"Grandpa!" Dugu Yan immediately turned back, crying out defiantly, "They've barged right into our home! How can you just let this go? We could clearly use the spring's power..."
"I said put it away!"
Dugu Bo's tone grew sterner, an unquestionable authority flashing through his slit pupils. At the same time, he discreetly squeezed her wrist, cutting her off.
He knew better than anyone that the origin power of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well was indeed his trump card. But that power was far too overbearing, and he paid an enormous price every time he used it. Unless his life hung in the balance, he absolutely could not use it lightly.
Besides, even if he could hold them off for a while with that power, he could not stop the Spirit Hall's subsequent retaliation. If they truly tore away all pretense of civility, he would only end up harming himself, Yanzi, and the child under his protection.
He turned toward Gui Mengguan's group. His tone remained defiant, but he relented. "I accept the terms you offered earlier. You may choose five Immortal Herbs, and not one more. Once you've chosen, leave my herb garden immediately. As for the favor the Spirit Hall owes me, if I need it someday, I will come to collect it myself."
At those words, both Qian Jun and Falling Devil Douluo breathed sighs of relief, their tense bodies relaxing somewhat.
As long as they could obtain the Immortal Herbs without a fight or completely burning bridges with Dugu Bo, this was already the best possible outcome.
The immortal treasures were here, after all. They were not going anywhere.
They could simply consider Dugu Bo their caretaker.
Dugu Yan, however, still looked thoroughly unwilling. She pouted and glared fiercely at everyone. Although she had dismissed