We're all thousand-year-old foxes, what's there to chat about?

Regardless of how furious Dugu Bo became, the tyrannical majesty of a Title Douluo surged outward time and again.

Yet, it could not affect Lin Chuan, who had been swept into the depths by the air currents surging from the bottom of the lake once more.

He seemed like a permanently dormant existence, drifting aimlessly in the chaos, maintaining a meditative posture with his five hearts facing the sky, whale-swallowing the surrounding energy.

With Giratina using his Soul Core as an anchor point, and relying on its ability to devour and absorb, Lin Chuan was aided in his process.

The medicinal properties of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot within Lin Chuan's body had already dissipated significantly, and were even being refined into a purer state.

Under the influence of this energy, his formidable physical body was being continuously forged instead.

His physique was greatly enhanced, his pores exuded a sense of comfortable relief, and energy continuously seeped into his limbs and bones.

Fortunately, with Giratina's help, the refining speed was much faster, and the pain within his body had almost vanished.

The medicinal effect of the Infernal Delicate Apricot transformed into a warm current, flowing gently and rapidly through his limbs and bones like a fish in water.

Once he felt at ease, Lin Chuan utilized his escaping soul power to inject it into his storage Soul Tool.

The Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent Inner Core was revealed before him.

He intended to leverage the medicinal effects of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot to completely refine this Inner Core, which possessed extremely potent primordial yang.

The Infernal Delicate Apricot was elevating his body inch by inch, much like a needle and thread mending a garment.

The Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass followed, its medicinal properties acting like a refreshing breeze, soothing every inch of his scorched skin.

At this very moment, Lin Chuan placed the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent Inner Core before his dantian.

Instantly, a suction force transformed into a vortex, rapidly refining the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent Inner Core.

The moment the pure primordial yang entered his body, a raw desire flooded his entire being, clawing at his heart and liver.

Every shred of growth in the primordial yang served to ignite the fires of desire.

The tingling, itchy sensation all over his body was excruciating; Lin Chuan took deep breaths, his chest rising and falling continuously.

But fortunately, the joint suppression formed by the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot allowed Lin Chuan to devote himself entirely to refining this vigorous primordial yang.

This energy seemed like a frenzied beast, roaring and struggling wildly.

The phantom of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent flickered in and out of existence, inexplicably merging with the remaining medicinal properties of the Infernal Delicate Apricot.

Immediately, the phantom changed abruptly; its ten heads were thrashing ferociously, and a pair of protruding, hard horns gradually grew from its forehead.

The next moment.

A thick aura of flames enveloped its entire body, causing it to roar in grief and indignation amidst the fire.

Yet, this was not a fire of despair, but a fire of evolution.

The Infernal Delicate Apricot was the grave-grass of the Fire Dragon King.

Its energy, at this very moment, acted as a catalyst for the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent Inner Core.

That primordial yang became scorching, yet it no longer rioted.

Lin Chuan exhaled deeply, suppressing the rising fires of desire within his body, and continued to refine this mutated, surging primordial yang.

Two days later.

On an ordinary day, Dugu Bo was quietly tending to the medicinal herbs he had planted in his garden.

These herbs grew several times faster here than they would in the wild; a mere few days of growth was equivalent to several weeks of natural development.

It had been two days since he discovered Lin Chuan had disappeared.

Initially, after calming down, he had seen the undried ice and fire water stains splashed on the bank, assuming the other had fallen into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

He had entered to investigate, but found nothing.

If the other had truly fallen into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, two days would have been more than enough for him to be reduced to nothing.

Just as he was lamenting that the precious, exotic flowers and herbs had all been taken, a sudden sound erupted from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

"Boom--!"

It sounded like a heavy cannon exploding in the water, sending splashes several meters high.

The momentum was massive, causing even Dugu Bo to turn around with a vigilant expression.

There, in the center of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, at the heart of the splashing water, stood a young man in black.

The youth had handsome features, fair skin, and sharp, piercing eyes; his tall stature filled him with a sense of oppression.

His long, raven-black hair hung loosely behind him, the tips naturally fluffy, revealing his ethereal features. He looked high-spirited and vigorous, appearing like an immortal who had stepped out of a painting.

At a single glance, Dugu Bo recognized the person before him.

It was none other than Lin Chuan, the one who made his teeth itch with rage!

He could feel that the other had changed, yet it seemed he hadn't; he was simply more eye-catching than before.

It was as if a flashlight with a low battery had suddenly been fully charged.

Perhaps it was because his confidence and indifference were more pronounced, making Lin Chuan appear colder and more profound, yet he still retained that sense of gentleness and composure.

The massive splash of water crashed back into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, falling like a light, drizzling rain.

Having refined the medicinal properties, Lin Chuan felt refreshed and invigorated.

After landing on the ground, he saw Dugu Bo's furrowed brows and angry gaze, and smiled:

"We meet again. Surely Poison Douluo didn't think I had run off, did he?"

He said this merely as a probe.

He was testing Dugu Bo's attitude toward him, especially since, with an anchor point established, it would reveal the pure prejudice in his heart.

Dugu Bo let out a cold snort and turned to leave, his face expressionless.

They were both thousand-year-old foxes; there was no need to play games.

His thoughts were in chaos, and he had no heart to engage in such purely interest-driven, probing small talk with an old fox under these circumstances.

He also had no reason to say anything to Lin Chuan.

Feeling resentful and unable to maintain his initial composure, silence was the best choice.

Lin Chuan, however, acted as if nothing had happened and followed behind Dugu Bo.

The improvements gained from refining the three Immortal Herb specimens this time were significant.

The Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew had made his spiritual power purer and more refined, while also providing a moderate boost to his overall mental strength.

Refining the medicinal properties of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot had forged a body invincible under extreme ice and fire.

Under high heat, his physical body would no longer be instantly scorched or decomposed.

In extreme cold, he would no longer suffer the bone-piercing pain brought on by the invasion of freezing winds.

In short:

Before the temperature reached a specific threshold, the time it took to burn or freeze him was greatly increased.

In combat, what might have been superficial wounds would now, when faced with lower-level ice or fire attributes, become mere grazes.

Just like the melting point of iron is 1538°C; the closer the temperature is to 1538°C, the faster the iron melts.

Conversely, the lower the temperature, the slower it melts.

Before the opponent's ice or fire attributes reached the ultimate level, the lower they were, the more the damage to him would be reduced.

Unfortunately, the medicinal effects of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot had been fully absorbed, and he could not yet reach the point of resisting ultimate ice and fire.

If one were to really talk about it, Lin Chuan remembered that in the original work, Tang San, much like a student from a certain plant-type academy, claimed to be immune to ice and fire.

But he assumed there were limitations to that.

It was just that during the era of the first Douluo, everyone was unaware of the criteria for ultimate attributes.

This time, he no longer needed to worry about the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well; the temperature inside was now nothing more than a hot spring to him.

Having absorbed the Immortal Herb, the energy in the pool could no longer cause him any harm, and it even helped him refine other things.

As for the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent Inner Core, other than a significant strengthening of his physique, he hadn't discovered any other special effects.

His own soul power had also risen from a stable level 74 to level 75.