want them, bring a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone to trade with me as well."