A Double Dose of Ice and Fire! We're an Old Married Couple, What's There to Be Shy About?

Dugu Bo watched Ye Qing walk toward the two immortal herbs, a flicker of complexity crossing his emerald eyes.

He finally spoke up: "Kid, let this old man warn you one more time."

"The water of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well is a natural wonder formed by the intersection of extreme cold and extreme heat."

"Even a Title Douluo like this old man wouldn't dare touch it lightly, and you, a level ten Spirit Master without a single spirit ring..."

"Senior."

Ye Qing interrupted him, refuting: "It is precisely because I am a level ten Spirit Master that I have a chance."

Dugu Bo frowned: "What do you mean?"

"The water of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well maintains a delicate balance where the forces of ice and fire check each other."

"The spirit power attributes within a Title Douluo are too strong; once entering the water, they would break this balance and suffer the backlash of the ice and fire forces."

Ye Qing explained: "But I only have level ten spirit power right now, and the fluctuations of my internal spirit power attributes are weak, so I won't disrupt the balance."

"Coupled with the neutralizing medicinal properties of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Blazing Apricot Delicate, I have a seventy percent chance of success."

"..."

Dugu Bo fell silent.

He had never considered this logic before.

But upon careful reflection, it seemed to hold some truth.

"Seventy percent."

Dugu Bo repeated the number, then suddenly let out a scoff: "What a big mouth you have. Do you think seventy percent is high?"

"Seventy percent is already the highest success rate I've ever had in my life."

Ye Qing grinned: "Back when I was a piece of trash, I didn't even have the right to choose."

Having said that, he hesitated no longer and strode toward the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

He plucked the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass with his left hand, and a bone-chilling cold instantly spread up his arm, covering his left hand in a thin layer of ice.

He plucked the Blazing Apricot Delicate with his right hand, and a scorching heat wave surged into his palm, turning his right hand bright red.

One ice, one fire—two extreme forces repelled and pulled at each other within his hands.

Ye Qing took a deep breath and shoved both immortal herbs into his mouth at once!

"BOOM!"

Ice and fire exploded within his body!

Ye Qing's eyes widened abruptly, his body lunged forward, and he leaped!

He jumped into the water of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!

"Ye Qing!"

Dugu Yan rushed to the edge of the pool, her emerald eyes filled with terror.

Dugu Bo also flashed to the edge of the pool, ready to intervene and save him at any moment.

However, the next second, both of them were stunned.

Ye Qing had not been dissolved into slag by the pool water as Dugu Bo had imagined.

He floated quietly in the water, which was interwoven with ice-blue and crimson-red, a strange luster appearing on the surface of his skin.

His left side was covered in thin ice.

His right side was covered in flames.

Ice and fire used his body as a battlefield, clashing fiercely.

Yet, in a mysterious way, they were gradually merging.

Dugu Bo's eyes widened, his emerald pupils filled with disbelief.

"This kid..."

His voice was somewhat hoarse, "He actually held on?"

Dugu Yan clenched her fists tightly, unaware that her nails were digging into her palms.

She stared at the youth floating with closed eyes in the pool, her heart feeling as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

You must succeed.

You have to succeed!

If you dare not to succeed, I will kick you back even if I have to chase you to hell!

Dugu Bo stood by the pool with his hands behind his back, watching the youth undergoing the baptism of ice and fire, light flickering in his emerald eyes.

He suddenly had a strong premonition.

The moment this youth walked out of the pool, the entire Douluo Continent would be shaken to its core.

A month.

A whole month.

Dugu Yan felt she had never endured such torment in her entire life.

It was more nerve-wracking than the first time she awakened her martial soul, more unsettling than taking the entrance exam for the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and even more panic-inducing than the morning after she had gotten blackout drunk and forced herself upon Ye Qing.

The water of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well remained a tapestry of icy blue and crimson, like two pigments stirred together by a mischievous child, yet never truly blending.

The black-haired youth floated quietly in the water.

One half of his body was covered in thin ice, the other scorched by flames, resembling a sculpture that was simultaneously frozen and ignited.

Dugu Yan crouched by the pool, arms wrapped around her knees, her emerald eyes fixed unblinkingly on Ye Qing in the water.

She had been crouching here for a month.

She ate here, drank here, and even dozed off here.

If Dugu Bo hadn't dragged her away every few days for forced rest, she probably would have taken root by the pool.

"Grandpa, how is he today?"

Dugu Yan asked without turning her head.

Dugu Bo stood behind her with his hands behind his back, his beard twitching slightly: "Yan'er, you asked this question yesterday."

"And the day before."

"And the day before that—"

"Grandpa!" Dugu Yan bristled, turning her head to glare at him.

Dugu Bo immediately shut his mouth, raising his hands in surrender.

A dignified Title Douluo, the continent's premier master of poison, was as timid as a student called out by a teacher in front of his own granddaughter.

Yet, timid as he was, Dugu Bo felt deeply moved.

His emerald eyes fell upon Dugu Yan, observing the anxiety and worry written in her eyes, and his heart was a complex mix of emotions.

His granddaughter, Yan'er, had always been high-minded since she was a child.

She wouldn't even spare a glance for the many geniuses at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Back then, that boy from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family had chased after her relentlessly, yet she hadn't even bothered to give him a smile.

But now?

For this little bastard she had known for less than a month, who only had a soul power of level ten, she was braving the wind and sun, eating poorly, sleeping poorly, and had even lost a circle of weight.

This was true affection.

It seemed Yan'er had truly set her heart on this boy.

Thinking of this, Dugu Bo felt both gratified and heartbroken.

He was gratified that his granddaughter had finally found someone to entrust her life to.

He was heartbroken that the little girl he had raised for over a decade had been whisked away by a mysterious pretty boy.

Moreover, the boy's intentions didn't seem entirely pure.

"Rest assured, this boy's vitality is incredibly robust."

Dugu Bo sighed: "I observe that the powers of ice and fire within his body have now reached a balance; if nothing goes wrong, he should wake up in a day or two."

Dugu Yan's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"When has Grandpa ever lied to you?"

Dugu Yan turned her head, fixing her gaze back on Ye Qing in the pool, the corners of her mouth curling upward involuntarily.

Dugu Bo saw this, and his heart felt sour once more.

Just as Dugu Bo was preparing to check the medicinal garden, the pool water suddenly underwent a strange transformation!

"Bang!"

The previously calm surface of the water exploded violently, and a pillar of water shot into the sky.

Icy blue and crimson light intertwined into a dazzling beam, illuminating the entire valley as if it were broad daylight.

A figure leaped out from the water column!

His black hair traced a sharp arc in the air, and crystalline water droplets slid off his body, refracting a myriad of colors under the glow of the ice and fire.

Dugu Yan's heart skipped a beat.

He was out.

Ye Qing had finally come out!

However, the next second, her face turned bright red, so red it looked as if it might bleed.

Ye Qing's clothes had been completely corroded away by the water of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

He stood by the pool completely naked, without a single thread on his body.

Her skin shimmered under the radiance of ice and fire, glowing with a luster akin to glazed glass.

That physique, those lines, that...

Dugu Yan abruptly covered her eyes, yet her gaze, peeking through the gaps between her fingers, drifted uncontrollably toward a certain direction.

Looking was one thing, but she maintained every bit of her required reserve.

"You, you, you, you hurry up and put some clothes on!"

Dugu Yan's voice was filled with both shame and urgency, her emerald eyes nearly spitting fire.

This bastard!

Coming out was one thing, but why did he have to show off?

Showing off was one thing, but why did he have to do it naked!

Ye Qing looked down at himself, then back up at Dugu Yan, who was shielding her face.

The corners of his mouth curled into an incredibly punchable grin.

"What are you afraid of? We're practically an old married couple; it's not like you haven't seen it before."

"Who's an old married couple with you!"

Dugu Yan was so mortified her voice cracked: "Hurry up and get dressed!"

"Alright, alright, alright, I'm putting them on."

Ye Qing agreed with his mouth, but his movements were sluggish, as if he were broadcasting in slow motion.

He fished out a spare set of clothes, muttering as he put them on: "I don't know how many times you've seen it before; isn't it a bit too late to be shy now..."

"What did you say?!"

"Nothing! I said the weather is really nice today!"

"Hmph!"

Dugu Yan glared at him fiercely through the gaps in her fingers.