"Old Poison, just put your heart at ease. I'll definitely help you and your granddaughter remove this poison! It's just that I may use a little more of these herbs!"
Dugu Bo patted his chest, his voice full of confidence:
"Use as much as you like. As long as you can cure Yanyan and me, all these herbs are yours. It's no problem!"
"Old Poison, with your word, I'm relieved!"
Su Yu silently stepped aside, revealing the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well after he had thoroughly looted it.
"Hey, it's only a few herbs. Use them as much as you—"
Dugu Bo's voice was still hanging in the air when his gaze swept over the direction Su Yu had revealed. The boldness on his face instantly froze.
Wait, where did my huge garden go?
The valley that had once been filled with herbs arranged in pleasing disorder now looked like a vegetable patch ravaged by a storm.
The several century-old Blood Ginsengs he had carefully tended were nowhere to be seen.
Even the few Purple Leaf Vines in the cracks of the stone wall, which he had deliberately kept to suppress his poison, had vanished without a trace.
What pained him most was the beautiful patch of flowers on the edge of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. He didn't know what they were, but they had been beautiful!
Now, they were all gone!
"You... What did you..."
Dugu Bo pointed at the empty pits with trembling fingers. His dark-green brows twisted into knots, and even his voice had changed pitch.
"My Soul Ascension Grass! And that three-hundred-year-old Cinnabar Lotus in the corner! You dug them all up?"
Su Yu rubbed his nose, looking completely unperturbed. "Oh, those? They looked pretty good, and I thought they might be