Severing the Little Scoundrel's Opportunity

Dugu Yan found the more she looked, the more familiar it seemed, and the more her heart hammered against her ribs, her body beginning to tremble slightly.

It wasn't out of fear, but the sheer, overwhelming excitement of someone who had just hit a jackpot twice over.

Moreover, this was countless times more exaggerated than any jackpot; the immortal treasures in her grandfather's herb garden numbered at least a hundred.

Calculating at the minimum of one hundred thousand points each, one hundred stalks equaled ten million points—and that was a price without a market.

Converting those points into Gold Soul Coins, that was a baseline of one billion Gold Soul Coins!

Her mind buzzed, and after swallowing hard, she struggled to close the shop interface and returned to the Chat Group.

[Dugu Yan: Group Leader brother, is the information about those immortal treasures in there true?]

[Wu Xing: Naturally it is true. You understand now just how wealthy your grandfather is, don't you?]

[Dugu Yan: I understand now. Thank you, Group Leader brother. I'll send you those pajama photos later.]

[Ning Rongrong: ???]

[Xiao Wu: ???]

[Zhu Zhuqing: ...]

[All girls: ...]

At this moment, the others had also returned to the chat interface from the shock brought by the immortal herbs, only to see this scene and immediately fire off a string of question marks.

[Wu Xing: Dugu Yan, don't get happy too soon. Your grandfather doesn't know the function of these immortal herbs; he treats them as weeds, and in the end, they'll all go to benefit others.]

[Dugu Yan: What!]

[Dugu Yan: Group Leader brother, I'm leaving for a moment. I'll send you a few more photos when I get back.]

Still reeling from the massive windfall, Dugu Yan couldn't sit still the moment she heard Wu Xing say the herbs in her grandfather's Herb Garden would benefit others, and she jumped right off her stone stool.

Without another word, she hurried off in the direction of the Sunset Forest.

She didn't even have time to greet Ye Lingling when she ran into her on the road, zipping past her good friend like a gust of wind.

She left Ye Lingling standing there, completely bewildered.

All she could think about now were those stalks of immortal herbs; the mere thought of them going to someone else because her grandfather didn't know their value made her wish she had grown an extra pair of legs to run faster.

As Dugu Yan logged off and rushed away, the Chat Group was once again stirred into a frenzy by the topic of immortal herbs.

[Ning Rongrong: Brother Wu Xing, can that Aromatic Silk Beauty really evolve my Martial Soul into a Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda?]

[Bibi Dong: Lord Wu Xing, do you mean to say that Dugu Bo possesses many such immortal treasures?]

[Ning Shui Fei Luan: Group Leader, can these immortal herbs really cause a qualitative change in a Soul Master?]

[Nine-Tailed Sky Fox: Lord Wu Xing...]

Seeing them all impatiently clamoring for answers, Wu Xing spoke unhurriedly.

[Wu Xing: Of course it's true. Never mind evolving into a Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda, they can also solidify one's foundation and strengthen the roots.]

[Wu Xing: Dugu Bo doesn't just have many; he controls a never-ending Cornucopia, he just doesn't know their value and treats them as weeds.]

[Wu Xing: Furthermore, immortal herbs don't just cause a qualitative change; let me put it this way: a Soul Master who consumes an ordinary immortal herb can, with a bit of effort, become a Title Douluo. As for those who consume top-tier immortal herbs, even a pig could reach the level of a Title Douluo. Tell me, is that exaggerated enough?]

Wu Xing wasn't bragging. According to the original story, the Shrek members—aside from that little brat—would have struggled to reach Title Douluo in their entire lives without the immortal herbs, let alone becoming gods.

Hearing this, everyone gasped. A single immortal herb could create a Title Douluo, and Dugu Bo actually possessed a treasure trove that provided them endlessly?

No wonder the Group Leader said the other party was the wealthiest person on the entire continent; that was no exaggeration at all.

After saying this, Wu Xing thought of something and issued a warning.

[Wu Xing: Bibi Dong, don't you go thinking about targeting group members. If I find out, you will be kicked from the Chat Group without exception.]

[Wu Xing: Of course, if you engage in normal trade with Dugu Yan, I won't interfere.]

Bibi Dong had originally been considering whether to snatch the treasure land from Dugu Bo, but seeing Wu Xing's warning, she immediately abandoned the thought.

The immortal herbs were precious, but compared to the opportunity of the Chat Group, they were nothing.

[Bibi Dong: Group Leader, how could I? Is Dong'er that kind of person?]

Bibi Dong gave a dry laugh; there was no way she would admit to the thought that had just flashed through her mind.

[Xiao Wu: Pfft, you old woman, you're wicked. Only a fool would believe you. Brother Wu Xing, I suggest you kick her out of the Chat Group.]

[Bibi Dong: Little rabbit, that's enough! This Pope has endured and endured!]

[Ah Rou: Bibi Dong, is my daughter wrong? You took my soul ring and my soul bone; what's wrong with saying a few words about you? Scolding you is getting off lightly!]

[Bibi Dong: ...]

Seeing this, Bibi Dong immediately wilted.

If this were in the past, she would have flown into a rage if Xiao Wu spoke to her like that, but now she could only accept that she couldn't afford to provoke them.

If her daughter would stand on her side, she might be able to handle it, but she knew that if it came to a war of words, her daughter wouldn't help her.

Actually, forget helping; not stabbing her in the back would be a blessing.

In terms of strength, she could take on this mother-daughter pair, but in terms of a verbal battle, she looked at the silent Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing in the list and decided not to bring trouble upon herself.

[Wu Xing: Enough, let this matter end here.]

Wu Xing stepped forward at this moment, easing the tension between both sides.

[Ning Rongrong: Brother Wu Xing is right.]

[Xue Qinghe: The Group Leader is reasonable.]

[Nine-Tailed Sky Fox: I support Lord Wu Xing.]

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Dugu Yan sprinted wildly, not even daring to catch her breath, rushing at top speed toward the Herb Garden where her grandfather was located.

On the outskirts of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Dugu Bo was being completely hoodwinked by Tang San. Just as he was about to lead the boy to his Herb Garden, his green eyes flickered, shifting toward the edge of the poison formation.

He then saw his precious granddaughter rushing over from the other side of the woods, her face flushed red, drenched in sweat, her breathing completely ragged.

Dugu Bo's heart tightened abruptly. Ignoring Tang San, his figure flickered as he darted over, arriving before Dugu Yan in a few strides.

"Yanyan, what's wrong? Did someone bully you, or did something happen? Tell Grandfather, Grandfather will stand up for you!"

His voice was filled with anxiety and rage, the Jade Phosphorus Poison Mist subconsciously swirling around him, ready to risk his life against anyone who dared to bully his granddaughter.

Dugu Yan leaned on her knees, gasping for air for a long while. Only after finally catching her breath did she speak, anxious and flustered.

"Grandfather, those good-looking weeds in your Herb Garden—you didn't give them to anyone, did you?"

Dugu Bo froze, his face full of confusion.

His granddaughter had rushed over in such a panic just for the weeds in his Herb Garden?

He had wasted his worry thinking someone had bullied his precious granddaughter; it was a false alarm.

"Those useless weeds? They're still growing there. Grandfather hasn't touched them, nor have I given them to anyone. Why do you ask?"

Dugu Bo was deeply puzzled, not knowing why his granddaughter would suddenly ask about those weeds.

Hearing this, Dugu Yan let out a long sigh of relief. As long as they were still there, that was all that mattered.

Otherwise, she would have had to experience the extreme sensation of falling from heaven into hell.

Just as she was about to explain, her peripheral vision caught sight of Tang San not far away. Her expression sank instantly, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Grandfather, why is he here?"