Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Li Zhixian's Transformation Plan

A strange glint flashed through Dugu Yan's emerald-green pupils.

The blue-green veins beneath her skin began to swell uncontrollably.

"Ugh..."

She suddenly doubled over.

Mouthful after mouthful of thick green mucus poured from her lips.

Sizzle—!

Sizzle—!

The mucus splashed onto the bluestone, instantly corroding countless holes into the ground.

A sickly sweet stench exploded through the air, and the old locust tree in the courtyard visibly withered and died.

As miserable green poison mist began to spread.

Li Zhixian cried out urgently:

"Elder Dugu!"

Dugu Bo swept his sleeve, and the poison mist vanished in an instant. He asked anxiously:

"Yanyan, how do you feel?"

Dugu Yan panted heavily, drenched in sweat, her soaked temple hair clinging to her cheeks.

She stared blankly at her snowy white, lustrous skin, feeling the air with every breath—at last, it was alive and fresh, no longer carrying that sickly sweet scent of poison.

"Li Zhixian..."

"...Thank you."

As soon as the words fell.

Dugu Yan suddenly spread her arms, turned around, and tightly embraced Li Zhixian.

Caught off guard, Li Zhixian held both hands suspended in the air.

It would be awkward to hug her back, but not doing so seemed rather impolite.

Yet soon.

He felt the front of his robe gradually growing wet.

He sighed silently.

Patting the slender, trembling shoulders in his arms, he said gently:

"In spring, a hundred flowers; in autumn, the moon to admire. In summer, cool breezes; in winter, snow to hear."

"Sister Dugu, congratulations on your new life. In the years ahead, the clear breeze, bright moon, and fragrance of flowers through the four seasons will be by your side."

Dugu Bo's hand clenched tightly inside his sleeve.

He raised his head toward the sky, yet tears still streamed down his aged face.

"In spring, a hundred flowers; in autumn, the moon to admire. In summer, cool breezes; in winter, snow to hear..."

Dugu Yan murmured in Li Zhixian's embrace, her delicate body trembling softly.

She lifted her tear-filled eyes toward the handsome face so close at hand. Shyness rippled through those eyes, now restored to their ink-black hue.

Then.

She caught sight of her grandfather from the corner of her eye.

Only then did Dugu Yan snap back to herself. She hurriedly released him, a rosy flush blooming across her pretty face.

The atmosphere stiffened for a moment.

Li Zhixian coughed twice, breaking the silence.

"Elder Dugu, the snake venom in your body has been entrenched for decades."

"Coupled with the constant nourishment of a Titled Douluo's immense Soul Power, removing it... will likely take some effort."

Dugu Bo nodded with a smile.

"Zhixian, whatever you say, this old man will do."

At this moment, he trusted Li Zhixian beyond measure.

A single cup of wine had cured his granddaughter's poison.

What else could he possibly doubt?

After pondering for a moment, Li Zhixian said:

"Elder Dugu, I will need some of your snake venom to brew an antidote for you."

After careful consideration.

Li Zhixian did not intend to let Dugu Bo drink his wine.

The reason was simple:

Dugu Bo was not Zhu Zhuqing or Dugu Yan.

This Old Poison had decades of experience and was one of the continent's foremost experts. His discernment and intellect were both exceptional.

If he drank wine from the Clear Spring Wine Gourd and happened to notice something unusual, that would be troublesome.

Li Zhixian knew that Dugu Bo valued promises and kept his word.

But.

A gentleman did not stand beneath a crumbling wall.

A secret was only a secret when one kept it to oneself.

In any case, the ultimate goal was to cure the poison.

Using Dugu Bo's own snake venom to brew Snake Saliva Rice Soul would work as well.

"A trivial matter."

Without a second thought, Dugu Bo nodded in agreement.

"Zhixian, this old man knows that my poison runs deep. If you need anything else, just say so."

Li Zhixian's gaze swept across the courtyard.

The ancient locust tree, so thick it would take several people linking arms to encircle it.

Having been struck by the poison leaking from Dugu Yan earlier, it had now completely withered and died.

"The poison in Elder Dugu's body is far beyond Sister Dugu's."

"Even if the slightest trace leaked out, it would spell a catastrophic plague for Heaven Dou Imperial City."

At those words.

A troubled look appeared on Dugu Bo's face.

This was indeed a problem that had to be resolved.

Then, Li Zhixian muttered softly:

"If there were a place of spiritual beauty capable of suppressing snake venom..."

"The problem would be solved with ease."

"Hmm?!"

Dugu Bo's aged face abruptly brightened.

"This old man does have such a treasured place!"

Sunset Forest was quite a distance from Heaven Dou City.

With Dugu Bo's speed.

Around half an hour later.

He brought Li Zhixian and Dugu Yan to Sunset Forest.

The three of them climbed the mountain path one after another.

Soon.

They reached the mountaintop.

It was an inverted-cone-shaped mountain hollow.

The summit where they stood formed the edge of that hollow.

Rolling heat rose from within the hollow, bringing dampness and the scent of sulfur with it.

"Hah..."

Li Zhixian slowly exhaled.

His expression seemed calm, but the hand concealed in his sleeve slowly clenched.

Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye...

Li Zhixian had finally arrived.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye that could raise the limits of the Shrek Seven Devils—how much stronger could it make him?

"Among the methods of brewing wine, there is one wine made from mutually reinforcing and restraining Spirit Light waters. It is called—Ice Flame Immortal Dew."

"This wine has an outrageously powerful effect. It can increase resistance to ice- and fire-attribute attacks, and it can even cultivate a powerful special physique."

"If my Wine Spirit can fuse with Ice Flame Immortal Dew..."

"Perhaps the Azure Lotus Sword Song Second Style will also come into view..."

"Follow this old man."

Dugu Bo spread his figure.

Like a nightingale spreading its wings.

He leaped from the pitch-black, bottomless cliff.

Concealed by the night, Dugu Bo's figure vanished into the mist in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go too!"

Dugu Yan tilted her head toward Li Zhixian.

Her dark, gleaming eyes shimmered with captivating light as she openly held out her hand before him.

"Mm."

Li Zhixian took Dugu Yan's hand.

The two leaped down together.

With perfect coordination, their toes alternately tapped the protrusions along the cliff face.

The howling wind by their ears gradually weakened.

Until they finally landed smoothly on the ground.

Whoosh—!

Whoosh—!

The moment Li Zhixian's feet touched the ground.

Scorching and icy gale-force winds rushed straight at him.

His left cheek burned with pain, while fine ice crystals formed across the right side of his face.

Soul Power surged around Li Zhixian's body, and only then did he feel somewhat better.

He looked ahead.

The sight before him left him too stunned for words.

On the left, a spiritual spring like crimson molten lava churned violently, its rising heat distorting the air.

On the right lay a bottomless frigid pool, white mist creeping along the water's surface and leaving frost over every blade of grass it passed.

Though one was red and the other blue, both occupied the same pool.

Yet they were clearly divided, neither encroaching upon the other.

Flame-shaped Spirit Grass grew along the banks of the crimson spiritual spring, liquid dripping from the edges of their petals.

Around the azure cold pool, ice-crystal-like immortal blossoms spread outward, frost sparkling upon their leaves.

Farther away.

Countless Spirit Grass grew wildly in tangled profusion, their roots interwoven into nets as they burst with spiritual energy.

These plants suffused with spiritual energy...

Li Zhixian recognized every one of them.

All spiritual things beneath heaven could be used to brew wine.

Time had no meaning in dreams. In that dream, he had come to recognize more than half the spiritual objects in the world.

It could be said.

Tang San's ability to identify herbs.

Seemed as simple and immature to him as one plus one equaling two.

Li Zhixian saw the "Aromatic Silk Beauty," radiating a pink glow; the "Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass," its eight corners shrouded in frost; and the "Infernal Delicate Apricot," resembling a fiery red cabbage.

Seeing the delight on Li Zhixian's face.

Dugu Yan tugged hard at Dugu Bo's sleeve.

Her meaning was obvious.

Grandpa!

It was time for you to pay up!

There will be two more chapters in the early morning. From now on, there will always be two chapters released then, so everyone can read them in the morning!

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