Soul-Devouring Nether Orchid, Bibi Dong Marked for Special Attention by a God!

The Immortal Herb stood about one foot three inches tall. It had no leaves, and its stem was translucent silver-gray, like condensed moonlight imprisoned within a hollow bone.

Holding the Immortal Herb, Xiao Yao said, "Dong'er, this Immortal Herb is called the Soul-Devouring Nether Orchid. It can greatly strengthen the soul-devouring and death attributes of whoever consumes it. It is a perfect match for you."

"After you eat it, the strength of your Martial Souls will basically reach the highest level an ordinary person on the continent can possess!"

"And because this single Immortal Herb will strengthen both of your Martial Soul Origins at once, there is a very high chance that you will later achieve Self-Martial Soul Fusion."

Looking at the eerie yet beautiful Immortal Herb, Bibi Dong suppressed the waves of craving coming from her Martial Souls and said happily, "Thank you, Young Master! Young Master has already done so much for me. I don't even know how I can repay you in the future!"

Xiao Yao smiled. "Just be my maid for the rest of your life. I was hoping you would stay by my side forever."

"All right, enough talk. I'll tell you the precautions for taking it. Consume this Immortal Herb first."

Bibi Dong felt that being the Young Master's maid for life was a reward, not repayment.

After listening to the Young Master explain how to consume it, Bibi Dong took the Immortal Herb he handed her and swallowed it as instructed.

Within a few breaths, Bibi Dong's two Martial Souls appeared beside her at the same time.

The death and soul-devouring attributes belonging to the Immortal Herb continuously strengthened these two already incomparably powerful Martial Souls!

Several hours later, the setting sun cast its glow across the courtyard.

After fully digesting the Immortal Herb, Bibi Dong opened her eyes and carefully sensed the changes her Martial Souls had brought her.

Her eyes immediately brightened, and a hint of relief appeared on her face. "Young Master, Young Master, I feel like my Martial Souls are now two or three tiers stronger than before!"

"And I can feel some sort of connection between my two Martial Souls. It seems to be the Self-Martial Soul Fusion that Young Master mentioned!"

Bibi Dong was overjoyed. Her two Martial Souls had already been among the continent's finest, sovereigns among spider Martial Souls, and now they were even stronger than before.

Moreover, these two strengthened Martial Souls had actually developed a connection. She knew just how absurd and overwhelming a Martial Soul Fusion Skill could be, capable of easily allowing one to fight across ranks.

If her two Martial Souls, which were already of the same origin and perfectly complementary, achieved Self-Martial Soul Fusion, just how powerful would it be?

Xiao Yao carefully sensed the strength of Dong'er's two Martial Souls and smiled faintly to himself.

Mm, they have already reached the strength of Super-Level Martial Souls, among the strongest below Demigod-Level Martial Souls. If Dong'er achieves Self-Martial Soul Fusion later, she will definitely reach the strength of Demigod-Level Martial Souls with ease.

More importantly, Dong'er's two Martial Souls were already the pinnacle among beast Martial Souls, sovereigns among spiders. One governed death and the body, while the other governed devouring and the soul. They complemented each other far too perfectly!

Now that a single Immortal Herb has strengthened them from the same source, their inherent attributes have improved and they have even formed a trace of connection. With Dong'er's talent, she will definitely be able to develop a Self-Martial Soul Fusion Technique.

Thinking this, Xiao Yao felt that Dong'er truly had a promising future. Her two Martial Souls shared the same origin and complemented each other, while their attributes were of an extremely high order: death, devouring, and soul.

Just as Bibi Dong was happily feeling that she had taken another step closer to the Young Master,

Xiao Yao took out another Immortal Herb. Bibi Dong looked over.

It was an ordinary-looking white flower, about the size of a palm and shaped like a peony. It had no leaves, and its roots were connected to a large stone. Several startling patches of red marked the white petals, vivid as blood and carrying a heart-stirring beauty.

Bibi Dong asked curiously, "Young Master, what Immortal Herb is this? Why does it seem to carry such a tragic beauty?"

Xiao Yao said, "This Immortal Herb is a divine treasure among immortal medicinal herbs, the king of Immortal Herbs. It is called Lovesick Heartbreak Red."

"Its origin is rather tragic, according to the legends."

Bibi Dong asked curiously, "Young Master, what kind of story could make someone feel such tragic beauty just by looking at an Immortal Herb?"

Xiao Yao said, "Long ago, there was a young man who loved tending flowers and planting trees. His garden was filled with green lotuses, lotus roots, and flowers of every color."

"He would compose poems for the flowers and raise a cup to invite the moon. Whenever he saw withered blossoms drifting down, he would be overcome with sorrow. He would gather the fallen petals, bury them in the earth, and weep over them again and again."

"His virtuous love for flowers moved a flower fairy in the heavens. She secretly descended to the mortal world and became his wife, and they lived blissfully together."

"When the gods learned of this, they flew into a rage. Declaring that immortals and mortals could not be joined, they ordered the flower fairy back to the God Realm."

"After losing his beloved, the young man sank into depression and abandoned his flowers. One day, a white-haired old man came and told him that the white peony in his courtyard was the incarnation of his wife. So long as he destroyed the flower, the flower fairy would lose her immortal body, be cast down into the mortal world, and become husband and wife with him once again.

The young man suddenly came to his senses and regretted neglecting his flowers. Though he loved his wife dearly, he could not bear to burn the peony.

In the end, he carefully tended the peony, weeping before it day and night. When his tears dried and his heart broke, he died of longing. At the moment of his death, his blood spilled onto the petals."

"The peony immediately transformed from a flower into an herb. The young man's heart's blood stained its pure white petals with red threads, and so it was named Lovesick Heartbreak Red."

By the end of the story, Bibi Dong was already crying uncontrollably. She had always been an emotional person, and now she had heard such a tragic tale of love torn apart by differences in identity and strength.

She thought of herself. If the gap in strength and status between her and the Young Master continued to grow, would all kinds of people and circumstances arise to obstruct the feelings between them?

Would the Young Master abandon her someday for some unavoidable reason? Would she ultimately be powerless to struggle, left only to cling to the things he had once owned and mourn the days of their childhood in sorrow and misery?

She didn't want that! No! No! She wanted strength—the strength to ensure that no one could stop her from being with the Young Master! Whoever dared stand in the way of her feelings for him, she would kill them!

At that moment, a figure in the God Realm watched this scene and said, "Interesting. At such a young age, she possesses such abundant and complex emotions. Her potential is quite good as well. She deserves special attention. If possible, she will be the one. I have truly had enough of these lonely, boring days in the God Realm!"

"Traveling the universe with my beloved, searching for all kinds of delicacies, gathering all kinds of ingredients, and making all kinds of delicious food—that is the life I want!"

After Xiao Yao finished telling the story, he stared in slight astonishment at Dong'er, who was crying profusely, her emotions fluctuating so violently that she looked as though she could barely breathe.

Was that really necessary? It was just a story, and I don't even know if it was true. Dong'er reacted so strongly. If I had known, I wouldn't have told her this story. I would have just explained how to pick it.

It seemed that Dong'er was under a great deal of pressure normally. Letting it out through tears was good too.