Grudges Resolved, Immortal Grass Makes Yue Guan Weep with Envy

On the stone steps leading to the Worship Hall, Qin Yao walked ahead, with Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan following leisurely behind.

All the way, Yue Guan's gaze hadn't left Qin Yao's back.

This young man brought him wave after wave of shock.

In the Pope Palace, facing the pressure and overtures from the Pontiff, he had responded flawlessly. Not to mention the immortal herbs he had brought back.

Even the Fourth Worship, Qin Xiong, had managed to break through to level ninety-eight with the help of one immortal herb. What kind of blessed land must that place be?

Yue Guan, who already cherished flowers and plants, was incredibly curious.

The two walked in silence, the only sound in the air being the soft footsteps.

"Elder Yue Guan."

Qin Yao spoke without looking back, "I heard that you and the Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo, still have some friction between you?"

Yue Guan's steps faltered for a moment, then he quickly resumed his normal pace, replying in his somewhat effeminate voice:

"Replying to Your Highness, it's just some old matters, not really any major friction."

Though he said that, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled inside.

Why would His Highness the Holy Son suddenly bring this up?

Qin Yao's footsteps didn't stop as he continued, "Now, Dugu Bo is my follower, and also an elder of our Martial Soul Hall."

"Although he hasn't officially joined the Elder Hall yet and reports directly to the Worship Hall, he is ultimately one of us."

"Elder Yue Guan, you see, has that little friction between you two been resolved now?"

Yue Guan immediately understood Qin Yao's meaning.

That old poison, Dugu Bo, was now under the Holy Son's wing. If he, Yue Guan, were to continue dwelling on past grievances, it would be disrespecting the Holy Son.

This naturally meant he had to agree!

Besides, the conflict between him and Dugu Bo had originally stemmed from the Martial Soul Hall's recruitment efforts, it had only escalated later.

"Your Highness speaks wisely."

Yue Guan bowed slightly, "In the past, there were some misunderstandings between myself and Old Poison. Since he is now serving Your Highness, he is a colleague, and past grievances are naturally wiped clean."

Yue Guan's attitude was very proper.

While he was loyal to His Holiness the Pontiff, this Holy Son had the entire Worship Hall standing behind him, and he couldn't afford to offend him.

Moreover, he really wanted to see the immortal herbs.

Then, Yue Guan tentatively spoke:

"Your Highness the Holy Son, when might this subordinate be able to witness those immortal herbs?"

"Soon."

Qin Yao dropped the two words, then turned a corner, not continuing towards the Worship Hall, but heading towards another courtyard next to his own residence.

That was where Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan lived.

Seeing this, Yue Guan quickly followed.

Before long, the two stood at the entrance of the courtyard.

"Dugu Bo."

Qin Yao's voice was not loud, but it carried clearly into the courtyard.

The courtyard gate quickly opened, and Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan emerged together.

When Dugu Bo saw Yue Guan behind Qin Yao, his perpetually stiff face showed a clear narrowing of his dark green eyes.

"Chrysanthemum Guan!"

Hearing this address, Yue Guan's lips twitched, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his handsome face.

"Old Poison!"

Seeing that the two were about to clash again, Qin Yao swept them with a faint glance.

"From today onwards, you both serve my Martial Soul Hall. Your past grievances end here."

Upon hearing this, both of them immediately fell silent.

Dugu Bo bowed to Qin Yao:

"I will obey Your Highness's arrangements."

Yue Guan also suppressed the displeasure on his face and bowed to Qin Yao.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment.

It was Dugu Yan, quick-witted as ever, who stepped forward to bow to Qin Yao and then gave a slight curtsy to Yue Guan.

Yue Guan's gaze landed on Dugu Bo, scanning him up and down.

He discovered that not only had the deathly aura vanished from Dugu Bo's body, but the man himself looked significantly younger; his graying hair even showed faint signs of turning black, and his soul power fluctuations were far more solid than before.

The effects of this immortal herb were simply heaven-defying.

The envy in Yue Guan's heart could not be suppressed no matter how hard he tried.

"Old Poison, it seems you've gained a massive benefit this time." Yue Guan's tone was laced with bitterness.

Dugu Bo caught the envy in his words and immediately grew smug, a smile spreading across his face.

"That goes without saying. Following His Highness the Holy Son, there is no shortage of benefits."

He glanced at Yue Guan and said slowly:

"What's the matter, Chrysanthemum Guan? Are you envious?"

"If you're envious, it's simple."

"Why don't you just swear your loyalty to His Highness the Holy Son?"

"From now on, we'll all be working for His Highness. Perhaps if he's in a good mood, he'll reward you with an immortal herb too. By then, don't just talk about level ninety-six—I think it wouldn't be impossible for you to charge toward level ninety-seven!"

These words practically had the phrase "recruiting for the boss" written all over them.

Yue Guan was so choked up by this remark that he couldn't speak for a long time, his face flushing a deep red.

His Highness the Holy Son hadn't even opened his mouth yet; to rush forward and offer his loyalty like this felt like being a turncoat. But the temptation of those immortal herbs was truly too great!

Qin Yao watched these two old rivals bickering and paid them no mind.

He turned to Yue Guan and said, "Elder Yue Guan, since our grievances are settled, let's get down to business."

He led the group into the main hall of the courtyard.

Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan stood to the side, knowing their place.

Qin Yao walked to the center of the hall, looked at the expectant Yue Guan, and slowly raised his hand.

In an instant, precious light swirled.

On the massive round table in the center of the hall, over a dozen plants of various shapes and overflowing with radiant light appeared out of thin air.

In a heartbeat, a medicinal fragrance so rich it felt almost tangible, mixed with all sorts of exotic scents, flooded the entire hall.

Some were so fragrant and refreshing that they put one's mind at ease.

Standing behind Qin Yao, Yue Guan froze completely.

As an Elder of the Martial Soul Hall and a powerhouse among Title Douluo, what kind of scenes had he not witnessed?

Yet, the scene before his eyes completely shattered his perception.

"My heavens..."

Yue Guan's voice trembled. He reached out a hand, wanting to touch a large pink flower, but stopped abruptly in mid-air, terrified that the mundane dust on his body might defile such divine objects.

"Aromatic Silk Beauty..." Yue Guan muttered to himself, his breathing becoming rapid.

"The nemesis of all poisons, immune to all evil! With it present, no poison can ever get near!"

His gaze shifted to another snow-white immortal herb that resembled an orchid.

"Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid! Its medicinal properties are the most mellow; it strengthens the foundation and cultivates the essence, capable of purging impurities from a soul master's body. It is a holy item that auxiliary-type soul masters dream of!"

He then saw a golden tulip.

"Aromatic Silk Beauty! Magnificent and noble; consuming it allows one to absorb the essence of heaven and earth and the radiance of the sun and moon!"

Yue Guan looked at them one by one. With every plant he identified, his heart beat more violently, and the flush on his face deepened.

These legendary items that only existed in ancient texts were actually real! And they were all gathered here!

Dugu Bo watched Yue Guan's uncharacteristic loss of composure from the side, and he couldn't have felt more satisfied.

He cleared his throat and spoke slowly:

"Chrysanthemum Guan, look at how sheltered you look. It's just a few immortal herbs, is it really worth getting this excited over?"

Though he said "it's just," the smugness on his face could not be hidden.