Douluo: The Cry of Qian Renxue at the Wrong Grave, I Rise from the Coffin
Chapter 43

Dugu Bo? Get Lost or Die!

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"Not at all. We couldn't be more welcome."

Though Xue Ye's tone seemed respectful, a trace of complicated emotion flashed through his eyes.

"Then I hope we meet again someday!"

Qian Cheng turned into a streak of red light, taking Qian Renxue with him as they vanished from everyone's sight, leaving only silence behind.

"They're finally gone..."

Seeing that Qian Cheng had finally left, Xue Ye let out a long breath and relaxed completely.

"Your Majesty, Qian Cheng's behavior is far too arrogant. We cannot let this continue!"

Ge Long's eyes revealed a hint of unwillingness.

"That is inevitable, but for now, we have no one capable of standing against him. We can only wait patiently."

A cold glint flashed through Xue Ye's eyes, and his voice carried icy killing intent. "One day, I will make him pay the price!"

Half an hour later, the Spirit Hall group led by Qian Cheng gathered outside a small forest shrouded in poisonous mist.

"Old man, what is so special about this place?"

Qingluan Douluo could not understand why Qian Cheng cared about such a small valley.

"This was once my sacred cultivation ground. Not only can it greatly increase one's cultivation speed, but it also contains many herbs that are immensely beneficial to soul masters."

"Unfortunately, some brainless Pope actually gave up this treasure land."

Qian Cheng's tone carried a trace of regret.

As a transmigrator, Qian Cheng naturally knew the origins of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

It was a peerless place formed after the deaths of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings.

During his time as Pope, he had incorporated this place into Spirit Hall's territory.

However, in order to attain the rank of Supreme God, he had lain down in a coffin and lost control of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

When he awakened again, he discovered that some brainless fool had casually abandoned this treasure land.

The reason for abandoning it was even more absurd—something about how soul masters had to rely on themselves in cultivation and could not depend on external things.

Qian Cheng was so enraged that his teeth itched. He wanted nothing more than to dig that fellow out of the ground and see whether he had smashed his brain as a child!

"So that's how it is..."

Qingluan Douluo looked at the poisonous fog before them and said in surprise, "This is Jade Phosphor Serpent's Cold Poison. I'm afraid someone has occupied your place."

"No matter. If he refuses to leave, then let him rest here forever."

Qian Cheng raised a hand slightly and slashed downward through the air.

The dense wall of poisonous gas before them silently vanished in a section, revealing a passage several meters wide.

"Go in!"

Qian Cheng led Qian Renxue inside first.

The others followed close behind.

After passing through the poisonous barrier released by Dugu Bo, a dreamlike valley came into view.

Though the valley was not large, all sorts of strange plants grew within it.

What drew the eye most was the lake at its center.

One half was milky white, the other vermilion red, distributed in the form of a yin-yang symbol like the most perfect painting in heaven and earth.

At the center of the spring, an extraordinary plant grew on each side.

One was entirely icy blue, with strange leaves and eight protruding leaf points.

The other was entirely fiery red and faintly emitted scorching heat.

"The scenery here remains unforgettable, no matter how many times I have seen it."

The corner of Qian Cheng's mouth curled upward in a faint smile.

"Ancestor, this place really is beautiful, but what does it do?"

Qian Renxue asked curiously.

"You'll find out soon enough."

Qian Cheng's gaze slowly swept across the valley.

All the Immortal Grade herbs used by the Shrek Seven Devils had already grown during this era.

Qian Cheng knew the medicinal properties of most herbs in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Only a small portion of the newly grown medicinal herbs required some time to study.

"Qingluan Douluo, go to Spirit City right now and bring some people here."

"Bring me all soul masters with Innate Soul Power of rank seven or higher, under fifteen years old, and loyal and trustworthy!"

"Also, tell Qian Daoliu to go to my courtyard and bring my furnace over."

Qian Cheng turned and spoke to Qingluan Douluo.

"Got it!"

Without asking further questions, Qingluan Douluo took more than a dozen Titled Douluo and flew back toward Spirit Hall.

Though he did not know how many of Spirit Hall's younger-generation soul masters could meet Qian Cheng's requirements, it was always safer to have more people return.

What if there were more than ten? He could not bring them all alone.

Once Qingluan Douluo left, only a handful of people remained in the valley.

Qian Cheng, Qian Renxue, Holy Dragon Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo...

There had originally been quite a few people, so Ghost Douluo had not noticed anything unusual about Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Now that there were fewer people, Ghost Douluo felt that Chrysanthemum Douluo seemed a little off.

"Ju Huaguan, did you forget to take your medicine today?"

Ghost Douluo poked Chrysanthemum Douluo's arm and asked with a puzzled expression.

"I saw my future—my future!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo stared intently at a chrysanthemum in the distance, his eyes filled with fervor.

If Qian Cheng had not been here, he would likely have rushed over already.

That was the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum!

"Wake up. You ruined your own future long ago."

Ghost Douluo looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo disdainfully.

Chrysanthemum Douluo had chosen the wrong path in his early years and only realized it after becoming a Titled Douluo.

Unfortunately, it was already too late!

"That was before! Didn't you see that chrysanthemum? That is my future!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo pointed excitedly at the golden chrysanthemum in the distance.

"Wait, why does that thing look so much like your martial soul?"

Ghost Douluo followed the direction Chrysanthemum Douluo pointed, and surprise immediately appeared on his face.

"That is called the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum. If Chrysanthemum Douluo can consume it, he can at least become a Super Douluo!"

Qian Cheng's voice suddenly rang out.

"Old man, you understand Immortal Grade herbs too?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at Qian Cheng in surprise.

"I have lived this long. What is there that I cannot understand?"

"I know what you are thinking. Once Qian Daoliu brings my alchemy furnace, I will refine all the herbs here into pills!"

"Each of you will receive at least one!"

Qian Cheng's tone was calm, yet it conveyed overwhelming confidence.

The alchemy arts in Douluo were relatively basic, even crude.

But alchemy arts produced by the system started at an advanced level!

One Immortal Grade herb could produce at least five pills!

"Moon Guan is willing to devote his life and soul to Spirit Hall!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo dropped to his knees at once.

He had no idea what alchemy was.

All Chrysanthemum Douluo heard was the latter half of Qian Cheng's words!

He would get a share of the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum!

Perhaps Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice was too loud, or perhaps the commotion from that group of Titled Douluo flying away had been too great, disturbing someone sleeping in a cave.

"Bold thieves! How dare you trespass into this old man's herb garden!"

Amid a voice filled with fury, an elderly man who appeared to be in his fifties flew out of the cave.

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