Dugu Yan's Shyness: Strip? Uncomfortable, Men and women shouldn't touch, No!

"Strip... strip naked?!"

Dugu Yan's pretty face, which had been somewhat dazed, instantly flushed a deep crimson.

Looking like a ripened apple, she subconsciously crossed her arms over her chest and took two steps back.

"No... no way!

Absolutely not!"

Dugu Yan shouted in shame and indignation within her heart:

Senior, men and women should not touch, and Grandfather is right here!

How could you... how could you ask for such a thing!

Seeing his granddaughter suddenly turn red-faced with a strange expression, Dugu Bo hurriedly stepped forward and asked nervously:

"Yanyan, what did that senior say to you?

Is there somewhere on your body that feels uncomfortable?"

Dugu Yan bit her lip, finding it hard to speak, but under her grandfather's anxious gaze, she could only stammer:

"Grand... Grandfather...

That senior said, he wants me to take off my clothes and jump into that red and white pool of water..."

"What?!"

Hearing this, Dugu Bo's expression changed drastically, and shock and anger surged instantly within his emerald eyes.

He whipped his head around to scan the surroundings and shouted sternly:

"Senior!

This old man respects you as a peerless expert, but this joke has gone too far!"

"The spring water of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well—the Extreme Yin Spring is bone-chillingly cold, and the Extreme Yang Spring is hot enough to melt gold!

Let alone Yanyan, a level forty-nine Soul Ancestor, even this old man, a Title Douluo, would not dare to stay in those springs for long!"

"Let her jump in?

That's not cultivation, that's suicide!

That's murder!"

Dugu Bo was desperate to protect his granddaughter.

At this moment, he no longer cared that the other party was a two-hundred-thousand-year-old fierce beast; his soul power surged around him, clearly showing he had been truly provoked.

"Tsk, ignorant."

Just then, a streak of purple-gold light shot out from between Dugu Yan's brows, condensing in mid-air into the semi-transparent soul projection of Yu Nan.

Yu Nan crossed his arms, looking at the agitated Dugu Bo with a face full of disdain:

"Old Poison, you don't know a damn thing."

"If she were to jump in directly, this girl would naturally be reduced to nothing but bones.

But if she consumes the two peerless immortal herbs in this treasure land, it will be a supreme opportunity for her to be reborn!"

After speaking, Yu Nan ignored Dugu Bo's fury and pointed toward the center of the spring:

"Watch closely!

On the side of the Extreme Yin Spring, in the center, there is a white herb with an octagonal top.

And in the center of the Extreme Yang Spring side, there is a red herb that looks like a cabbage."

"Those are the 'Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass' and the 'Infernal Delicate Apricot'!"

"Both of these immortal herbs are highly toxic.

An ordinary person who touches them would turn into pus or be reduced to ashes within an hour."

Hearing the words "highly toxic," Dugu Bo's face turned even darker:

"Since they are highly toxic, why would you let Yanyan..."

"Shut up and let me finish!"

Yu Nan barked coldly, interrupting Dugu Bo:

"Poison can also counteract poison!

Although these two immortal herbs are certain death if taken individually, if consumed simultaneously, the extreme cold and extreme heat will neutralize each other within the body.

They will transform into the purest form of energy!"

"However, this energy is too vast; one must use the extreme cold and extreme heat of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well as an external force to suppress it, so it can be thoroughly refined and integrated into the bones and blood!"

"Once successful, your granddaughter will not only be immune to all poisons, but she will also gain an indestructible body impervious to water and fire!"

Having said this, Yu Nan stared intently at Dugu Bo:

"Old Poison, fortune favors the bold."

"Although your granddaughter has evolved into a Poison Dragon, her physical foundation is still too weak to withstand a two-hundred-thousand-year spirit bone."

"If you don't want her to be blown apart by the spirit bone later, do exactly as I say!"

Dugu Bo's expression flickered between light and shadow upon hearing this. He stared fixedly at the two herbs, a fierce battle raging within his heart.

Finally, Dugu Bo gritted his teeth, a flash of resolve crossing his eyes:

"Fine!

I will trust you this once!"

"If anything happens to Yan-Yan, I will drag this remnant soul of yours to the grave with me, even if I have to detonate my own core to do it!"

Yu Nan curled his lip in disdain:

"Rest assured, the girl is my host now; I want her to live even more than you do.

If she cannot hold on, I will personally intervene to protect her heart meridian."

With this promise, Dugu Bo hesitated no longer.

Dugu Bo took a deep breath and, following Yu Nan's instructions with the utmost caution, leaped toward the center of the spring.

He used a metal tool to harvest the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and a jade implement to collect the Infernal Delicate Apricot.

A moment later, the two immortal herbs, radiating extreme cold and scorching heat, were wrapped in spirit power by Dugu Bo and delivered before Dugu Yan.

Even through the protective barrier of spirit power, Dugu Yan could feel the terrifying aura rushing toward her.

One side felt as if it would freeze her soul, while the other felt as if it would evaporate her blood.

"Yan-Yan, do not be afraid."

Yu Nan's voice echoed in Dugu Yan's mind, carrying a hint of encouragement:

"Believe in me, and believe in yourself.

Eat them, then immediately jump into the junction of the red and white spring water!"

"As for your clothes... if you don't want them to be burned away and leave you exposed, keep your inner armor on.

Regardless, once the medicinal power takes effect, you won't have the luxury of worrying about such things."

Dugu Yan looked at the two strange-looking immortal herbs before her, then at her grandfather, whose eyes were filled with worry yet who was forcing himself to remain calm.

She took a deep breath, her gaze gradually turning firm.

"Grandfather, Senior Yu Nan, I will eat them!"

She knew this was her opportunity, the pivotal moment to change her destiny.

Without the slightest hesitation, Dugu Yan snatched the two immortal herbs and, ignoring the searing pain in her palms, shoved them into her mouth.

After chewing a few times, she forcibly swallowed them!

BOOM--!

The moment the immortal herbs entered her stomach, Dugu Yan's body instantly changed color.

The left side of her body was instantly covered in a layer of ice-blue frost.

The right side turned as red as a branding iron.

Red and white steam even began to rise from the top of her head.

Agony!

An indescribable, excruciating pain swept through her entire body!

"Now!

Jump!"

Yu Nan's roar exploded in her mind.

Dugu Yan fought against her crumbling consciousness and, using the last of her strength, leaped!

Splash!

Her delicate body traced an arc through the air, landing precisely in the center where the red and white waters of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well converged.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle--

The spring water boiled instantly, and Dugu Yan's figure sank into the water in the blink of an eye, vanishing from sight.

"Yan-Yan!!!"

Dugu Bo scrambled to the edge of the bank, his eyes bloodshot as he stared fixedly at the churning spring water, his heart in his throat.

"Stop howling, she won't die."

Yu Nan's phantom floated above the water, his gaze piercing through the surface.

He watched the cocoon of light struggling in agony below, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes:

"This girl's willpower is stronger than I imagined."

"Now, it all depends on how much of this fortune she can absorb..."

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, two months had passed.

Throughout these sixty days and nights, beside the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well in the Sunset Forest, it was as if a statue named "Dugu Bo" had been added to the landscape.

The Poison Douluo, who once struck terror across the continent, had long since lost his former imposing air.

Dugu Bo was unshaven with sunken eye sockets, his robes stained with dew and dust.

Yet, he remained motionless, staring fixedly at the water's surface, which was calm to the point of being eerie.