No beef?
None of the women understood why Su Ye had suddenly brought that up. If he did not eat it, then he did not eat it. Was there any need to be so solemn about it?
Had someone forced him to?
Some did not pay much attention, but others quietly remembered it, deciding that if they ever ate with Su Ye in the future, they would absolutely not order beef.
"Inside is my medicinal garden."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dugu Bo was the first to fly into the poisonous mist.
Perhaps he trusted Su Ye's abilities, or perhaps he was testing him. In any case, Old Poison gave no warning whatsoever, much less any antidote pill.
Su Ye did not care in the slightest. Incomparably mysterious runes emerged around him, and with a slight shift of his body, his flesh seemed to leave the present dimension and step into the cracks of the void.
The so-called poisonous mist immediately became nothing more than decoration, leaving Dugu Bo staring in a daze.
What a monster. If I was not mistaken, that was another spatial Spirit Skill... Huh, no, that was not right.
It did not look like a Spirit Bone skill, and he did not summon his Martial Soul. Could it be a Self-Created Soul Skill?
Gasp, a spatial Self-Created Soul Skill. As expected of the heir to a reclusive family—his methods really are extraordinary.
Dugu Bo never considered the possibility that Su Ye had created it himself.
Self-Created Soul Skills were already rare enough, let alone a spatial one that he had never even heard of.
Su Ye was so young; most of his time must have gone into cultivating Soul Power. How could he possibly have created such a Spirit Skill himself?
Of course, whether Su Ye had created it or learned it did not affect Dugu Bo's assessment of him.
Just thinking about a spatial Self-Created Soul Skill was enough to show how absurdly difficult it would be to cultivate.
It was already astonishing that Su Ye had reached this level while also keeping up with his Soul Power cultivation.
Dugu Bo estimated that even ordinary Soul Saints would have struggled to notice and react to that move just now. Clearly, Su Ye's attainments were far from shallow.
He was a genuine monster!
With that thought, Dugu Bo became even more determined about his earlier idea. No matter what, he could not let such a grandson-in-law get away.
"Grand... young friend, it is up ahead. Follow me."
Grand-young friend?
Su Ye wore a strange expression. What kind of ridiculous form of address was that? It was not like he was the Great Sage.
After a brief flight, an extraordinary sight soon appeared before them.
Dugu Bo remained calm, having seen it countless times already, though he was rather curious about Su Ye's reaction.
When he had first discovered this place, he had been so shocked that he could barely close his mouth.
This time, Su Ye did not disappoint him. A hint of astonishment appeared on his usually impassive face.
Although he had known about it long ago and had even seen it in animation in his previous life, witnessing the real thing still left him deeply shaken.
Before him lay the Ice and Fire Dual Pools, divided on either side. On one side, blazing flames churned beneath a searing crimson glow; on the other, frost-filled mist swirled over bone-piercing icy water.
The hot and cold currents collided and surged, making the Soul Power here so dense it was almost tangible. The pressure was likewise beyond anything found outside.
Yet this was of no consequence to Su Ye. Void Power coiled around him, blocking the oppressive force of both extreme energies and allowing him to walk as though on level ground.
As he shifted his gaze away from the Mandarin Duck Pot, one spiritual herb and immortal grass after another came into view.
Besides the immortal grasses mentioned in the original work, there were other immortal grasses here with equally formidable effects.
As for the lesser spiritual herbs and grasses, there were even more of those.
Su Ye's eyes nearly went wide. The Mandarin Duck Pot was even richer than he had imagined. With so many ingredients, there were simply too many medicinal pills he could refine.
Originally, he had only intended to use the resources here to reach level 70 in a short time.
An Ultimate Martial Soul at level 70 was already no weaker than an ordinary Titled Douluo, and he also possessed the Void Sutra.
It could be said that by then, there would basically be no one on the continent capable of threatening him. Calling it a meteoric rise would not be an exaggeration.
He simply had not expected the Mandarin Duck Pot to give him such a surprise.
From what he could see now, let alone level 70, even level 90 would be more than achievable.
Of course, taking medicinal pills required time for digestion and absorption. He could not just swallow them all at once and instantly soar to level 90.
But how long would digestion and absorption take? Compared to normal cultivation, even calling it rocket-fast would be an understatement.
"Well? Are my herbs sufficient?"
Seeing that this monster seemed to have been stunned speechless, Dugu Bo smugly stroked his chin.
That was more like it. Along the way, he had been the one repeatedly left dumbstruck, making this Titled Douluo seem as though he had never seen the world before.
How could that possibly be allowed?
"They are more than sufficient. I never expected Senior's collection to be this astounding. Many of the herbs here cannot grow anywhere else; there is only one such collection on the entire continent."
"I searched for many of these herbs for a long time without finding them. Who would have thought they would all be here with Senior? Senior's foundation and fortune truly are..."
Su Ye played along, putting on an appropriately awestruck expression.
Afterward, he did not forget to flatter him a little more, leaving Dugu Bo secretly delighted.
"Hahaha, luck. It is all luck, hahaha!"
After laughing, Dugu Bo looked at Su Ye and said magnanimously, "Since young friend needs them, naturally I am willing to help fulfill your wish."
"I was just worrying about how to repay young friend before. Now it is settled. You may use the herbs here as you please... No, I will give them all to you."
"Do not refuse, young friend. You were willing to use your marvelous skills to treat Yan Yan and me. I will remember such great kindness for the rest of my life. They are only a few herbs; they are nothing."
Seeing that Su Ye seemed about to decline, Dugu Bo hurriedly cut him off, looking as though refusing would be an insult to him.
What could Su Ye say to that?
He could only "reluctantly" accept the goodwill.
But since the other party was being so generous, Su Ye naturally was not a stingy person. He would give him the result he wanted—and perhaps even one beyond his imagination.
He would not use some Spirit Bone poison-storage method to scam the old man.
Before an alchemist as exceptional as him, Martial Soul poison was only a minor issue.
It just so happened that he also intended to refine a batch of top-grade medicinal pills to further enhance his own talent and foundation.
He only needed to give Dugu Bo one pill when the time came. Once his Martial Soul evolved, every problem would be solved.
Unlike directly consuming immortal grasses, the Nirvana Creation Pill could not only greatly excavate the potential of the human body and improve one's talent, but also reshape one's Martial Soul.
That was right. The Nirvana Creation Pill was one of the top-grade medicinal pills recorded in the True Explanation of Pills.
It required several immortal grasses supplemented by numerous spiritual herbs to refine, and its effects were extraordinarily powerful.
Playing with poison was dangerous? Then he could just change his attribute.
If he had a choice, Old Poison probably wanted to be an assault-type Soul Master too, right?
Sure enough!
When Su Ye explained his idea, Dugu Bo was initially somewhat conflicted, but he quickly changed his mind.
Control? Not even dogs would play that.
All that nonsense about control being the strongest was complete bullshit.
Having been a control-type Soul Master for so many years, he had the most authority to speak on the matter.
If he could knock out an opponent with one punch, why the hell would he need control?
At the thought of transforming into a tyrannical dragon in the future and smashing a punch into Old Chrysanthemum's face, Dugu Bo could not help the corners of his mouth rising.
"Assault-type is good. I want to be an assault-type Soul Master too!"
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