The Immortal Grass That Died for Love? 100,000-Year Immortal Grass Essence, Soul Ring, Soul Bone!

A full dozen seconds passed.

Lin Qing finally blinked hard, as if splashed with a bucket of cold water, shuddering as he snapped back to his senses.

"S-suicide?!"

He nearly vaulted out of his chair.

"This ending is just too... too abstract, isn't it?"

He had imagined countless possibilities before.

Being casually harvested as medicinal material by a passing member of the Tang family, refined into pills by their descendants, or even surviving until the end of time when the continent crumbled.

Yet, he never expected this Immortal Herb Lin Qing brother to choose such a resolute and bizarre path—uprooting himself to commit suicide, jumping into the spring to end it all!

"Just how desperate must he have been..."

Lin Qing muttered to himself, a bitter taste lingering in his heart.

Putting himself in those shoes, being trapped in one place for eleven thousand five hundred years.

Moreover, Immortal Herb Lin Qing was different from the other immortal herbs.

The others lacked intelligence and souls before becoming a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

But he was different; he had possessed consciousness from the very beginning.

Every day he opened his "eyes," he saw the same scenery, the same imprisoned neighbors.

Unable to move, unable to leave, not even possessing the right to die.

Just imagining such a life made his scalp tingle.

"This kind of endless imprisonment... if it were me, I might not have held out either."

Lin Qing sighed, shaking his head with a wry smile.

It wasn't that he couldn't understand the final choice made by Immortal Herb Lin Qing.

Sometimes, living in despair requires more courage than dying.

Especially that kind of eternal, hopeless existence.

[Ding! Listening to the last words complete!]

The system's prompt pulled him out of his heavy reflections.

Immediately following, a series of dings erupted in his mind like a string of firecrackers!

[Obtained Relic: "Truth-Seeing Profound Pupil Lotus Immortal Herb Essence"!]

[Obtained Relic: "Hundred-Thousand-Year Truth-Seeing Profound Pupil Lotus Soul Ring"!]

[Obtained Relic: "Hundred-Thousand-Year External Soul Bone: Truth-Seeing Profound Pupil"!]

[Obtained Relic: "Lovesick Heartbreak Red Immortal Herb Essence"!]

[Obtained Relic: "Hundred-Thousand-Year Lovesick Heartbreak Red Soul Ring"!]

[Obtained Relic: "Hundred-Thousand-Year Lovesick Heartbreak Red Torso Bone"!]

Six halos of varying colors and sizes drifted out from that pitch-black urn as if by prior arrangement.

They hovered in mid-air, their interwoven energy fluctuations making the air in the entire room thick and heavy!

The sensation was like being stared at by six peerless experts simultaneously; the pressure was immense!

"???"

Lin Qing stared at the six glowing "gift packages" before him, his eyes wide and his jaw nearly hitting the floor.

He rubbed his eyes hard and pinched his thigh.

It hurt!

This wasn't a dream!

"Immortal Herb Essence... Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring... Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone..."

He counted them one by one, his voice trembling.

"And it's a double set, for crying out loud?!"

He could understand the Truth-Seeing Profound Pupil Lotus portion.

After all, it was Immortal Herb Lin Qing's own "inheritance"—essence, soul ring, soul bone, a complete set, perfectly logical.

But where did this Lovesick Heartbreak Red come from?

Lin Qing furrowed his brows, desperately trying to recall the details from the last words.

Immortal Herb Lin Qing did seem to vaguely mention that another immortal herb had jumped along with him, didn't he?

"Could it be..."

He stared fixedly at that crimson, blood-like halo, its light the softest yet most stubborn of them all.

"Was that red light that jumped down the Lovesick Heartbreak Red?"

But why?

Why would Lovesick Heartbreak Red follow him into martyrdom... no, wait, into the grave!

Lin Qing could not fathom it for the life of him.

He wore a look of utter bewilderment, as if asking, "Who am I, where am I, and what just happened?"

"Could it be..."

An extremely absurd, yet inexplicably reasonable thought popped into his head, uncontrollable.

"Did Lovesick Heartbreak Red... fall for Immortal Herb Lin Qing?"

Can such profound, cross-species affection exist even between immortal herbs?

This...

"This circle is truly messed up!"

Lin Qing shook his head, tossing all those chaotic thoughts about botanical ethics out of his mind.

Who cares why!

The point is, all these treasures now belong to him!

A pie fell from the sky, and not just one, but six—all of them solid gold!

This heaven-sent fortune had finally reached him, Lin Qing.

He rubbed his hands together, his heart pounding with excitement.

Just as he was preparing to study these relics properly.

[Ding! Received the dying wish of Immortal Herb Lin Qing!]

The system's voice rang out without warning.

This time, the voice was different from all previous dying wishes.

["Screw Tang San's grandfather!!!"]

A roar, seemingly containing ten thousand years of pent-up volcanic lava, exploded directly in his mind, carrying monstrous resentment and hatred!

Every word was filled with blood-curdling rage.

["You imprisoned me for ten thousand years, keeping me penned up like livestock in this dump, just waiting for your Tang family descendants to come and harvest me, right?!"]

The voice grew more agitated, bordering on a scream.

["If there is a next life, I will definitely seize his Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, snatch every one of his immortal herbs, and not leave him a single hair!"]

["Empty out that precious herb garden! Clean it out completely!!!"]

The final roar made Lin Qing's head buzz and his eardrums ache.

This resentment was enough to pierce the heavens.

Lin Qing twitched his lips and drew a sharp breath.

"Good grief, now I know what 'deep-seated resentment' really means."

Never mind Immortal Herb Lin Qing, who had personally experienced ten thousand years of imprisonment.

Even he, a bystander who had only watched ten thousand years of mundane records, now felt a bit of psychological trauma at the name "Tang San."

Fortunately, the final "consolation prize" was generous and substantial enough.

Lin Qing looked at the six mouth-watering halos of light before him, and his mood finally balanced out.

[Complete the dying wish of the deceased 'Immortal Herb Lin Qing' to "Seize the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well" to obtain the relic: "Essence of All Hundred-Thousand-Year Immortal Herbs"!]

"For the sake of so many good things, helping to disgust that guy Tang San isn't out of the question."

He and Tang San would have to face each other sooner or later anyway.

Why not collect some interest in advance?

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his boiling blood.

The top priority was to handle this sudden "massive inheritance."

He first looked at the two hundred-thousand-year spirit rings.

Two blood-colored spirit rings.

Just being near them made his spirit power stir uncontrollably.

Lin Qing took one look and didn't hesitate to store them into his Relic Space.

"Hundred-thousand-year spirit rings—I can't even touch these in my current state."

He had enough self-awareness for that.

A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring is a treasure every spirit master dreams of, but it is also a lethal object.

With his current pathetic physique and his mental power, which was decent but far from strong, the only outcome of a forced absorption would be—bang! Exploding into a mist of blood, leaving not even a scrap behind.

"I'll have to wait until I'm at least a Spirit King or Spirit Emperor before I can even consider trying."

The road ahead was still long.

But having these two rings meant he had already secured hundred-thousand-year spirit rings for his future configuration.

Just thinking about it made his future look bright.

Especially in this era where a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring still held immense value.