Ice and Fire Body Tempering, Grandpa's Out! A Chance Encounter!

Dugu Bo watched his retreating back, stunned for a moment, muttering to himself: Without the medicinal ingredients, there was indeed no way to concoct the medicine.

"Do you know the uses of these things?"

Dugu Yan could not help but speak, her pale purple eyes filled with disbelief.

She had grown up here since she was a child, yet she had never heard her grandfather mention the specific uses of these strange flowers and grasses, knowing only that they were all highly toxic and should not be touched lightly.

Qin Yao did not turn back, simply walking to the edge of the spring, his gaze sweeping over the immortal herbs that remained vibrant even in such extreme conditions.

"Old Poison, there are two ways to detoxify."

He spoke directly to Dugu Bo.

"First, find a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, preferably an External Soul Bone. I will use medicine to guide you, and you will force all the Jade Phosphorous Serpent poison in your bodies into the Soul Bone. This method can preserve your poison arts and prevent any backlash."

"However, since the Soul Bone must bear the toxins, its quality needs to be high."

Dugu Bo's breath hitched.

This method was actually quite good!

Qin Yao paused, then held up a second finger.

"Second, consume the immortal herbs here; they can completely dissolve your serpent poison, ending the threat forever. But the price is that your poison arts will vanish along with it, and your cultivation will be severely damaged."

Having said this, Qin Yao fell silent, waiting quietly for Dugu Bo's choice.

Dugu Bo fell into silence.

The first method could preserve the poison arts he was so proud of, and maintain his dignity as a Titled Douluo.

The second method could free him and his granddaughter from their torment once and for all, but the cost was that he would become a cripple.

If a Poison Douluo no longer had poison, was he still a Poison Douluo?

He gave a self-deprecating laugh.

If he lost all his poison arts, he would likely have no further value to this Holy Son.

"This old man chooses the first." Dugu Bo's voice was hoarse, yet exceptionally firm.

"Very well."

Qin Yao chuckled, saying nothing more.

He had already anticipated this result.

Following this, Qin Yao ignored the grandfather and granddaughter, beginning his grand "harvest."

He first walked up to a plant that was fiery red all over and shaped like a cabbage; this was the Infernal Delicate Apricot.

He then walked to the other side and plucked a large, octagonal white flower; this was the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass.

"Those are highly toxic medicinal herbs of extreme yang-heat and extreme yin-cold, you..." Dugu Bo spoke instinctively to warn him.

Qin Yao acted as if he hadn't heard, tucking both immortal herbs into his own storage Soul Tool.

As for why Qin Yao didn't ask Dugu Bo for his Hundred Treasure Pouch?

Are you joking? What treasures did the Worship Hall not have?

Immediately after, Qin Yao acted like a merchant stocking up; wherever he went, every immortal herb he recognized was packed away one by one.

Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan, the grandfather and granddaughter, were completely dumbfounded.

Could this Holy Son possibly recognize every single one of these strange flowers and grasses?

The next moment, Qin Yao saw the Lovesick Heartbreak Red rooted on the Black Absolute Stone.

But he only glanced at it before shifting his gaze away.

The conditions for picking this thing were too harsh; one had to be thinking of a beloved woman. As for the current Qin Yao, there was no woman in his heart who could make him love that deeply.

A moment later, all the recognized immortal herbs had been packed away. Qin Yao clapped his hands, turned around with satisfaction, and looked at the petrified pair.

"Alright, now let's talk about the Soul Bone."

Qin Yao's voice pulled the two back to reality.

"The Soul Bone should ideally be of ten thousand year quality, with an External Soul Bone being the best. Of course, External Soul Bones are rare and hard to come by."

"As for ordinary ten thousand year Soul Bones, if you cannot obtain them, then follow me back to Martial Soul Hall."

"I am never stingy with those who are useful to me."

Dugu Bo's heart shook violently, followed by a surge of wild joy!

A ten thousand year Soul Bone!

How precious such a thing was! He only possessed one himself!

The Holy Son was actually willing to get him two ten thousand year Soul Bones!

"Many thanks, Holy Son!"

Dugu Bo's expression of gratitude this time came from the bottom of his heart. He knelt on one knee, lowering the head he had held high for decades.

"Good." Qin Yao accepted the gesture calmly.

Following this, he said to the two of them:

"You two step back first. I need to cultivate here for a moment. Once I finish, I will cure your poison."

Upon hearing this, although Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan were filled with doubt, they obediently retreated to the edge of the valley.

The next moment, Qin Yao's actions nearly made Dugu Bo's eyes pop out of their sockets.

He watched as Qin Yao took out those two highly toxic immortal herbs he had just picked—the Infernal Delicate Apricot and the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass—from his Soul Tool.

Then, under Dugu Bo's horrified gaze, he opened his mouth and swallowed both immortal herbs at once!

"You're insane!"

Dugu Bo exclaimed in shock.

Those were substances of extreme Yang and extreme Yin toxicity! Not to mention taking them together, even consuming just one would cause a Title Douluo to drop dead on the spot!

Yet, acting as if nothing were wrong, Qin Yao performed an even crazier feat.

He walked to the edge of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, leaped, and jumped directly into the junction of the ice and fire!

"BOOM!"

The crimson Yang Spring instantly boiled, while the white Yin Spring condensed into bone-chilling ice.

The two extreme energies, one red and one white, centered on Qin Yao's body and formed a terrifying vortex.

Dugu Bo was completely numb.

Is this the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall?

Not only does he know everything about the medicinal herbs in this treasure land, but he even treats the scorching and freezing spring water—which even he dares not approach—like a bathtub?

Time ticked by, second by second.

About an hour later.

"ROAR!!!"

A heaven-shaking lion's roar erupted from the center of the spring!

The phantom of the Amethyst Winged Lion King looming behind Qin Yao suddenly opened its eyes.

Those originally scarlet pupils were now burning with two clusters of purple flames!

Immediately after, an indescribable, scorching aura spread out, and the temperature of the entire valley climbed rapidly.

The purple flames on Qin Yao's body quietly shifted, their color becoming even deeper.

Ultimate Fire, achieved!

Qin Yao slowly walked out of the spring, his body now tempered to be immune to ice, fire, and all poisons.

He changed into a clean set of clothes and nodded with satisfaction as he felt the purple fire soul power within him, which was several times stronger than before.

Qin Yao ignored the still-shocked Dugu Yan and Dugu Bo.

Since he had so many immortal herbs on hand, he naturally had to help his grandfather improve his strength.

The first priority was definitely his own grandfather, Mighty Lion Douluo Qin Xiong, who had been following him.

Qin Xiong's soul power was at level 97, and like many others, he had been stuck at that level for too long; without a major opportunity, he would likely never reach level 98 in this lifetime.

And now, that opportunity had arrived!

With his plan set, Qin Yao turned around, looked toward the outside of the valley, and suddenly shouted loudly:

"Grandfather! Stop hiding! I know you're following me! Come quickly, there's a great opportunity!"

This shout was full of vigor and echoed throughout the entire valley.

On a ridge above the valley, in a hidden thicket of bushes.

Qin Xiong's figure stiffened, and he muttered to himself, his face full of disbelief.

How did this brat find me?

He prided himself on having perfected his concealment techniques along the way, completely suppressing his aura; let alone a Soul Ancestor, even a Title Douluo of the same rank shouldn't have been able to detect him without deliberate searching.

Yet, Qin Yao's shout was so certain that it was clear he had discovered him long ago.

He hesitated for a moment, but soon relaxed.

His grandson never did anything without being sure of the outcome.

Meanwhile, the grandfather-granddaughter pair of Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan in the valley had also recovered from Qin Yao's insane display.

They followed Qin Yao's gaze toward the outside of the valley, their hearts filled with the same curiosity.

Just who was this Holy Son's grandfather?

What kind of terrifying existence could raise such a monstrous grandson?

Just as the two were speculating, a fiery red figure descended from the sky, bringing with it a wave of scorching heat as it landed heavily in the valley.

The man was burly with his hair and beard standing on end—it was none other than Mighty Lion Douluo Qin Xiong.

As soon as he landed, he glared at Qin Yao with annoyance before asking, "Xiao Yao, how did you know Grandfather was here?"

Qin Yao retracted the purple flames from his body, returning to his usual appearance, and spread his hands with an expression of complete justification.

"I sensed you the moment you left Martial Soul City."

Qin Xiong's old face flushed red, and he felt unable to hold his ground. He felt that his dignity as a rank 97 Title Douluo had vanished completely in front of his grandson.

He coughed twice, attempting to change the subject, and his gaze fell upon Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan standing to the side.

Qin Yao understood his intent and stepped forward to introduce the two parties.

"Grandfather, this is Poison Douluo Dugu Bo; from now on, he is one of our Martial Soul Hall."

"Old Poison, this is my grandfather, the Fourth Elder of Martial Soul Hall, a rank 97 Power Attack System Title Douluo, titled Lion."

When the phrases "rank 97" and "Fourth Elder" were combined and spoken so lightly from Qin Yao's mouth, Dugu Bo was left dumbfounded.

A rank 97 Power Attack System Title Douluo!

And in the Worship Hall of Martial Soul Hall, he only ranked fourth?

Then, just how terrifying must the cultivation of the three people ranked ahead of him be?

At this moment, Dugu Bo suddenly felt that his decision to defect was an absolute steal!

This wasn't just joining Martial Soul Hall; this was clearly latching onto the thickest thigh on the entire continent!

Having realized this, Dugu Bo's attitude instantly became incredibly respectful.

He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed deeply to Qin Xiong.

"Dugu Bo greets the Fourth Elder!"

Dugu Yan, standing to the side, also reacted and hurriedly followed suit with a bow.

Qin Xiong waved his hand nonchalantly; he found Dugu Bo much more pleasing to the eye now.

"Alright, alright, we're all family now, no need for such formalities."

He patted Dugu Bo on the shoulder with an expression that said he thought highly of him.

"Since you've decided to follow Xiao Yao, just do your job well in the future! You won't be treated unfairly!"

"Yes! Yes!" Dugu Bo replied repeatedly.

Just as the pleasantries concluded, Qin Yao's voice rang out once more.

"Grandfather, don't just stand there, catch."

Qin Yao took a medicinal herb from his Soul Tool and handed it over.

The herb was entirely crimson, with leaf tips shaped like a cockscomb; the moment it was brought out, the temperature of the entire valley seemed to rise by several degrees.

It was none other than the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, a supreme tonic of pure yang among immortal herbs!