Looking at Lu Fan's Martial Soul, Dugu Bo came to a realization. "No wonder that sissy Chrysanthemum Guan took you as his disciple. So you have the same Martial Soul."
Lu Fan was speechless. "Why don't you take another look at your herb garden first?"
Dugu Bo sneered. "I know what you mean. Are you saying there's a flower in my herb garden that looks exactly like yours?"
"I won't deny that I can't even name ninety percent of the rare flowers and exotic herbs in this garden. But I know this one, precisely because I know it is identical to Chrysanthemum Guan's Martial Soul."
"You don't know these herbs, but I do, and so does my teacher. Not only do we know them, we even know their effects."
"As long as you agree to give this herb garden to me and protect me for ten years, I guarantee that I'll help you and Sister Yanzi detoxify yourselves. I'll also raise Sister Yanzi's Soul Power by at least five levels in a single day without any side effects."
Lu Fan's conditions could not have been more generous.
Although, after learning the value of both sides, one might feel that Lu Fan was getting the better end of the deal.
But knowledge was priceless.
To Dugu Bo, who did not know how to use them, these herbs were no different from a treasure trove he could not access.
As far as he was concerned, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well could only help suppress the poison of his Martial Soul and grow medicinal herbs.
In contrast, the conditions Lu Fan offered would bring Dugu Bo benefits far greater than the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well ever could.
More importantly, Lu Fan would not treat the Dugu Family the way