Dugu Yan: Two Immortal Herbs in My Belly, My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven's

[Assessment: Target energy structure is excessively violent; utilization rate below 3%. Effect on a Planetary level first-order body is negligible.]

Li Yifei withdrew his hand, a trace of disappointment crossing his face.

"That's it?"

He murmured softly and shook his head.

"The body-tempering effect barely counts as better than nothing."

This scene left everyone in the Livestream Room and Spirit Hall utterly petrified.

That was the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye, a place where even a Titled Douluo would die upon contact!

Yet to him, it was merely "better than nothing"?

Dugu Bo felt as though his worldview had been ground into the dirt once again.

Just then, Li Yifei turned and looked at him.

"Your task is complete."

"Leave this place."

Dugu Bo froze.

"Sir... what do you mean by this?"

"I need to strengthen her." Li Yifei's gaze fell upon Dugu Yan beside him.

"A newly evolved Martial Soul requires a more suitable vessel. And you have only just broken through; your Soul Power field is extremely unstable. Staying here will interfere with the precise guidance of the energy."

His explanation sounded calm and casual, yet it carried unquestionable professional authority.

Dugu Bo wanted to say something more—such as, "Yanyan is still just a child," or, "Will it be dangerous?"

But the words reached his lips, only to be swallowed back down.

Danger?

In front of this monster, who could alter one's fate against the heavens with a casual gesture, what was the point of discussing danger?

Had his own earth-shattering Martial Soul Evolution just now been without risks? And what was the result? He now felt as though he could punch two of his former selves to death!

If the sir said he would interfere, then he would definitely interfere! If he remained here, he would only become an obstacle to his granddaughter's immense opportunity!

Having understood this, Dugu Bo no longer hesitated. He gave Li Yifei a deep bow.

"Everything shall be as you command, sir! This old man... this old man will wait outside!"

He hardened his heart, no longer looking at his granddaughter, then turned into a streak of green light and sped away.

He feared that if he looked one more time, the bond between grandfather and granddaughter would make him reach the wrong decision.

Only Li Yifei and Dugu Yan remained in the valley.

And Dugu Yan's camera, which was still livestreaming but trembling slightly due to her unsettled mind.

The atmosphere suddenly became rather delicate.

Dugu Yan nervously clenched the hem of her clothes, her heart pounding like a drum. Looking at the man before her, so handsome he seemed inhuman, she did not know what to say for a moment.

"Brother Yifei..."

Li Yifei turned around and met her eyes, filled with tension, admiration, and a trace of fear.

Unlike before, he made no domineering move. He merely spoke calmly.

"Your Martial Soul has evolved, but your body has become its shackles."

He spread open his hand. The Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and Infernal Delicate Apricot lay quietly in his palm, radiating extreme cold and heat.

"These two Immortal Herbs can break those shackles, allowing your body to undergo a transformation and catch up to your Martial Soul."

Dugu Yan stared blankly at those two legendary divine treasures, then at Li Yifei.

His tone was calm, without seduction or coercion, as though he were merely stating an established fact.

That calmness instead gave her tremendous courage.

"What... what should I do?" she asked softly.

"Eat them."

Li Yifei held the two Immortal Herbs out before her.

"Then enter that spring."

Dugu Yan's body trembled slightly as she looked toward that red-and-blue intertwined forbidden zone of death. Her pretty face instantly turned pale.

Even a Titled Douluo like her grandfather regarded that place as a dragon's pond and tiger's den. If she went in...

"It will hurt," Li Yifei added, shattering her illusions. "It will hurt so much that you feel as if your soul is being torn apart. But if you can endure it, the benefits you gain will exceed your imagination."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over her before finally settling on her dress.

"Also, the spring's energy will break down all impurities, including your clothes. Deal with that yourself before going in."

Having said that, he truly turned around, facing away from her and leaving her only a lofty, solitary back.

"..."

Dugu Yan was completely stunned.

She had imagined countless possibilities: being forced, being controlled, even being treated roughly.

But she had never imagined that he would be so... considerate?

He had given her a choice, explained the consequences, and had even considered her embarrassment enough to turn around on his own.

The Livestream Room instantly exploded.

[World's Number One Princess: Aaaaaah! He turned around! He actually turned around! What a gentleman! I'm dead!]

[Is Jade Not Jade: Oh my god, my heart was in my throat just now! I thought he was going to force himself on her... but instead... this contrast is way too heart-piercing!]

[Bunny Is So Cute: Brother Yifei is so nice... He was afraid Sister Yanzi would be embarrassed.]

[Ghost Cat: ...(silently deleted the "forced experiment" entry she had been preparing to record and rewrote it as "guided evolution")]

Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong slumped upon her throne, looking at the figure's back on the screen. For the first time, the flame called jealousy in her heart was replaced by a far more complicated emotion.

He clearly possessed the power to crush everything and could do whatever he pleased.

Yet he chose to abide by some kind of... rule? Or perhaps, respect?

That bearing of standing above all living beings while still retaining a sliver of compassion for the weak made her heart tremble even more than pure dominance and strength.

Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Qian Renxue's breath caught slightly.

From that back, she read an absolute confidence.

Because everything was under control, there was no need to force anything.

Because the outcome had long been decided, he could grant her dignity throughout the process.

"God..." she murmured. "Is this what true... divinity is?"

Beside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye.

Dugu Yan looked at that back, her cheeks red enough to drip blood.

Yet the fear in her heart was visibly fading away.

In its place rose an unprecedented determination.

This was the opportunity her grandfather had obtained through kneeling and kowtowing. It was the grace of rebirth Brother Yifei had granted her.

Pain?

If she was not even afraid of death, why would she fear pain?

As for her clothes...

She gritted her teeth. Everyone in the Chat Group was a girl anyway!

She picked up the two Immortal Herbs and, without the slightest hesitation, stuffed them directly into her mouth.

Boom!

Two torrents of icy and fiery energy erupted through her limbs and bones in an instant!

"Mm!"

Dugu Yan let out a muffled groan. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down her forehead as her entire body trembled violently.

Enduring that tearing agony, she walked step by step toward the edge of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye.

She did not take off her clothes.

Because she knew that before absolute power, that thin layer of cloth was as meaningless as dignity itself.

She would welcome her rebirth—or death—in her most complete form.

Under the breathless gazes of every girl in the Chat Group, Dugu Yan closed her eyes and leaped forward.

Splash.