Possessing Shui Bing'er, the Second Personality Comes Online

Wherever the poisonous blades passed, the air let out sizzling sounds of corrosion.

Leng Jun showed no fear and merely snorted coldly.

An icy-blue radiance erupted from his body, and the powerful aura of frost instantly sent the surrounding temperature plummeting.

The phantom of an Ice Phoenix emerged behind him. Its wings spread slightly as frigid Soul Power surged forth.

Facing the incoming poisonous blades, he neither dodged nor retreated.

With a wave of his hand, a massive wall of ice instantly condensed.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The poisonous blades struck the ice wall but failed to pierce it. Instead, the extreme chill spreading across the wall froze them sluggish.

The poison spread far more slowly, eventually shattering and dissipating along with the ice wall.

"Brother Dugu, the venom of your Jade Phosphorous Serpent truly lives up to its reputation. Unfortunately, it seems rather ineffective against my phoenix frost."

Leng Jun stood where he was, his robes fluttering as he appeared completely at ease.

"Hmph! That was only a test! You think too little of the strength of a Titled Douluo!"

Dugu Bo's expression darkened further, and his attacks became even fiercer.

All kinds of poisonous mist, toxic miasma, and venomous spikes appeared one after another, fully displaying the power of a Titled Douluo.

Meanwhile, relying on the Ice Phoenix martial soul's formidable battlefield control and frost power, Leng Jun neutralized most of Dugu Bo's attacks.

The two exchanged blow after blow, their Soul Power surging and crashing hard enough to make the valley tremble faintly. Even the waters of the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well rippled in waves.

After several rounds, neither could do anything to the other.

Leng Jun was somewhat worried about Shui Bing'er in the spring. He did not wish to remain entangled with Dugu Bo, and continuing to fight would benefit neither of them.

He once again swept out a biting cold current to force back a patch of poisonous mist, then seized the opportunity to speak.

"Brother Dugu, hold your hand! There is no enmity between us, and I have no wish to make an enemy of you. Even if you discovered this treasured place first, we truly did not know when we came here. If you do not believe me, why not wait a few more days? Once my granddaughter safely emerges from the spring, you will naturally know that every word I said was true. At that time, whether we fight or talk can be decided later. If these rare and precious herbs are damaged because of a misunderstanding now, that is not an outcome you wish to see either, is it?"

Dugu Bo's offensive slowed slightly. His emerald eyes stared fixedly at the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well, then shifted to the calm and composed Leng Jun. The anger in his heart eased somewhat.

Leng Jun was, after all, an extreme-control Soul Douluo, with combat strength comparable to that of an ordinary Titled Douluo.

Dugu Bo could not defeat him quickly.

Moreover, the other party's words did make some sense.

More importantly, the two herbs he had coveted for years yet never dared to touch had already been consumed. Even if he defeated Leng Jun now, it would be of no use.

If that girl named Shui Bing'er could truly survive within the spring, then this matter was far too unbelievable. Perhaps there was some other mystery at work.

Dugu Bo forcibly suppressed the boiling fury in his heart, and the Soul Power around him gradually withdrew.

"Fine! This old man will wait and see! Let's see how your granddaughter can possibly survive in that spring! Leng Jun, if your words prove false, this old man will not rest until one of us is dead!"

"Then please, Brother Dugu, wait and see."

After saying that, Leng Jun ignored the iron-faced Dugu Bo. He calmed his mind once more and focused on sensing the subtle movements near the spring.

Dugu Bo snorted coldly but did not attack again. With a flicker, he retreated to a protruding rock halfway up the valley wall and sat down cross-legged.

Those emerald eyes never left the red-and-white interwoven spring.

His gaze was complicated, holding both anger and resentment at having his territory invaded, as well as a trace of incredulous curiosity.

He wanted to see just what sort of extraordinary being Leng Jun's granddaughter was, to be able to survive in those polar spring waters...

Time passed amid the silence.

Three days later, at dawn, the first rays of sunlight pierced the thin mist shrouding the valley.

Without warning, an unusual ripple spread across the calm surface of the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well.

This ripple was not caused by any external force. It spread outward from the depths of the spring.

Then, the originally distinct red and white waters seemed to be drawn by some unseen force, emitting increasingly intense fluctuations.

Leng Jun at the valley floor and Dugu Bo halfway up the mountain opened their eyes almost at the same time, their sharp gazes falling upon the center of the spring.

"Brother Dugu."

Leng Jun spoke first.

"It should be Bing'er coming out soon. It would be inconvenient for a young lady, so we should both step aside."

Dugu Bo frowned deeply, staring at the increasingly obvious vortex. In the end, he merely snorted in tacit agreement.

The two turned around at the same time, their backs facing the spring.

With their cultivation, even without using their eyes, no subtle movement in their surroundings could escape their perception.

Splash—!

A moment later, the clear sound of water breaking shattered the valley's silence!

A slender icy-blue figure leaped from the center of the red-and-white vortex like a dragon emerging from the water!

Water sprayed in every direction, refracting gorgeous colors beneath the morning light.

It was Shui Bing'er!

Her ice-blue hair clung wetly to her back, her skin as white as jade, faintly suffused with a gentle red-and-blue glow.

Shui Bing'er had long been prepared. The moment her toes touched the ground, she flashed to the shore and casually scooped up the long dress laid out there.

Her movements flowed like water. Within a few breaths, she was fully dressed. Aside from the water still dripping from her hair tips, there was no trace of dishevelment left.

Once she stood still, Shui Bing'er immediately examined herself.

Her meridians were tougher than ever before.

Her bones gleamed like crystal, while her flesh and blood were lustrous and supple.

Her Soul Power now contained both the biting chill of ice and the blazing heat of fire—two utterly opposing traits that had nonetheless fused perfectly, forming an energy of a higher and more profound level.

This body was now immune to all poisons.

The tremendous, rebirth-like improvement filled Shui Bing'er with indescribable joy.

Yet before that joy could fully rise, it was interrupted by a powerful pressure that suddenly descended upon her!

She keenly sensed that, not far away, in addition to her grandfather's familiar icy aura, there was another terrifying presence—extremely sinister and carrying the stench of poison!

That aura was brimming with aggression, firmly locking onto her.

Just then, Xu Feng's voice came through:

"Bing'er, that person should be Poison Douluo Dugu Bo. We took the immortal herbs he had guarded for many years, so he will surely be enraged. Leave what comes next to me."

"Mm."

Shui Bing'er did not hesitate in the slightest.

She knew how grave the situation was. Completely relaxing her mind, she handed herself over to the Ice Phoenix Martial Soul.

She gently closed her eyes, then opened them again.

Shui Bing'er's appearance had not changed at all, but deep within those ice-blue eyes was now an added calmness and depth tempered by the passage of time.

"What a strange feeling..."

Shui Bing'er thought to herself.

Her body was still her own, but it was now being controlled by her Martial Soul.

It was as though another personality had taken over. Her consciousness retreated into her sea of spirit, clearly perceiving everything her Martial Soul did in her place.

"Grandfather."

Her clear voice was no different from before.

Leng Jun and Dugu Bo turned around at the same time upon hearing her voice.

Their gazes fell upon the graceful young girl standing by the spring.

Even these two men, who had seen all manner of storms, could not hide the shock that flashed through their eyes!

She had truly come out!

She had emerged unscathed and without a single injury from that strange spring that even Title Douluo did not dare enter lightly!