Blood-colored Underworld King Vine (Please Keep Reading)

"Stop hitting me! I'll join the Soul Ring Pavilion, all right..."

Seeing this, Dugu Bo tried to dodge the incoming attack and hurriedly said.

The excruciating pain from Zhao Yun's fists was unbearable. Left with no choice, he could only submit to Zhao Yun's "tyranny" and be forced into joining the Soul Ring Pavilion.

"Since that's the case, you're one of the Soul Ring Pavilion from now on."

Seeing that Dugu Bo knew when to yield, Ling Feng gave a slight nod. Only then did Zhao Yun release his suppression of Dugu Bo.

Trying to escape under the watchful eye of a Limit Douluo was no different from a fool's dream. Dugu Bo understood this perfectly well and could only resign himself to his fate.

Dugu Bo was filled with resentment, yet he did not dare show even a trace of it.

The aggrieved look in his tiny eyes as he stared at Ling Feng and Zhao Yun made him look exactly like a wronged young wife.

That was hardly surprising. Every decision he had made so far had been made under the threat of force. How could he possibly have been willing?

He could not help feeling somewhat resistant, but he did not dare argue in the slightest, afraid that he would suffer another beating the next moment.

"Since you've just joined the Soul Ring Pavilion, I can't exactly let you go empty-handed!"

"I'll give you a mysterious gift later."

A moment later, as though he had suddenly recalled the poison within Dugu Bo's body, Ling Feng stroked his chin and said calmly.

After saying that, he ignored Dugu Bo's thoughts and walked straight toward the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Though Dugu Bo looked extremely unwilling, he could only follow helplessly.

He found it difficult to believe Ling Feng's claim that he could help resolve the poison in his body.

The poison had seeped deep into his bones. He had sought out countless famous physicians over the years to no avail, so he truly did not believe Ling Feng had any solution.

As they drew closer, the unique aura of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well grew ever more intense.

The powers of ice and fire intertwined around them, forming a strange yet spectacular sight.

Ling Feng stood at the edge of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, carefully observing the surroundings.

Nourished by the powers of ice and fire, the immortal herbs and spiritual plants here radiated captivating light. Every single one contained tremendous energy.

"Aromatic Silk Beauty, the bane of all poisons. It possesses the astonishing ability to neutralize every toxin. So long as one remains within the range of its fragrance, any poison will lose its effectiveness. It can neutralize countless poisons and is undoubtedly the finest immortal herb for warding off poison."

Ling Feng murmured softly, his gaze filled with fervor and excitement as his feet unconsciously moved toward the shore where the waters of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well met.

There, a large pale-pink flower stood proudly. Its blossom was enormous, and its pale-purple stamens added a touch of mystery to it.

Most peculiar of all, every petal appeared as crystal-clear as a gemstone. Reflected by the powers of ice and fire, they gleamed with enchanting brilliance, like an incomparably precious treasure.

"This is the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum. It's a neutral immortal medicinal herb. Once consumed, its medicinal effects can circulate through the limbs and open the eight channels of the blood. It can even help a cultivator forge an indestructible body. It also has one unique trait: it has no fragrance at all, relying solely on its medicinal power to display its wonders."

As Ling Feng examined it closely, he silently recalled what he knew about it.

Whenever he saw an immortal herb, its name and detailed description naturally surfaced in his mind.

Over the past eighteen years, he had carefully planned this trip to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

For this moment, he had consulted countless ancient texts and deeply imprinted the effects and methods of consuming these immortal herbs into his mind.

Finally, Ling Feng's gaze slowly settled on the two immortal herbs growing within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well: the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot.

"The Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass grows at the center of the Extreme Cold Yin Spring. Its appearance takes on a distinctive octagonal shape, with tiny stamen-like points glittering in its center like ice crystals. This is a peerless immortal herb of cold poison, containing immensely powerful cold energy and toxins."

"The Infernal Delicate Apricot opposite it grows at the center of the Blazing Yang Spring. Its entire body is fiery red, completely opposite in nature to the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass. It is an immortal herb of supreme fire poison, and its scorching power seems capable of burning everything around it to ashes."

Ling Feng looked upon these top-tier immortal herbs, his heart full of shock and delight.

Some of the immortal herbs here even had effects that had never been recorded in the original work. Ling Feng could not help marveling at them.

"Dugu Bo, do you know what is so extraordinary about this Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?"

After suppressing the excitement in his heart, Ling Feng turned to ask Dugu Bo behind him.

Dugu Bo snorted coldly. Though resentment filled his heart, he still answered.

"I've been here for many years, so of course I know. This Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well contains two extreme powers, ice and fire, while the immortal herbs within are an enormous aid to a Soul Master's cultivation."

"However, the powers of ice and fire are far too violent. If one cannot control them, approaching recklessly will only bring disaster upon oneself."

Ling Feng nodded slightly. "You're right, but in my view, the powers of ice and fire are not impossible to control. With sufficient Soul Power reserves and exquisite control techniques, they can be turned to one's own use."

"The poison in your body may be troublesome, but it can be resolved with the power of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and certain special immortal herbs."

Dugu Bo's heart stirred slightly. Looking at Ling Feng's confident expression, a faint ripple rose within him.

Could this mysterious fellow really have a way to resolve the poison that has plagued me for years?

Yet he did not dare place too much hope in it. He had been disappointed too many times and no longer dared trust others easily.

"What do you intend to do?"

Dugu Bo could not help asking.

Ling Feng smiled faintly but did not answer directly. Instead, he crouched down and began carefully selecting immortal herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

His eyes held professionalism and focus. To him, every immortal herb was like a precious treasure.

A moment later, he selected one immortal herb and stood up.

"This immortal herb is called the Blood-colored Underworld King Vine. It is only one step away from becoming a God Grade Immortal Herb."

"Its essence possesses powerful purifying abilities and can dispel all kinds of toxins. It can also repair the damaged meridians and Soul Power of cultivators poisoned by toxins, helping them recover their strength and even rise to greater heights."

"This immortal herb is the key to resolving the poison in your body. Combined with the powers of ice and fire in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, it will surely be able to gradually clear the toxins from your body."

"However, the process may be somewhat painful. You will need to endure it."

Ling Feng looked at Dugu Bo as he spoke.

Dugu Bo hesitated somewhat, but when he thought of how he had already joined the Soul Ring Pavilion, and that this might be his only chance to escape the torment of poison, he gritted his teeth and said.

"Fine. I'll trust you this once."

Ling Feng smiled calmly. "Sit cross-legged here and relax your body and mind. I'm starting."

Dugu Bo sat down as instructed. Following the proper method, Ling Feng ground the Blood-colored Underworld King Vine into juice, then slowly pressed both hands against Dugu Bo's back.