Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well

Outer perimeter of the forest.

The three of them sat around a campfire.

On the fire was a freshly roasted Soft Bone Rabbit.

Jiang Lin ate the rabbit meat while looking at today's items.

Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, price: 16,000 points.

Nuclear Weapon, price: 200,000 points.

Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, price: 17,999 points.

Random Twelve Talisman draw, price: 50,000 points.

Balance: 5,973 points.

Jiang Lin subconsciously gulped; this... not a single one was under 15,000 points?

The Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, although only a cultivation technique from a martial arts world, the Purple Demon Eye within it could indeed help improve spiritual power.

Moreover, Douluo Continent was not exactly a high-level fantasy world, so the items within it would definitely be sufficient.

As for the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum...

This thing seemed to be the most useless one today.

And then there was the Nuclear Weapon...

This was top-tier; even if a god came, it would blast them into dust.

And finally, this random talisman draw...

Jiang Lin remembered seeing a talisman in the shop last time, which was a Dog Talisman.

But the Dog Talisman required a full 500,000 points.

Now, for only 50,000 points, there was a chance to draw the Dog Talisman.

Even if he didn't draw the Dog Talisman, drawing other talismans would be fine too.

For example, the noble Horse Talisman, the high-speed Rabbit, the super-strong Ox, the ever-changing Monkey, the electrifying Pig, and so on.

"System, did you refresh these items because you knew I was going to strike it rich today?"

"Ding, the shop refreshes randomly; there is no rigging involved."

Jiang Lin listened to the answer in his mind, not believing it for a second.

After resting for a while longer, the horizon began to turn pale.

Jiang Lin stood up, "It's about time. Uncle Tang, Elder Chen, let's begin."

Inside the Sunset Forest.

Jiang Lin and Elder Chen flew together.

After explaining the characteristics of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the three of them split up.

Tang Yuan in one group, Elder Chen and Jiang Lin in another.

The Sunset Forest had many mountains, but only a few matched the characteristics.

The place where the powers of ice and fire converged was their target.

Not long after, the three gathered above a valley.

"Is this the place?"

Tang Yuan looked at Jiang Lin and asked.

Jiang Lin nodded, "Let's go, let's head straight in."

With that, the three did not hesitate and flew directly toward the valley below.

As for the surrounding poison array, which was enough to kill a Soul Douluo, the three did not stop. The two Title Douluo naturally did not take this poison array seriously.

Jiang Lin had the Blood Fiend Divine Lightning protecting his body, and besides, the two Title Douluo by his side were also constantly shielding him.

Soon, the three landed steadily without encountering any obstruction.

Only after landing did Jiang Lin properly examine the surrounding environment.

In front of him was a natural spring, one eye with two pools, where ice and fire coexisted.

The Cold Extreme Yin Spring on the left had water as white as milk, chilling to the bone; even just being near it, one could feel a piercing cold deep in the marrow.

The Scorching Yang Spring on the right was as red as blood, the boiling spring water surging endlessly, with heat waves steaming like a furnace.

The two springs converged in the center of the pools, forming a perfect Taiji pattern.

The powers of ice and fire checked and balanced each other here while blending together, making this small plot of land contain both extremely cold and extremely hot spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Without a doubt, this was one of the few treasure troves in the entire Douluo Continent.

At this moment, an old man sat by the edge of the spring.

The old man was thin and tall, his gaunt, bamboo-like frame draped in a dark green robe. His gray-green hair hung loosely over his shoulders, and his face was withered and sinister. Deep within his sunken eye sockets, a pair of emerald pupils flickered with the cold, venomous light of a serpent.

He was, naturally, the Title Douluo Dugu Bo.

Only after the three of them landed did Dugu Bo belatedly notice their intrusion.

He stood up in a hurry, his expression extremely gloomy, his cold, piercing gaze sweeping over the three of them without restraint.

"Who are you! How dare you trespass on this old man's sanctuary!"

Jiang Lin looked at the old man before him, the corners of his mouth curling upward slightly.

"Title Douluo, I have long admired your name."

The moment Jiang Lin spoke, he instantly drew Dugu Bo's full attention.

With his keen eye, it was not difficult to see that Jiang Lin was the leader of the trio.

"Boy, you had better give this old man a reasonable explanation."

Although Dugu Bo's tone was fierce, he did not dare to act rashly.

Because he could not see through the cultivation levels of the two people beside Jiang Lin.

As time passed, Dugu Bo's mood grew increasingly heavy.

Jiang Lin watched the darkening expression on Dugu Bo's face and smiled faintly.

"Senior wants an explanation? Very well, then I shall explain: this place now belongs to me."

"Insolent! You go too far! Do you think this old man is made of clay?!"

As he spoke, Dugu Bo instantly initiated Martial Soul Possession, and a massive Jade Phosphorus Serpent Emperor appeared behind him.

Appearing with it were nine soul rings: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and black.

A terrifying soul power swept forth, and the surrounding atmosphere churned under this horrific pressure.

But Jiang Lin did not take it to heart.

Before he had drawn Tang Yuan, he might have been wary, but since he had already drawn Tang Yuan, if he still needed to be afraid, wouldn't that have been a waste of the draw?

Following the release of Dugu Bo's martial soul, Elder Chen did not hesitate in the slightest.

Behind Elder Chen, a three-eyed fire leopard appeared.

But what made Dugu Bo's pupils shrink was that at Elder Chen's feet, there appeared the same nine soul rings as his own.

"Title Douluo... where on earth do you come from!"

Dugu Bo's eyes tightened, his mind frantically searching for when he could have possibly provoked such an existence.

Fire leopard...

Could it be an old monster hidden away by the Fire Leopard Sect, one of the lower four sects?

But he had never offended the Fire Leopard Sect, had he?

"That is something you do not need to know. What you need to know is that after today, this place changes hands."

"You..."

Dugu Bo clenched his fists. "Even if your level is one rank higher than mine, that does not mean I am afraid of you."

Dugu Bo stared fixedly at Elder Chen, feeling that he could hold his own.

Because Chrysanthemum Douluo, a 95th-rank Title Douluo, had been unable to do anything to him for so many years, he was quite confident.

Moreover, this place could suppress the toxins within his body; if he left, he might drop dead the next time his poison flared up.

Furthermore, this was the place where his granddaughter Dugu Yan would suppress her own toxins in the future; he absolutely could not give it up.

Watching the two men in a standoff, Tang Yuan grew somewhat impatient.

It was merely a 91st-rank trash Title Douluo; was it really worth wasting so much time?

"Hmph."

Tang Yuan let out a cold snort.

In the next second, Dugu Bo, who was still locked in a standoff with Elder Chen, suddenly felt an immense pressure.

His previously straight spine bent instantly.

Cold sweat streamed down his temples, and the sudden, crushing weight on his back made Dugu Bo feel as if he were carrying a mountain.

He fell to one knee, struggling to lift his head to look at Tang Yuan not far away, his eyes filled with horror.

The other party's cultivation was far above his own; he was the most terrifying of the three!

Realizing this, Dugu Bo's face turned ashen in an instant, and the ferocity and shock in his eyes dissolved into a thick, dead despair.