Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well (Part 2)

Looking up, Huangfu Ji estimated that the mountain before him was five hundred meters tall. Combined with his memories and the faint scent of sulfur in the air, he could be completely certain that the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was here.

Dragon Wings spread from his back, and he leaped into the air, flying toward the mountaintop.

Before long, he arrived at the summit. What greeted him was an inverted cone-shaped hollow, with thick heat rising from its edges.

"Just as I thought."

Huangfu Ji could barely wait any longer. Though he had long been prepared, when he truly faced the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he still found it difficult to hide the excitement in his heart.

He flew into the hollow and soon arrived in a valley.

There, he finally saw the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well that he had dreamed of for so many years.

Before him lay an oval pool, its spring water divided into red and white, the two colors clearly separated and never encroaching upon one another. All kinds of plants grew around it. Though the mist obscured his view, Huangfu Ji trembled from excitement.

He carefully approached the spring and could sense the energy contained within this patch of heaven and earth. After staying there for only a short while, he was already finding it hard to bear.

Circulating his Soul Power to protect himself, Huangfu Ji began wandering around the spring. He saw many rare medicinal herbs here, all of them mature and old. Even in the outside world, they would be worth tens of thousands, perhaps even millions, of gold coins.

Naturally, he also spotted those immortal-grade herbs. Such herbs could not be measured with money at all.

Take this Aromatic Silk Beauty, for example. If Ning Fengzhi learned of it, forget a million gold coins—he would willingly empty the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for it. After all, it was an herb capable of evolving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Compared to that, what was money? If it was gone, he could always earn more.

Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was the number one Support System martial soul in the world and possessed supreme supportive abilities, it could only obtain seven Soul Rings, and its wielder could only cultivate to the rank of Soul Saint.

Otherwise, with Ning Fengzhi's talent, becoming a Titled Douluo would not have been a problem at all.

"If I sold the herbs here, raising an army of a hundred thousand men wouldn't be a problem."

Of course, he did not mean selling the immortal-grade herbs. He meant selling the other precious medicinal herbs. After wandering around for a while, he soon found the Aromatic Silk Beauty shrouded in a pink barrier of light.

Looking at the large pink flower before him, he smacked his lips.

This thing was not very useful to him, but perhaps in the future, he could use it to recruit the Breaking Clan. With this, Yang Wudi would definitely submit to him willingly.

After all, Yang Wudi had searched for it for decades without ever finding it.

He certainly had plans to recruit the four clans. In the future, when Spirit Hall moved against the Clear Sky Sect and forced it into seclusion, abandoning the four clans in the process, he could appear then and recruit them. The chances of success would be very high.

However, he would have to give the Strength Clan separate consideration, since they were fiercely loyal to Tang Hao.

Afterward, he found other immortal-grade herbs as well, such as the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum and the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower.

He even found the Lovesick Heartbreak Red.

Naturally, the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and Infernal Delicate Apricot also did not escape his notice.

Looking at so many immortal-grade herbs, he became conflicted. Which herb should he take?

At present, he had two choices before him. One was to consume the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, while the other was to consume the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and Infernal Delicate Apricot.

His martial soul was the Sacred Martial War Dragon, and these herbs were currently the most suitable for him.

"What a headache."

Squatting on a large rock, Huangfu Ji looked at the herbs before him, uncertain which one he should eat.

After agonizing over it for a full hour, he finally made his decision.

"I'll go with the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and Infernal Delicate Apricot."

He had thought deeply before choosing these two herbs. The main reason was that he still needed to recruit Dugu Bo, and the only method he knew to cure Dugu Bo's poison was this one. Thus, taking these two herbs was the best choice for now.

Besides, these two herbs could also strengthen his physique and allow him to absorb Soul Rings of greater age, even though he had already consumed Whale Rubber.

After making his decision, another difficulty lay before him: how was he supposed to take these two herbs away?

Picking them was easy. Taking them away was difficult.

Tang San's martial soul was Blue Silver Grass, so he could bring both herbs before himself at the same time. Huangfu Ji did not have such a martial soul.

"I can only take a gamble."

Taking an exquisite dagger from his Soul Tool, Huangfu Ji first approached the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass.

Looking at the eight-petaled white flower before him, he raised his hand and slashed. A flash of cold light swept past, and Huangfu Ji immediately retreated ten meters.

As the white flower fell to the ground, icy air instantly spread through the area.

"That's terrifying." Huangfu Ji shuddered. This thing was highly poisonous; consuming it alone would undoubtedly mean death.

He quickly went to the side of the Yang Spring. The moment he drew near, a wave of scorching heat washed over him, and he immediately summoned his martial soul for protection.

As his third Soul Ring lit up, dragon scales formed armor over his body, while golden gauntlets formed around his hands.

With the armor covering him, Huangfu Ji looked imposing and majestic. Yet he cautiously reached out toward the fiery red herb that resembled a cabbage.

Even with the dragon-scale gauntlets protecting him, he could still feel the searing heat. Enduring the intense pain, he carefully dug out the Infernal Delicate Apricot. Of course, he was not digging it out with his bare hands.

The Infernal Delicate Apricot could only be removed with jade, so he had prepared a small jade shovel beforehand.

By now, he was already feeling extremely unwell, so he had to consume the two herbs as quickly as possible.

After digging it out, the blood and energy within his body churned violently. Using the jade shovel to carry the Infernal Delicate Apricot to the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, he then flung it onto a huge boulder.

The jade shovel in his hand had been completely ruined and could no longer be used, but fortunately, he had already obtained what he wanted.

The two herbs counteracted each other. Without hesitation, Huangfu Ji stuffed both into his mouth at once, no longer caring about appearances.

The two herbs melted the moment they entered his mouth, releasing a fragrant aroma.

Next, Huangfu Ji removed his shirt, revealing the powerful muscles of his upper body.

Very soon, the two herbs began reacting inside him. First, his entire body turned icy blue, making him look like a little ice man. Then it turned red, as though he had just been boiled. The two colors alternated back and forth.

Huangfu Ji was in immense pain and discomfort, his breathing growing ragged. He felt like dying, but immediately afterward, an intense desire to survive surged within him. He couldn't die.

"Fuck, why does this hurt so much?"

Gasping for breath, Huangfu Ji didn't think twice before jumping toward the point where Cold Spring and Yang Spring met.

After entering the spring water, he felt his consciousness gradually fading. Yet at that moment, two strange energies slowly rose from the depths of the spring, then gradually entered his body.

The two energies neutralized each other within him. Huangfu Ji, who had been suffering unbearable pain, gradually calmed down. He even began to feel somewhat comfortable.

"Something's not right."

Huangfu Ji was a little puzzled. Was this what happened after consuming the two herbs and jumping into the spring?

Moreover, he could feel the energy of the spring gathering within his body as well. The terrifying energy contained in the two immortal herbs actually began to soften.

The phantom of the Sacred Martial War Dragon emerged at that moment, wrapping around Huangfu Ji.