Dugu Bo's expression changed completely the instant he heard the words "the young lady's poison has flared up."
It was not anger.
It was fear.
The fear of a Title Douluo.
His figure flashed, and he almost turned into a green blur as he darted out of the Herb Garden.
Di Yao did not move immediately.
He lowered his gaze toward the Fusang Red Heart Lotus at the boundary between ice and fire.
The crimson dark-gold lotus swayed gently in the mist.
Ice and fire energies coiled around its roots.
Its heart resembled the sun.
The Demon Emperor Di Jun Martial Soul within his body conveyed a distinct trace of longing.
Di Yao's eyes narrowed slightly.
It was not time yet.
The Fusang Red Heart Lotus could be taken.
But it could not be forcibly taken now.
This was Dugu Bo's Herb Garden.
It was also the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
What he needed now was for Dugu Bo to personally hand over this Immortal Herb.
Things acquired through a deal were more secure than things taken by force.
Di Yao turned around and followed the path back out of the Herb Garden.
Outside the poison mist.
Hu Liena, Falling Devil Douluo, Gui Mei, and the others had already noticed the disturbance.
Outside Soul-Falling Slope, a carriage was hurriedly pushed over.
The moment the carriage stopped, its curtain was lifted.
A green-haired girl was helped down.
She was fifteen or sixteen.
Her features were bright and beautiful, carrying the pride common among young ladies of the Heaven Dou Nobles.
Yet at this moment, there was not the slightest trace of color on her face.
Her lips had turned purple.
Cold sweat covered her forehead.
Fine jade-green poison markings spread from her neck toward the side of her face.