Dugu Bo Backed Down! The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well Secured!

Dugu Bo collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air, his entire body soaked through with cold sweat.

The relief of surviving a brush with death and the terror of facing absolute power were intertwined on his pale face.

The Blue Silver Grass that had blotted out the sky slowly retracted its divine might, transforming back into specks of blue-gold light that sank into the earth and vanished.

It was as if the world-destroying scene from moments ago had never occurred.

The valley returned to silence.

Chen Xuan's figure was revealed once more, still standing with his hands behind his back, his robes not even bearing a single crease.

His calm gaze fell upon Dugu Bo.

"Are you convinced?"

The three faint words were heavier than a mountain, slamming hard into Dugu Bo's heart.

Dugu Bo jolted, struggling to climb to his feet. He no longer dared to maintain even a shred of his Title Douluo arrogance, bowing deeply to Chen Xuan with the utmost respect.

"I am convinced! This old man... no, this humble one, Dugu Bo, is thoroughly convinced and bows before you!"

His tone now lacked any trace of defiance, replaced entirely by heartfelt awe.

How could this be a mere Blue Silver Grass martial soul? This was clearly the power of a god!

He gave a bitter laugh, his expression turning complex.

"This humble one has truly had his eyes opened to your strength today, sir."

"However... the matter of the poison is likely not so simple."

Dugu Bo sighed, his face etched with worry.

"The poison of my Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor is passed down through generations, long since seeped into my blood and marrow. To suppress this toxin, I have tried countless methods and scoured the world for rare treasures, yet all to no avail."

"Your strength is heaven-defying, sir, but this poison of mine cannot be purged by force alone."

The implication was clear: while he acknowledged Chen Xuan's power, he still harbored deep doubts about his ability to cure the poison.

This was the final stubbornness of the continent's greatest poison master.

Chen Xuan remained noncommittal at these words.

Without a word, he simply raised his right hand and pointed at Dugu Bo from a distance.

Hum—

A wisp of soft, blue-gold light shot from his fingertip, instantly enveloping Dugu Bo's entire body.

Dugu Bo instinctively wanted to resist, but the moment the light touched him, his body shuddered, and he abandoned all such thoughts.

There was no expected impact, nor any discomfort.

In its place was a vast, majestic, and infinitely warm aura of life, wrapping around him like the warm sun of spring.

This life force was so pure and so immense that it made him—a Title Douluo who had lived with virulent poison for years and whose body was riddled with decay—feel so comfortable he nearly groaned aloud.

Every cell in his body was cheering.

His parched meridians were like land long denied rain, being frantically nourished by this fountain of life.

He even had the illusion that he had grown decades younger.

However, the next moment, something even more shocking occurred.

He could clearly feel the Jade Phosphorous Serpent poison that had lurked deep in his blood, plagued him his entire life, and clung to him like bone-eating maggots, finally being shaken off.

Under the radiance of the blue-gold light, it was like snow meeting a scorching sun, dissolving at an inconceivable speed!

Wisps of visible, ink-green toxic gas were forcibly expelled from his pores, only to be annihilated into nothingness within the blue-gold light.

Dugu Bo widened his emerald eyes, his mouth hanging open wide enough to fit an egg.

The stubborn malady that had plagued him for nearly a hundred years...

Just like that... it was solved?

All his pride and all his common sense were thoroughly overturned in this moment.

The man before him not only possessed god-like combat power but also the life force of a creator god!

Those so-called "heretical theories" he had held before were not heretical at all; it was simply that his own perspective was too low to comprehend such supreme truths!

Thud!

Dugu Bo could no longer hold himself up; his knees went weak, and he knelt straight down before Chen Xuan.

"Your great kindness, sir, Dugu Bo will never forget!"

"From this day forward, the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well is your private property, sir! You may take from it whenever you wish! This humble one is willing to act as your guide!"

He raised his head, his eyes filled with fervor and pleading.

"My granddaughter, Dugu Yan, also suffers from the serpent poison; I beg you, sir, to show mercy!"

"I shall have her head to the Blue Silver Academy immediately to study under you, if only you would deign to treat her!"

Chen Xuan withdrew his finger, and the blue-gold light dissipated along with it.

He glanced at Dugu Bo, who was kneeling on the ground, and nodded indifferently.

"Very well."

Having said that, he ignored this newly acquired "believer" and turned to walk out of the valley.

From beginning to end, Qian Renxue had watched everything quietly from the side, her beautiful golden eyes shimmering with strange brilliance.

Seeing her teacher leave, she hurriedly stepped forward to follow.

Returning to Heaven Dou City, Blue Silver Academy.

In her private courtyard, Qian Renxue shed her tight-fitting attire and stepped into the warm bath.

The swirling steam blurred her flawless, delicate body, allowing her restless heart to gradually calm down.

She rested her head against the edge of the pool and closed her eyes.

In her mind, she could not help but replay the scene from the Sunset Forest today over and over again.

That Blue Silver Grass that tore through the earth and blotted out the sky.

That supreme divine might that ruled the world and held life in its grasp.

All of this was deeply branded into the depths of her soul, impossible to cast away.

So, this was the true power of her teacher.

So, the Blue Silver Grass, a waste martial soul spurned by the world, could display such miraculous form in his hands.

She suddenly felt that her Six-Winged Angel martial soul, which she had once been so proud of, was so small and dim compared to her teacher's Blue Silver Grass.

Adoration, awe, curiosity...

Various emotions intertwined, making her constantly seek a reason to get closer to him.

She wanted to understand him better.

She wanted to... stay by his side forever.

Once this thought sprouted, it grew wildly like a vine, impossible to suppress any longer.

After a long while, Qian Renxue opened her eyes and rose from the bath.

She did not put on the ornate robes that symbolized her identity as Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, but instead took a simple, elegant goose-yellow dress from her storage Soul Tool.

Her golden hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and her stunning face, devoid of makeup, looked even more delicate and tender, nourished by the steam.

She looked at herself in the mirror, took a deep breath, and walked toward the backyard where Chen Xuan resided.

Academy backyard.

Chen Xuan was standing before that massive Blue Silver Grass, communicating with the consciousness hidden within.

"Ah Yin, the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well is now in our possession; it won't be long before you can truly be resurrected."

His voice carried a rare hint of gentleness.

The giant Blue Silver Grass seemed to understand his words, its massive leaves swaying gently without a breeze.

The sacred golden patterns on the blades shone brilliantly, and a sense of pure joy and reliance was clearly transmitted into Chen Xuan's heart.