Chapter 49

At the entrance of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

Yuanen Yehui walked out from the depths of the valley with a light step, her face, usually cold as frost, now carrying an undisguised joy.

She carefully cradled a crystalline immortal herb in her hands, which emitted a faint blue glow. Its leaves looked as if they were carved from ice crystals, and as they swayed gently, a chill permeated the air.

"A good harvest?" Luo Yang asked with a smile.

Yuanen Yehui nodded: "This 'Ice Marrow Jade Bone Grass' is a perfect match for my Titan Giant Ape martial soul."

Luo Yang smiled in relief and said nothing more.

Behind him, Affection Douluo stepped forward and patted Luo Yang's shoulder with a solemn expression:

"Little guy, it's your turn. Remember, the seniors inside have rather difficult temperaments. Once you go in, you must be respectful. Do not act recklessly, and certainly do not attempt to forcibly pluck any immortal herbs. Those herbs possess spirituality and will choose their own masters. If they are unwilling, no one can take them away."

Luo Yang nodded obediently: "I understand. Thank you for the reminder, Your Excellency Affection."

Seeing his well-behaved demeanor, Affection Douluo felt a sense of comfort. He gave a few more instructions before clearing the path.

Luo Yang took a deep breath and stepped toward the depths of the valley.

The full view of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well was even more breathtaking than what he had seen from afar.

The central lake looked as if it had been cleaved by a divine sword; one half was crimson like boiling magma, while the other was ice-blue like frozen frost. The red and blue waters collided fiercely at the boundary, yet maintained a delicate balance, forming a straight dividing line.

Mist interwoven with red and blue rose from the lake surface, refracting the sunlight into dreamlike, seven-colored halos.

Around the lake shores, exotic flowers and rare herbs vied for beauty. Some were entirely crystalline, refracting brilliant light under the sun; some had petals burning with real flames that did not scorch their surroundings; others had vines intertwined with starlike specks of light, as if the night sky had been plucked down.

The air was filled with such dense, inseparable spiritual energy that every breath left one feeling refreshed and invigorated.

However, Luo Yang's gaze did not linger on these immortal herbs for long.

His eyes landed on a giant rock not far from the lake shore.

There stood seven figures.

Or rather, seven human forms transformed from fierce beasts and immortal herbs.

At the lead was a woman in red, possessing stunning beauty and a graceful figure, her long crimson hair draped over her shoulders like burning flames.

An indescribable, scorching aura radiated from her, and the ground beneath her feet was scorched slightly red.

Those crimson eyes were currently looking down at Luo Yang.

Infernal Delicate Apricot.

Luo Yang nodded inwardly; it was indeed her.

One of the most powerful immortal herbs in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, the incarnation of the Infernal Delicate Apricot.

Beside her stood six other figures, men and women of various appearances, each exuding a powerful and unique aura.

These were the top-tier immortal herbs that had cultivated in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well for countless millennia; any one of them, if taken out, would be enough to drive the soul masters of the entire continent into a frenzy.

"So many years have passed." Infernal Delicate Apricot spoke first, her voice dainty yet laced with obvious mockery. "Every time a human enters, it's the same face—eyes wide, drooling, wishing they could carry us all away. Greed is truly the nature of you humans."

The other immortal herbs nodded in succession, their gazes toward Luo Yang filled with vigilance and disdain.

Luo Yang's expression remained unchanged, and he even offered a slight smile.

Seeing this reaction, Infernal Delicate Apricot frowned slightly, but she said nothing more. She waved her hand:

"Fine, little guy, show us your martial soul. We old folks will select the most suitable immortal herb for you. Remember, you may only choose one, and once you've chosen, get lost."

Her tone was filled with the condescension of one bestowing charity.

Luo Yang did not retort, merely nodding gently.

The next moment, he raised his right hand.

An invisible, ancient, and profound aura of dead silence slowly emerged from within him.

The aura was not violent, yet it carried a supreme majesty that disregarded all living things and held dominion over life and death.

It was as if an ancient god who had slumbered for ten thousand years had opened its eyes; the mere leakage of this aura caused the temperature of the entire Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well to drop by several degrees.

Infernal Delicate Apricot's expression changed instantly.

The incarnations of the six immortal herbs behind her also had their expressions shift drastically, some even subconsciously taking a step back.

This... what kind of martial soul is this?!

That aura was not a common death attribute, but something more primordial, more ancient—a power that seemed to transcend the laws of life and death itself!

As immortal herbs that had cultivated for countless millennia, they were the most sensitive to the laws of heaven and earth.

The aura radiating from this youth made them feel instinctive fear—a trembling that originated from the depths of their souls when facing a higher-ranked existence!

Infernal Delicate Apricot took a deep breath, suppressing the agitation in her heart and struggling to maintain a facade of composure.

She exchanged a glance with the other immortal herbs and finally spoke:

"Good... a remarkable martial soul. Little guy, it is your turn; we shall select an immortal herb for you."

With a wave of her fair hand, several glowing immortal herbs drifted up from the lake shore and hovered before Luo Yang.

"This 'Crimson Flame Golden Lotus' can temper your soul power and double the might of your fire-type soul skills."

"This 'Frost Jade Marrow' can strengthen your mental power and make your soul more stable."

"This 'Nine-Death Resurrection Grass' can save your life when you are on the verge of death..."

Infernal Delicate Apricot introduced them one by one.

However.

Luo Yang looked at the several immortal herbs floating before him and slowly shook his head.

Infernal Delicate Apricot frowned: "What? These are all the most suitable immortal herbs for your current situation. We have lived for so many years; our judgment cannot be wrong."

Luo Yang smiled.

"I don't want any of these," he said.

Infernal Delicate Apricot was stunned, and the other immortal herbs were stunned as well.

"Don't want them? Then what do you..." Before Infernal Delicate Apricot could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Luo Yang's next words.

"Because—" Luo Yang raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the seven immortal herbs present, and said clearly, word by word:

"I want them all."

All?!

As soon as these words were spoken, the seven immortal herbs were collectively taken aback.

Then, Infernal Delicate Apricot laughed.

That smile was filled with mockery and disdain, even carrying a trace of pity, as if she were looking at a madman who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

"All?" She repeated, her voice suddenly rising, "I think your brain must have been kicked by a donkey! You're so young, yet your tone is quite arrogant!"

Behind her, the avatar of an immortal herb that was entirely deep blue and exuding a chilling aura also sneered:

"Little fellow, do you know what you are saying? Each of us immortal herbs has cultivated for tens of thousands of years; any one of us taken out would be enough to make every soul master on the continent fight until their heads break. You actually want them all?"

"Exactly, exactly!" another immortal herb chimed in, "Who do you think you are? Even if a Limit Douluo came here, they wouldn't dare to boast like that!"