San was right. This really was a treasure trove.
"San..."
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Tang San's grim expression, Tang Hao was puzzled. Hadn't they found a treasure trove?
"Father, we're still too late. There are no Immortal Herbs here. These are all poisonous plants Dugu Bo planted recently!"
Tang San clenched his fingers together, his nails nearly digging into his flesh. His voice trembled as he spoke.
The Immortal Herbs were his most important resource. They could grant him Ice and Fire Immunity and make him immune to all poisons.
He couldn't possibly obtain a ten-thousand-year Fourth Soul Ring without the three Immortal Herbs: the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, the Infernal Delicate Apricot, and the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew.
Tang San fell to his knees and punched the ground.
His heart was full of resentment.
He should have collected the Immortal Herbs first, then taken his time studying Soul Tools.
"San..."
"Damn it!"
"Dugu Bo must have taken them!"
When Tang Hao heard Tang San's words, all the joy in his heart vanished.
The Immortal Herbs... San had said they could nurture geniuses with Innate Full Soul Power, and even attract the attention of a god.
"No... The Holy Son. The Spirit Hall's Holy Son!"
"In my memories, Spirit Hall had a Holy Maiden, but no Holy Son!"
"He must have obtained the Immortal Herbs by chance!"
"Dugu Bo must have gotten some of them, too. That's why his Martial Soul changed."
Tang San realized that the people from Spirit Hall might have all taken Immortal Herbs.
His eyes turned bloodshot.
He knew how many Immortal Herbs there had been. There were enough to nurture a whole group of powerful experts.
Even Chrysanthemum Douluo of Spirit Hall knew about Immortal Herbs.
"Father, let's go to the Blue Silver Forest. I'm