Seizing Opportunity, Ice and Fire Refining Body

Hu Liena watched from afar. Feeling the aura emanating from him, her beautiful eyes trembled as amazement filled her heart.

Was this all of his strength?

Before she could marvel any further, a flash of blade light flickered in Lu Leng's hand. Then, Thunderclap Wings spread wide, and in the blink of an eye, Lu Leng retreated.

At the same time, the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass fell at the blade's passing, dropping to the ground.

In an instant, a chill spread through the air, like an air conditioner blowing snow. A layer of frost instantly formed across the surroundings.

Lu Leng looked at his Zhan Luo. A chill seeped from it, trying to invade his body. But Zhan Luo suddenly trembled, thunderlight blazing as lightning coiled around it. Within moments, it scattered the cold aura. "Looks like a God-level Martial Soul is still a little stronger."

Lu Leng's heart stirred, and he immediately headed for the other side, where the scorching Yang Spring was located.

This time, he put away the Zhan Luo Blade.

The Infernal Delicate Apricot was different from the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass. The latter had to be harvested with metal, while the former had to be picked with jade.

Lu Leng did not have Mysterious Jade Hand, but... he possessed abundant modern knowledge.

His fingers brushed over his ring, and a jade blade ten meters long emerged from it!

That's right, ten meters! I prepared this especially. I wonder if Tang San would cough up blood if he saw it. Lu Leng cackled inwardly.

Looking at the jade blade, calling it a blade was less accurate than calling it a jade rod—only its tip had been sharpened.

This jade rod had been specially made by Lu Leng. Its front was thin while its back was thick, making it less likely to break. Of course, wrapped in Soul Power, it would not actually break anyway. This design was merely a precaution.

Furthermore, to insulate it from heat, Lu Leng had wrapped it in a thick layer of asbestos.

After taking out the jade blade, Lu Leng wasted no time.

With a flick of his hand, he easily cut down the Infernal Delicate Apricot. Then he swiftly scooped it up and tossed it high into the air. At the same time, the instant the jade blade touched the Infernal Delicate Apricot during the scoop, Lu Leng released the jade blade from his hand.

This required extremely precise timing and was incredibly difficult. He had to ensure the angle and force were right while also grasping the timing perfectly. Too fast, and the Immortal Herb would land off target. Too slow, and he would be burned! After the scoop, he watched as the Infernal Delicate Apricot landed steadily beside the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass.

Lu Leng was instantly overjoyed.

Tang San, you never expected this, did you? The Infernal Delicate Apricot that burned your hands to ruin was obtained by me using this method.

Hmph. If that bastard Morris Ward hadn't died so early, I'd have put on a show of picking it barehanded! Lu Leng felt immensely pleased with himself.

Once the two Immortal Herbs landed together, the previously extreme heat and cold immediately vanished without a trace.

Overjoyed by this sight, Lu Leng hurried forward and, without another word, stuffed them into his mouth and swallowed them in large mouthfuls. The Immortal Herbs melted upon entering his mouth and flowed directly down his throat, tasting incomparably sweet.

Yet just seconds after swallowing them, his body suddenly underwent a transformation. Two immensely powerful auras, one hot and one cold, erupted within him. His body turned blue on one side and red on the other, making him look extremely bizarre.

"Lu Leng!" Hu Liena cried out in fright.

At that moment, Lu Leng could not answer her. All his Spiritual Power was focused inside his body. Then he suddenly leaped into the point where the Yang Spring and Yin Spring met. After a few bubbling sounds, Lu Leng went still.

"Lu Leng!"

Hu Liena hurried forward to investigate. Just as she was about to reach out, she remembered Lu Leng's earlier warning and quickly pulled her hand back.

Seeing that the spring water remained motionless, Hu Liena could only suppress her worry and find a place to hide.

In the spring, Lu Leng's face twisted, his muscles tensed, and his veins bulged violently. He was clearly enduring unbearable pain.

Damn it, didn't Tang San pass out? Why haven't I passed out?!!

If he could have shouted, Lu Leng would have cursed aloud. This was fucking painful—pain unlike anything he had ever endured, so painful he could not even describe it.

It was like being skinned and having his tendons pulled out, then roasted by fire one moment and frozen by ice the next, over and over again in endless torment.

Logically, pain beyond his level should have knocked Lu Leng unconscious long ago, yet he stubbornly remained awake.

Lu Leng did not know why. Could it be because I stole Tang San's opportunity, and heaven is deliberately tormenting me? In truth, he did not know that this was also the work of his God-level Martial Soul. The God-level Martial Soul not only tempered his body, but also his Spiritual Power. His Spiritual Power was now incredibly strong, allowing him to remain conscious instead of passing out.

It could be said that he had suffered a hidden loss this time.

At the same time, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Dugu Bo were locked in a back-and-forth battle.

But the longer Dugu Bo fought, the stranger it felt. Chrysanthemum Douluo's attacks always gave him the impression that his heart was not in the fight. Moreover, in their previous battles, Chrysanthemum Douluo had always held a slight advantage. Why had he been retreating all day today?

Battles between Titled Douluo required complete concentration. As his opponent, Dugu Bo could immediately sense Chrysanthemum Douluo's attitude toward the fight.

Strange. Truly strange.

Meanwhile, Chrysanthemum Douluo was constantly calculating the time in his heart.

Lu Leng told me to hold him back for at least twelve hours. Only a third of that time has passed, but Poison Loach has clearly noticed something is wrong. Chrysanthemum Douluo considered what to do. Dugu Bo could sense changes in his thoughts, and Chrysanthemum Douluo could sense them as well.

"Old Chrysanthemum, if you've got the guts, stop running." Dugu Bo suddenly stopped chasing him.

Seeing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo turned back and said, "Poison Loach, you call this running? This is a flanking tactic, wearing down your Soul Power."

"Cut the crap. You're wearing down my Soul Power as if your own doesn't exist?" Dugu Bo cursed. Then his thoughts suddenly shifted. "Weren't you pretty damn impressive before? Why are you so weak today? Did some woman drain you dry, or are you... luring the tiger away from the mountain?!"

As he spoke the final four words, Dugu Bo suddenly roared.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's heart jolted, and his pupils constricted. He'd been discovered!

No, that wasn't right. He hadn't discovered anything. He was guessing! "Luring the tiger away from the mountain? Hahahaha!" Chrysanthemum Douluo laughed as though he had heard the greatest joke in the world. "Poison Loach, the premise of luring the tiger away from the mountain is that there's a tiger. You're just a loach. What exactly am I supposed to lure away?"

Dugu Bo could not help but ponder this. Was it not luring the tiger away from the mountain?

Then why had he been acting so strangely today? Dugu Bo could not figure it out, but when he thought of that place—even he did not dare enter it recklessly—he relaxed.

Seeing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

That was close. He had nearly baited it out of me.

Chrysanthemum Douluo struck while the iron was hot. "Old bastard, since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish today!"

"Ninth Soul Skill, Chrysanthemum Withers, the Ground Is Scarred, Flowers Fall and Hearts Break!"

Lu Leng, for your sake, I'm risking my damn life.