A ghostly glint flashed through Dugu Yan's emerald pupils.
The blue-green veins beneath her skin began to bulge uncontrollably.
"Urgh..."
She suddenly doubled over.
Mouthful after mouthful of thick green mucus spilled from her lips.
Sizzle—!
Sizzle—!
The mucus splashed onto the Green Stone, instantly corroding countless holes into the ground.
A sweet, fishy stench burst through the air, and the Old Locust Tree in the courtyard visibly withered away.
As the sickly green poison mist began to spread.
Li Zhexian called out urgently:
"Senior Dugu!"
Dugu Bo swept his sleeve, and the poison mist vanished without a trace. He asked anxiously:
"Yanyan, how do you feel?"
Dugu Yan panted heavily, drenched in sweat, her soaked hair clinging to her cheeks.
She stared blankly at her own fair, lustrous skin, feeling the air flow fresh and alive with every breath at last, no longer reeking of that sweet, fishy poison.
"Li Zhexian..."
"...Thank you."
As soon as the words fell.
Dugu Yan suddenly opened her arms, turned around, and tightly embraced Li Zhexian.
Caught off guard, Li Zhexian held both hands suspended in midair.
It was awkward—returning the hug felt improper, but not returning it seemed rude as well.
Yet soon.
He felt the front of his robes gradually grow damp.
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."
"Miss Dugu, congratulations on your new life. In the years to come, the clear breeze, bright moon, and fragrance of flowers through all Four Seasons will be by your side."
Dugu Bo's hand clenched tightly within 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 Zhexian's embrace, her delicate body trembling softly.
She lifted her tearful eyes toward the handsome face close at hand. A shy flush rippled through those eyes, now restored to their dark hue.
Then.
From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of her Grandfather nearby.
Only then did Dugu Yan snap back to her senses. She hurriedly released him, crimson blooming across her pretty face.
The atmosphere stiffened for a moment.
Li Zhexian coughed twice, breaking the silence.
"Senior Dugu, the snake venom in your body has been entrenched for decades."
"On top of that, it has been nourished day and night by the immense Soul Power of a Title Douluo. Removing it... will likely take some effort."
Dugu Bo smiled and nodded.
"Zhexian, whatever you say, this old man will do."
At this point, he trusted Li Zhexian completely.
One cup of wine had cured his granddaughter's poison.
What was there left for him to doubt?
After pondering for a moment, Li Zhexian said:
"Senior Dugu will need to give me some of your snake venom. I'll brew an antidote for you."
After careful consideration.
Li Zhexian had no intention of letting 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 insight and intelligence were both exceptional.
If he drank wine from the Clear Spring Wine Gourd and noticed anything unusual, that would be troublesome.
Li Zhexian knew 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 known by oneself alone.
In any case, the ultimate goal was to detoxify him.
Using Dugu Bo's own snake venom to brew Snake Saliva Rice Soul would work as well.
"A small matter."
Without a second thought, Dugu Bo nodded in agreement.
"Zhexian, I know my poison has taken deep root. If there's anything else you need, just say so."
Li Zhexian's gaze swept across the courtyard.
That Old Locust Tree, so broad it would take several people linking arms to encircle it.
Having been touched by the poison Dugu Yan had leaked earlier, it had now completely withered and died.
"The poison within Senior Dugu is far beyond what Miss Dugu carried."
"Even if a trace leaked out, it would be a catastrophic scourge upon Heaven Dou Imperial City."
At those words.
Dugu Bo looked troubled.
This was indeed a problem that had to be resolved.
Then he heard Li Zhexian mutter softly:
"If only there were some exquisite treasure land capable of suppressing snake venom..."
"The problem would be solved at once."
"Hmm?!"
Dugu Bo's aged face suddenly brightened.
"This old man does have such a treasure land!"
Sunset Forest was not particularly close to Heaven Dou City.
With Dugu Bo's speed.
In roughly half an hour.
He brought Li Zhexian and Dugu Yan to Sunset Forest.
The three climbed up the mountain path one after another.
Before long.
They reached the mountaintop.
It was an inverted cone-shaped mountain hollow.
The summit where they stood formed the edge of that hollow.
Billowing heat rose from within, carrying dampness and the scent of sulfur.
"Hoo..."
Li Zhexian slowly exhaled.
His expression appeared calm, but the hand hidden in his sleeve slowly clenched.
The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye...
Li Zhexian had finally arrived.
He wondered how much stronger this Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye, which could raise the potential of the Shrek Seven Devils, could make him.
"Among brewing methods, there is a wine made with Spirit Light Water that mutually generates and restrains itself, called—Ice Flame Immortal Dew."
"The effects of this wine are utterly heaven-defying. It can increase resistance to ice- and fire-attributed attacks, and it can also cultivate a powerful special physique."
"If my Wine Martial Soul can fuse with Ice Flame Immortal Dew..."
"Then perhaps there will be hope for the second form of Azure Lotus Sword Song as well..."
"Follow this old man."
Dugu Bo unfurled his body.
Like a nightingale spreading its wings.
He leaped from the pitch-black, bottomless cliff.
Concealed by the night, Dugu Bo's figure disappeared into the mist in the blink of an eye.
"Let's go too!"
Dugu Yan tilted her head toward Li Zhexian.
Her dark, sparkling eyes shimmered with a captivating light as she generously extended her hand toward him.
"Mm."
Li Zhexian 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 landed steadily on the ground.
Whoosh—!
Whoosh—!
The instant Li Zhexian's feet touched the ground.
Scorching and frigid Gale Wind rushed straight at him.
His left cheek burned with pain, while fine Ice Crystal formed across the right side of his face.
Soul Power surged around Li Zhexian's body, and only then did he feel somewhat better.
He looked ahead.
The sight before him left him speechless with shock.
On the left, a spiritual spring like scarlet magma churned and surged, its steaming heat distorting the air.
On the right was a bottomless frigid pool, with pale white mist drifting along its surface and frost forming over every blade of grass it passed.
Though one was red and the other blue, both lay within the same pool.
Yet they were clearly divided, neither encroaching upon the other.
Along the banks of the scarlet spiritual spring grew flame-shaped Spirit Grass, liquid dripping from the edges of their petals.
Around the azure cold pool spread Ice Crystal-like Immortal Flowers, frost glittering across their leaves.
Farther away.
Countless Spirit Grass grew wildly in tangled clusters, their roots weaving into a net and bursting with spiritual energy.
Every one of these plants brimming with spiritual energy...
Li Zhexian recognized them all.
All Spiritual Objects under heaven could be used to brew wine.
Time had held no meaning in that dream. In that dream, he had learned to recognize more than half the spiritual plants in the world.
It could be said.
Tang San's skill at identifying herbs.
Seemed to him as simple and immature as one plus one equals two.
Li Zhexian saw the Aromatic Silk Beauty radiating a pink glow, the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass shrouded in frost over its eight corners, and the Infernal Delicate Apricot, which resembled a fiery red cabbage.
Seeing Li Zhexian's delighted expression.
Dugu Yan tugged hard on Dugu Bo's sleeve.
Her meaning was obvious.
Grandfather!
Time to cough up the Gold coins!
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