Douluo: Starting by Crafting Guns Chapter 41

The Water Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King were, during their lifetimes, mighty God Kings who surpassed the first-tier gods of the God Realm.

As two of the eighteen great God Kings under the supreme Dragon God during the era of the Ancient Dragon Realm, the power the Water Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King possessed in life was not much weaker than that of the five current God Kings of the God Realm.

Although they had fallen in the ancient era and countless tens of thousands of years had passed since then.

Yet, as long as even a tiny remnant of them remained—even a single bone or a piece of dragon scale—it would be a massive fortune for Shen Feng today.

At the very least, it would be a fortune no less significant than immortal-grade medicinal herbs.

Not to mention that Dragon Kings of the God King level might still retain treasures such as Dragon Crystals, Reverse Scales, divinity, or Godhood Inheritance.

Compared to these treasures, the rare immortal-grade medicinal herbs within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well were merely scraps and leftovers.

With these thoughts in mind and his pace never faltering, Shen Feng soon arrived at the side of the vermilion Yang Spring of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

As soon as he approached the Infernal Delicate Apricot, Shen Feng felt a wave of heat rush toward his face. Immediately after, his skin began to flush red, and the fire poison began to erode his skin, the burning pain instantly spreading throughout his body and surging straight into his mind.

Shen Feng frowned slightly, gritting his teeth as the soul power within him began to boil. The Black Scale Armor of his External Spirit Bone instantly covered his entire body, and his Body Martial Soul was also activated in a concealed manner, a faint, inconspicuous golden light condensing beneath the black scales to form a second layer of defense.

Just by getting close to the Infernal Delicate Apricot, Shen Feng had to be fully armed and nearly go all out.

If he were to consume it, he truly didn't know what the consequences would be.

Dugu Bo clearly saw Shen Feng's hesitation and immediately spoke up to dissuade him: "Xiao Feng, why don't we forget it? Safety comes first. We still have so many other immortal-grade medicinal herbs; there's no need to take such a risk."

Shen Feng's brows were locked tight, and he gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, old man, I know what I'm doing."

Taking a deep breath, Shen Feng had already made up his mind. He flipped his hand to retrieve a jade plaque from his wrist guard and flicked it toward the base of the Infernal Delicate Apricot.

The Infernal Delicate Apricot contained extreme fire; it could not be touched by metal or iron, and only jade could harvest it without diminishing its efficacy.

With his left hand, he scooped up the Infernal Delicate Apricot, while lightning flashed on his right hand. He gripped his Leiming Blade tightly, and one yellow and two purple spirit rings emerged, rapidly revolving around his body.

The second purple spirit ring lit up, and Thunder Flash was activated.

Transforming into a bolt of lightning, Shen Feng crossed the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well directly, appearing like a flash at the end of the pure white Yin Spring.

He swung his blade to sever the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, flicked the tip of the blade upward to dissipate the Leiming Blade, and caught it steadily with his right hand.

The Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass contained extreme ice, and all its properties were the exact opposite of the scorching Infernal Delicate Apricot.

Conversely, the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass had to be cut with metal and iron to ensure not a single bit of its medicinal efficacy was lost.

Consuming the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot was extremely dangerous; the medicinal properties of both had to be perfectly balanced, so Shen Feng dared not harvest them recklessly and could only follow the procedure strictly.

With both poisonous herbs now in his hands, one on the left and one on the right, they immediately began to attack and contend with each other, using Shen Feng's body as their battlefield.

The pain had already begun to erode Shen Feng's will, and his body began to show extremely obvious changes.

Half scorching hot, half freezing cold, his body was divided down the middle, presenting two highly abnormal colors: red and white.

With no time to delay, Shen Feng immediately brought the two poisonous herbs together.

Strangely enough, despite being extremely cold and extremely hot just moments before, the moment they were pressed together, both the cold and heat vanished simultaneously.

Even the red and white colors on Shen Feng's body faded slightly at this moment.

At this time, the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass was shrouded in a faint red glow, while the Infernal Delicate Apricot was shrouded in a faint white mist.

Only by having these two energies entwine and restrain each other could this fragile balance be achieved.

Shen Feng knew that he could not afford the slightest hesitation now. Although these two immortal herbs would be restrained by each other's energy after being combined, their efficacy would completely vanish due to their mutual opposition after ten breaths.

Ten breaths was the perfect window to consume them.

Without hesitation, Shen Feng's eyes turned red, and like an ox chewing on a peony, he ruthlessly stuffed the two poisonous herbs into his mouth in large bites.

Although the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot were called poisonous herbs, they were not actually toxic; it was simply that the ice and fire energy contained within them was too pure, and humans, as beings of coexisting yin and yang, were not blessed enough to withstand them.

When they were combined into one, the yin and yang energies would rapidly balance, losing their previous tyranny and providing humans with a chance to consume them.

The immortal herbs melted the moment they entered his mouth, turning into nectar that slid down his throat. Shen Feng felt saliva pooling under his tongue, a refreshing fragrance overflowing.

The taste was unexpectedly good, Shen Feng thought to himself, only hoping that they wouldn't become too violent afterward.

While thinking this, Shen Feng quickly tore off his personal belongings and tossed his storage Soul Tool to Dugu Bo, who was standing to the side.

"A real man is entering the water, ladies stay back!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than, within three breaths, Shen Feng's body began to tremble violently.

A layer of ice blue rose from beneath his feet, and in the blink of an eye, Shen Feng had turned completely blue.

Immediately following that, a layer of red rose up, and Shen Feng rapidly turned red again, looking just like a freshly boiled shrimp.

Blue and red alternated, looking extremely eerie.

And it was through this simple process of alternation that Shen Feng's spirit nearly collapsed.

If his body hadn't been sufficiently robust, and if he hadn't tempered his mental will once before when absorbing the Ox Dragon spirit ring, he likely would have lost consciousness and passed out from the excruciating pain by now.

With no time to dwell on the sensation, Shen Feng took advantage of the fact that he could still control his body and forcibly mobilized his soul power to activate his second spirit skill.

A flash of lightning streaked by, and Shen Feng appeared at the very center of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, at the intersection of the Yang Spring and the Yin Spring.

"Plop~"

A faint splash erupted as Shen Feng submerged into the spring water, sinking into it in an instant.

Dugu Yan frowned, her jade hands clenched tight as she looked at Dugu Bo with anxiety.

"Grandpa, will Xiao Feng be alright?"

Dugu Bo wore a troubled expression, glancing at the wrist guard in his hand before sighing. "Just wait. Good people have their own protection; he will certainly be fine."

Time flowed like water; from night to dawn, it was merely the moon hiding and the sun appearing.

The spring water within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well had only churned the moment Shen Feng jumped in, after which it returned to its usual silence.

The calm surface of the water remained without the slightest ripple, even now, several hours later.

The milky white and crimson spring waters remained as distinct as ever, water vapor still permeated the air, and everything had returned to a state of stillness.

"Sigh~"

Dugu Bo looked up at the brightening sky, then looked down at the wrist guard in his hand, letting out a long sigh.

Dugu Yan frowned, her beautiful eyes looking sorrowfully at the calm Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

"Grandpa, is he really not coming back up?"

Dugu Bo sighed again: "Heaven is jealous of talent."

Dugu Yan's pupils contracted suddenly. "Is he really dead?"

Dugu Bo shook his head: "I don't know. An hour ago, I could no longer sense his aura."

Dugu Yan was speechless, her red lips parted slightly, but she couldn't utter a word despite opening and closing them several times, her expression heavy and filled with the sorrow of mourning one of her own kind.

Dugu Bo glanced at Dugu Yan, sighed once more, and injected a wisp of spirit power into Shen Feng's storage Soul Tool, taking out a rather old book.

"The dead are gone, and the living must go on. Yanyan, don't think too much, and don't let down Xiao Feng's intentions."

Clearly, Dugu Bo had misunderstood Shen Feng; Shen Feng had only wanted him to keep the items safe, not to inherit his estate.

But at this moment, Shen Feng obviously couldn't care about these trivial matters, because he had already dived to the bottom of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and discovered treasures more valuable than all his assets combined.

One milky white, one crimson—two dragon skeletons, each over a hundred meters long, constantly emitting brilliant, precious light from their bodies.

An hour ago, Shen Feng had slowly awakened in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, surprised to find his entire body submerged in the spring water.

Surrounded by the milky white and crimson spring water, he felt not the slightest discomfort, nor even the suffocating sensation of drowning.

After sensing the state of his body, Shen Feng completely understood what was going on.

Having soaked in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well for several hours, Shen Feng had unknowingly absorbed the full efficacy of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot into his body, settling them into his meridians and bones.

However, the medicinal power contained within these two herbs was too vast; it was simply not something Shen Feng could fully absorb in such a short time.

Therefore, consuming these two highly toxic immortal herbs did not increase his spirit power much, only raising his level from 35 to 36—better than nothing.

It seemed that it was precisely because of this massive medicinal power that Shen Feng had accidentally entered a state of embryonic breathing.

That was why he could maintain his life in the oxygen-free spring water.

Beyond that, having initially completed the Ice and Fire Body Tempering, Shen Feng naturally gained the traits of being immune to water and fire, and resistant to all poisons.

Of course, immunity to water and fire did not mean total negation, and resistance to all poisons did not mean he was truly fearless of lethal toxins; it simply meant that Shen Feng's resistance to these elements had been greatly enhanced.

The most obvious manifestation was that the spring water in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, which even a Title Douluo would not dare touch lightly, was no longer a threat to him.

The milky white Extreme Cold Yin Spring was merely cold water to him now, barely enough to give him goosebumps.

The crimson Scorching Yang Spring was just a slightly hot hot spring; although it was a bit scalding, it was entirely bearable, and soaking in it for a while even felt somewhat refreshing.

Discovering that he was not only unafraid of the ice and fire spring water but also didn't need to breathe, Shen Feng had a flash of inspiration. Thinking there was no time like the present, he took advantage of not needing to breathe underwater and dived to the bottom of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

It was precisely because of this that Dugu Bo lost his perception of Shen Feng; the excessive ice and fire spring water directly blocked his Title Douluo-level spiritual power.

And Shen Feng, the deeper he dived, the more he felt fortunate, and the more he felt his sudden inspiration had been wise.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was shaped like a conical deep well; the deeper it went, the larger the space, and the greater the water pressure.

Shen Feng adapted to the water pressure while slowly diving. It took a full hour, and he didn't know how many meters he had descended, before he finally reached the bottom.

The spring water here was no longer distinct; it was intertwined, with the milky white and crimson mixed together to present an orange-yellow color like magma.

If it weren't for the lack of the viscous texture of magma, Shen Feng would have suspected he had passed through the Earth's crust.

In this kind of water, even Shen Feng, who had undergone Ice and Fire Body Tempering, began to feel extremely uncomfortable.

First was the immense water pressure, which challenged the limits of his physical fitness every moment.

Even though he had activated his Body Martial Soul and External Spirit Bone, this massive pressure still made his bones creak, and his body even showed slight distortion.

Second was the overly abundant ice and fire elemental power, which challenged his willpower to the limit every moment.

Even though Shen Feng had gained a body immune to ice and fire, being in this mixed area with such abundant elemental power still made him feel icy cold on the surface, as if falling into an ice cave, while his body felt scorching hot, as if being burned by fire.

Pain, cold, and heat—three completely different torments were challenging Shen Feng's limits every second.

If he didn't need to breathe, Shen Feng would have likely drowned here long ago.

If he hadn't refrained from surfacing after the Ice and Fire Body Tempering was complete, and hadn't maintained that internal circulation of embryonic breathing, he would likely never have been able to reach this place in the future.

Not to mention anything else, the hour-long dive alone would be enough to stop 99.9% of the world's oxygen-dependent creatures.

Coupled with the obstruction of the ice and fire spring water, Shen Feng was likely the only person in this world capable of reaching this spot.

If he missed this opportunity, Shen Feng would likely have to wait until he reached the Title Douluo realm before he could have another chance to explore this place.

However, by that time, the opportunity would have long since passed; missing out on early-stage development meant that even if he spent ten or a hundred times the effort later on, it would be difficult to make up for it.

After all, some things, once missed, are missed forever, with no room for redemption.

Fortunately, Shen Feng had not missed this heaven-sent opportunity this time.

Moving his hands and feet gently, Shen Feng slowly arrived in front of the massive skull of the Fire Dragon King.

At the center of the Fire Dragon King's crimson forehead, a brilliant red treasure light was exceptionally eye-catching.

Shen Feng knew that this was the Dragon Crystal of the Fire Dragon King, the very source of all its power.

With an excited heart, Shen Feng extended his right hand, a flash of lightning streaked by, and the Leiming Blade instantly appeared.

"Glug, glug, glug." (Senior, I am a descendant of the dragon.)

"Glug, glug." (Thank you for the legacy you left for your descendants. I now need to take your Dragon Crystal to use it to save the world.)

"Glug, glug." (Since you aren't speaking, I will take your silence as consent. Thank you again for your sacrifice for your descendants.)

Click—, the tip of the Leiming Blade wedged itself into the gap between the Dragon Crystal and the Fire Dragon King's skull.

Pry!!!

"Glug." (One, two, three, heave!)

Facing a god-level creature like the Fire Dragon King, Shen Feng had no better way to handle it; even though only its skeleton remained, Shen Feng could only use this clumsy method, hoping that brute force would work a miracle.

Beneath the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the cold was bone-chilling, the flames scorched the heart, and the water pressure was immense.