Beside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, misty vapor drifted through the air.
Tang San emerged from the spring, half cold and half hot.
He casually picked up the clothes set aside nearby and swiftly put them on. His complexion, which had been slightly pale from the alternating forces of ice and fire, had now returned to a healthy flush.
"Little San, are you all right now?" Tang Hao's concerned voice came from nearby.
Three days earlier, when the father and son had arrived here with Tang Xiao, Dugu Bo had been nowhere to be seen. He had presumably gone out.
After Tang San selected suitable Immortal Herbs for his father and uncle, he had Tang Hao pick the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and Infernal Delicate Apricot from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, mix them together, and swallow them. Tang Hao's body had alternated between freezing cold and scorching hot.
Before entering the water, Tang San had specifically warned the two of them not to touch the herbs here carelessly, or they could easily be poisoned to death. Then he had removed his clothes and jumped into the spring that could temper one's body.
"I'm fine, Father." Tang San turned to Tang Hao and Tang Xiao. "You and Uncle have both nearly finished absorbing the herbs' effects, right?"
Tang Xiao stretched his limbs, sensing the surging Soul Power within him, and laughed heartily. "Good lad, the Immortal Herbs you found really are marvelous!"
"I feel twenty years younger. Even my Soul Power bottleneck has loosened considerably."
Tang Hao nodded as well. "The hidden injuries I've carried for years have completely healed, and my Soul Power has fully stabilized at level ninety-five."
(Tang Hao and Qian Xunji had fought until both were badly injured, and he had then been pursued by Qian Daoliu for some time. The hidden injuries in his body had threatened his life, so there was no way his Soul Power could have improved.)
(This could only mean that when Ah Yin sacrificed herself, she had directly made Tang Hao a level ninety-five Titled Dulo. As for why a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor could raise Tang Hao by five levels, and without him even absorbing the Blue Silver Emperor's soul bone...)
(It could only mean the Blue Silver Emperor had a lot to offer, and Tang Hao could really drink.)
"Father, Uncle, do either of you have a Soul Tool that can store living creatures?" Tang San suddenly asked.
Tang Xiao froze briefly before shaking his head. "The sect does have a few, but I left in a hurry this time and only brought an ordinary Soul Tool. It's fine for storing miscellaneous items, but it probably can't hold living things."
"Uncle, give me your Soul Tool," Tang San said. "I'll gather some herbs for you to bring back to the sect disciples. Perhaps they can help them cultivate a little faster."
Hearing that, Tang Xiao immediately removed the Soul Tool from his waist and handed it to Tang San. "Good! Nothing could be better than contributing to the sect. Gather as much as you like; this Soul Tool has plenty of space."
Tang San accepted the Soul Tool, took out the small shovel he carried with him, and carefully began digging up the spiritual herbs around them.
As for the Immortal Herbs, he did not touch them. Without a Soul Tool specifically meant to store living creatures, digging them up recklessly would only waste their medicinal power.
Besides, Dugu Bo did not know their true value and certainly would not dare touch them carelessly. Leaving them here was the safest option.
Once they went to Shrek in a few years, he could come back for them and give them to the other five, raising their strength another level and allowing them to follow him better.
Several hours later, several figures descended from the sky at the entrance to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Qian Renxue descended using her Angel Martial Soul. Qian Daoliu arrived by walking through the air, with Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo close behind. Li Taibai stood atop a Green Lotus Sword, drifting leisurely along at the rear.
"Little San, stop digging. Someone has come down from above." Tang Hao abruptly raised his head, his expression instantly turning grave. He could clearly sense two powerful auras—both unmistakably at the Titled Dulo level!
"Be careful!" Tang Xiao reacted swiftly, and the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul instantly appeared in his hand. Violent Soul Power swirled around the pitch-black hammer.
Tang Hao did the same. The brothers tightly gripped their Clear Sky Hammers and stood back to back, staring warily upward.
When Tang Hao saw who had come, his pupils suddenly contracted. He instinctively took a step back, and the hand gripping the hammer's handle trembled slightly. The man at the forefront had long golden hair and a holy aura. Who else could it be but Qian Daoliu?
"This is trouble." Tang Xiao's expression darkened as well. Who on Douluo Continent had not heard of Qian Daoliu's fearsome reputation?
At level ninety-five, he and Tang Hao might be able to contend with an ordinary Super Dulo if they joined forces. But against the Grand Elder of Spirit Hall, their odds of winning were slim.
Tang San activated his Purple Demon Eye and saw the arrivals clearly. He recognized Porcupinefish Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo.
That woman looked remarkably similar to Qian Renxue, but why was she here?
Still, he was not panicking. His father, Tang Hao, was now a level ninety-five Titled Dulo, and his hidden injuries had fully healed.
His uncle, Tang Xiao, was equally formidable. Dealing with trash like Pufferfish and Snake Lance would be no problem at all.
A few breaths later, Qian Renxue and the others landed steadily and restrained the auras of their Martial Souls.
"Tang Hao, I never expected you to be here as well." Qian Daoliu spoke in an even tone, yet his voice carried an intimidating pressure.
"Senior, have you come to kill me?" Tang Hao circulated his Soul Power at full force. The air around him warped under that violent force as he prepared to strike at any moment.
Qian Daoliu gave him an indifferent glance. "If I had wanted to kill you, you would have died six years ago."
"Grandfather, you're saying he is Tang Hao?" Qian Renxue's gaze settled on Tang Hao, and her eyes instantly turned icy. Killing intent spread from her like something tangible. This was the man who had killed her father!
Qian Daoliu nodded, a trace of complexity in his voice. "Yes. He is Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect."
"Tang Hao!" Qian Renxue stepped forward, her voice trembling slightly with rage. "You killed my father. Today, I will make sure you are buried here!"
As her words fell, Porcupinefish Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo instantly released their Martial Souls.
The Pufferfish Martial Soul swelled into a ball, its spikes glinting menacingly. The Snake Lance Martial Soul flashed with cold light.
The atmosphere instantly froze, tense as drawn swords.
As Li Taibai watched the two sides confront one another, Raging Waves surged through his heart. When he saw the small, thin youth in particular, his pupils shrank sharply.
What's going on? Why are Tang Hao and the others here? This makes no sense!
Could that child be Tang San? This butterfly effect is way too absurd!
He hurriedly activated the system and inspected their fortunes. Tang Hao's was red, Tang Xiao's was red streaked with gold, while Tang San's was pure gold!
Three high-level fortune bearers! Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo only had purple fortunes, while his teacher Qian Daoliu had deep red fortune and Qian Renxue had gold.
The system divided fortune into six tiers: gray, white, blue, purple, red, and gold. With every rise in tier, one's fortune increased by dozens of times, or even hundreds.
Li Taibai stared blankly at those three dazzling glows of fortune. They were practically walking points!
Tang San's heartbeat accelerated. Though he had never met Qian Daoliu, he had heard of this Demigod's reputation. Tang San had met Bo Saixi, another Demigod.
His father and uncle were both level ninety-five Titled Dulos, but before a Demigod, they stood no chance at all.
Tang San clenched his fists. This time, they were probably truly doomed.
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