Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well

Qian Renxue's gaze changed. It was not surprise, but something far more complicated.

Her voice was soft.

"Before we set out, had you already made all the plans?"

Fang Mo did not deny it. He nodded calmly. "I merely made the preparations I should have made."

Qian Renxue stared at him for three seconds.

"Little Brother Fang Mo."

"Hmm?"

"Were you really only six years old?"

The corner of Fang Mo's mouth twitched. "I'll already be seven next month."

Qian Renxue let out a soft laugh, then quickly restrained herself and resumed her reserved expression.

The carriage traveled for nearly two days.

Bibi Dong rode alone in a carriage the entire way, occasionally summoning Fang Mo over to question him.

Whenever Fang Mo returned from the main carriage, Hu Liena would cast him curious looks, but she never asked anything.

On the third day.

Sunset Forest.

Fang Mo's pupils contracted slightly. This was where the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well was located.

"Everyone, dismount."

Bibi Dong's voice came from ahead. Fang Mo and the other four climbed out of their carriage in turn.

Bibi Dong stood at the front, her armored robe fluttering gently in the morning breeze. Her long hair was tied high, and her eyes swept across everyone present.

"From now on, everyone enters combat readiness."

Her voice was not loud, yet it carried unquestionable authority.

"No one is to leave the group without permission, make unnecessary noise, or act alone."

Her gaze fell on Fang Mo and lingered there for a moment longer.

"Fang Mo, stay behind me. Qian Renxue, stay behind Fang Mo."

Qian Renxue was slightly startled, but quickly nodded.

Bibi Dong then looked toward Hu Liena and the other two.

"You three will remain in the middle of the guard detail. Report immediately if anything unusual occurs."

"Yes."

The three answered in unison.

Bibi Dong turned to face the six Title Douluo.

"Senior Golden Crocodile, Senior Snake Lance, I ask the two of you to support us from the flanks. Elder Chrysanthemum, Elder Gui, follow behind me."

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded slightly, while Snake Lance Douluo cupped his fists and accepted the order.

Yue Guan's gaze was utterly unlike usual.

Normally, he was lazy and carefree, always holding a flower in his hand and speaking in an elegant tone.

But at this moment, his eyes burned with an almost fanatical light.

Immortal Herbs.

The legendary Immortal Herbs.

He had spent most of his life searching for them, and today, he finally had a chance to see them with his own eyes.

"Old Chrysanthemum." Gui Mei glanced at him. "Calm down."

Chrysanthemum Douluo paused, then revealed an embarrassed smile.

"Don't worry, Old Gui. I know what I'm doing."

Bibi Dong said nothing more. She slowly raised her right hand, then swept it forward.

"Move out."

Everything went smoothly.

About half an hour later, the group arrived at the outer edge of the poisonous miasma.

Everyone had taken antidote pills. The pills' effects lasted for an hour, more than enough time to pass through the miasma.

The group advanced through the poisonous fog in silence.

A quarter of an hour.

Another quarter of an hour.

At first, the poisonous mist grew thicker and thicker, then gradually began to thin.

It was as though they had passed through an invisible wall, and the air ahead began to turn fresh.

The air carried the scent of sulfur, mixed with a faint floral fragrance.

Yue Guan's eyes snapped open.

His pupils shrank violently.

The sight before him left even this well-traveled Title Douluo frozen in place.

It was a wide, open valley.

Countless exotic flowers and rare herbs grew throughout the valley, many of which he had only seen in ancient texts, while some were not even recorded in those texts.

Golden chrysanthemums bloomed beneath the sunlight, their petals shimmering with a translucent luster.

That was the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum—his Martial Soul and the legend he had sought for most of his life.

Beside it stood an entirely emerald-green orchid, its petals as thin as cicada wings and radiating a faint glow.

It was the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid.

Farther away, a crimson flower stood proudly alone, weak flames flickering within its pistil.

This was the Infernal Delicate Apricot.

And at the very center of the valley, two utterly different lights converged within a spring.

One blue and one red, one ice and one fire.

The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes reddened.

He opened his mouth, and a muffled, almost choked sound emerged from his throat.

"Found it..."

His voice trembled.

"Forty years... Forty years, and I've finally found the legendary Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo slowly sank to his knees.

He was not kneeling to anyone.

He was kneeling to this land before him, this land he had spent his entire life pursuing.

Yue Guan's expression was somewhat crazed.

When his fingertips touched the soil, he even grabbed a handful and smeared it across his face.

It carried the scent of Immortal Herbs. That scent made his Martial Soul tremble wildly inside him, as though it had returned to its mother's embrace.

Fang Mo stood at the edge of the valley, looking at everything before him.

It was exactly as described in the original work.

It was even more spectacular than in the original work.

This was a natural holy land of Immortal Herbs. Without Dugu Bo's artificial interference, every Immortal Herb had retained its most primitive and perfect state of growth.

As for the valley's original inhabitant.

That Medusa with ten-thousand-year cultivation had fled without a trace the moment it sensed the powerful presence of so many Title Douluo.

The valley was so quiet that only the wind could be heard.

Everyone stood at the valley's edge, stunned by the sight before them.

Even Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had lived most of his life and witnessed countless grand scenes, could not help narrowing his eyes slightly.

The strange flowers and rare herbs covering the ground each exuded dense spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Some even seemed to breathe out light.

Bibi Dong was the first to recover her senses.

Her gaze swept across the entire valley. After assessing the terrain, the distribution of the Immortal Herbs, and the location of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, she made her judgment.

"Everyone, remain where you are."

Her voice was not loud, but it still carried an authority that brooked no argument.

"Until we confirm that it is safe, no one may touch a single plant."

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded slightly.

"The Pope is right. In a place like this, the more precious something is, the more likely it is to have traps."

Bibi Dong turned to Yue Guan.

At this moment, Yue Guan had already recovered from his earlier emotions.

He set down the medicine box on his back, took out a pair of gloves as thin as cicada wings, and slowly put them on.

"Rest assured, Pope."

Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice had regained its composure, but the fanatical light in his eyes shone brighter than ever.

"Harvesting Immortal Herbs is a technical skill. I've done it my whole life. I won't make a mistake."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly.

"Elder Chrysanthemum, you will take charge."

Chrysanthemum Douluo drew a deep breath and walked toward the center of the valley.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan did not immediately begin. He first slowly circled along the edge.

Whenever he passed an Immortal Herb, he would stop, then close his eyes and use all his senses to identify it.

The entire process lasted a quarter of an hour.

When he returned before the others, his expression had changed from fanaticism to solemnity.

"Your Holiness."

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan cupped his fists and said:

"The number of Immortal Herb varieties and the quality of them far exceed my expectations. I just made a rough identification..."