The Immortal Herb That Died for Love? 100,000-Year Immortal Herb Essence, Soul Rings, and Soul Bones!

A full dozen seconds passed.

Only then did Lin Qing blink sharply, as if someone had just splashed him with cold water, jolting awake.

"Su... suicide?!"

He nearly jumped out of his chair.

"Isn't that ending a little too... too absurd?"

He had previously imagined countless possibilities.

Perhaps a passing member of the Tang Family had casually harvested him as medicinal material; perhaps a later descendant of the Tang Family had refined him into a pill; perhaps he had even endured until the Wild Continent was destroyed.

But he had never expected this Immortal Herb brother to choose such a resolute and bizarre method—uprooting himself to end his life, then jumping into a spring to kill himself!

"How desperate did he have to be...?"

Lin Qing muttered to himself, feeling somewhat unsettled.

Putting himself in the other's shoes, he had been trapped in one place for eleven thousand five hundred years.

And Immortal Herb Lin Qing was different from the other Immortal Herbs.

Before becoming Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts, the other Immortal Herbs had neither intelligence nor souls.

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

Every day when he opened his "eyes," all he saw was the same scenery and the same imprisoned neighbors.

He could not move, could not leave, and did not even have the right to die.

Just imagining such a life was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

"If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to endure this kind of imprisonment with no end in sight either."

Lin Qing sighed and shook his head with a bitter smile.

He could understand Immortal Herb Lin Qing's final choice after all.

Sometimes, living in despair required more courage than dying.

Especially an eternal life with no hope whatsoever.

[ Ding! Listening to the last words complete!]

The system notification pulled him back from his somewhat heavy reflections.

Immediately afterward, a string of chimes exploded in his mind like firecrackers!

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

[Relic acquired: "100,000-Year Truth-Seeing Profound Pupil Lotus Soul Ring"!]

[Relic acquired: "100,000-Year External Soul Bone: Truth-Seeing Profound Pupil"!]

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

[Relic acquired: "100,000-Year Lovesick Heartbreak Red Soul Ring"!]

[Relic acquired: "100,000-Year Lovesick Heartbreak Red Torso Bone"!]

Six halos of varying colors and sizes floated out of the pitch-black Ash Urn as though they had arranged it beforehand.

They hovered in the air, their energy fluctuations intertwining and making the air throughout the room thick and heavy!

It felt like six peerless experts were staring at him at once. 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, then pinched his thigh.

It hurt!

This was not a dream!

"Immortal Herb Essence... 100,000-Year Soul Rings... Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones..."

He counted them one by one, his voice drifting.

"And there are fucking two sets?!"

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

After all, it was Immortal Herb Lin Qing's own "inheritance." Essence, Soul Ring, Soul Bone—the complete set. Perfectly reasonable.

But where had this Lovesick Heartbreak Red come from?

Lin Qing frowned, desperately recalling the details of those final words.

At the end, Immortal Herb Lin Qing did seem to vaguely mention that another Immortal Herb might have jumped in after him?

"Could it be...?"

He stared fixedly at the blood-red halo, whose light was the gentlest yet also the most stubborn.

"The red light that jumped in after him was Lovesick Heartbreak Red?"

But why?

Why would Lovesick Heartbreak Red follow him in a lovers' suicide... no, a burial sacrifice!

Lin Qing could not make heads or tails of it.

He wore the utterly bewildered expression of someone asking, "Who am I, where am I, and what happened?"

"Could it be...?"

An extremely absurd yet strangely plausible thought popped into his mind uncontrollably.

"Lovesick Heartbreak Red... fell for Immortal Herb Lin Qing?"

Could Immortal Herbs develop feelings so profound that they transcended species?

This...

"Your circle is seriously messed up!"

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

Who cared why!

What mattered was that all these treasures belonged to him now!

Pies had fallen from the sky—six of them at once, and every single one was solid gold!

At last, this outrageous fortune had fallen into Lin Qing's lap.

He rubbed his hands together, his heart thudding wildly with excitement.

Just as he was about to properly examine these relics.

[ Ding! Immortal Herb Lin Qing's final wish received!]

The system's voice rang out again without warning.

This time, it sounded different from every final wish before it.

["Fuck Tang San!!!"]

A roar exploded in his mind, as though it contained volcanic lava that had been suppressed for ten thousand years, carrying boundless resentment and hatred!

Every word was filled with utter fury.

["You imprisoned me for over ten thousand years, raised me like livestock in this shitty place, all so you could wait for your Tang Family descendants to come harvest me, right?!"]

The voice grew increasingly agitated, nearly roaring.

["If there's a next life, I'll definitely take his Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, steal all his Immortal Herbs, and not leave you even a single hair!"]

["I'll empty that precious medicinal garden! Strip it completely clean!!!"]

That final roar made Lin Qing's head buzz, and even his eardrums faintly ached.

The resentment was practically piercing the heavens.

Lin Qing twitched his mouth and sucked in a cold breath.

"Damn, now I know what it means to harbor deep resentment."

Forget Immortal Herb Lin Qing, who had personally endured more than ten thousand years of imprisonment.

Even Lin Qing, an observer who had merely watched over ten thousand years of accounts, now had something of a psychological shadow over the name "Tang San."

Fortunately, the final "compensation payment" had been generous enough, and more than sufficient.

Looking at the six mouthwatering halos before him, Lin Qing finally felt somewhat more balanced.

[Complete the deceased Immortal Herb Lin Qing's final wish, "Take the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well," to receive the relic: "All Hundred-Thousand-Year Immortal Herb Essence"!]

"For the sake of all this good stuff, helping you disgust Tang San a little isn't impossible."

In any case, he and Tang San were bound to clash sooner or later.

Why not collect a little interest in advance?

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

His top priority was handling this sudden "massive inheritance."

He first looked toward the two 100,000-Year Soul Rings.

Two blood-red Soul Rings.

Simply approaching them was enough to make him feel his Soul Power stirring uncontrollably.

Lin Qing took one glance at them and, without hesitation, stored them in the Relic Space.

"100,000-Year Soul Rings are something I can't even touch right now."

At least he had that much self-awareness.

100,000-Year Soul Rings were treasures every Soul Master dreamed of, but they were also deadly things.

With his current pitifully weak body, along with Spiritual Power that was decent but nowhere near powerful, there was only one result if he forcibly absorbed them—Boom! He would explode into a mist of blood, leaving not even scraps behind.

"At the very least, I'll have to wait until I'm a Soul King or Soul Emperor before considering trying."

There was still a long road ahead.

But with these two Soul Rings, it was as good as reserving two 100,000-Year Soul Ring slots in his future Soul Ring configuration.

Just thinking about it made his future seem bright.

Especially in this era, when 100,000-Year Soul Rings still carried immense value.