Warm medicinal liquid enveloped his body, the power of the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood intertwining with the nourishment of the medicinal bath.
Huo Yuhao could clearly feel the tingling pain throughout his body. It was a sign that he was being reborn.
He bit down hard on his lip and continually transformed his body according to the secret method passed down with the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood.
Inside the wooden tub, the liquid, originally a murky brown, gradually turned clear.
Before long, its color began to deepen again.
Those were the impurities and foul blood expelled from his body as the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood transformed it.
Though the medicinal liquid had already lost its effect, the transformation brought on by the essence blood had not stopped.
He had no idea how long it had been when faint footsteps sounded outside the wooden house.
Huo Yuhao stopped using the secret method. The Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood was already inside him and could be used at any time, so there was no need to rush.
As soon as he came to his senses, a pungent, foul stench nearly knocked him out.
Outside the wooden house, Ye Cangwu knocked on the door. "Yuhao, you can come out now."
Huo Yuhao answered and used the clean water he had prepared nearby to wipe himself down.
Ye Cangwu stood at the doorway, his nose twitching slightly.
Besides the smell of the medicinal liquid, why was there such a strong stench of blood in here?
"Uncle Ye." Huo Yuhao opened the door from inside. His black hair was dripping wet, making his small face look even fairer and more adorable.
Compared to when they had first met, Huo Yuhao had improved by far more than just a little.
Ye Cangwu looked toward the bathing tub. Seeing the dark color, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
"Though this medicinal bath can unblock the meridians and repair the foundations, I've never seen it have such a powerful effect." Ye Cangwu asked softly, "Could it be that your Martial Soul happens to be perfectly compatible with the medicinal properties of the bath, producing such a remarkable effect?"
One good thing about Douluo Continent was that whenever something didn't make sense, you could blame it on the Martial Soul.
An unusual constitution?
It was caused by the Martial Soul Awakening.
A strange change in the body?
The Martial Soul had probably mutated.
Anything else?
No idea. What could a six-year-old child possibly know?
Huo Yuhao shook his head, his expression tinged with disappointment. "Not yet. We were fleeing and traveling before, so we missed the awakening ceremony."
Fleeing?
Ye Cangwu hadn't heard of any disaster along the way.
"Then what is your father's Martial Soul? Martial Souls are often inherited. We might be able to glean a few clues from your father's."
At the mention of Dai Hao, a trace of barely perceptible coldness flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes before he quickly concealed it.
He had considered casually making up a Martial Soul, but Ye Cangwu, born into the Nine-Heart Begonia family, was no village farmer. He was well-informed, so it was better to tell him the truth.
Huo Yuhao lowered his head and said reluctantly, "His Martial Soul is the Evil Eye White Tiger. I heard it's some kind of powerful Beast Martial Soul."
"The Evil Eye White Tiger." Ye Cangwu looked surprised. "I see."
The Evil Eye White Tiger was a renowned Beast Martial Soul across Douluo Continent, and the symbol of the Star Luo Imperial Family.
Thinking of the state of Huo Yuhao and his mother, Ye Cangwu had more or less guessed what they had been through.
Huo Yuhao was probably an illegitimate child of some member of the Star Luo Imperial Family.
They must have been unable to survive in Star Luo, which was why they had traveled thousands of miles to the Heaven Dou Empire.
That also explained why they had missed the Martial Soul Awakening ceremony at Spirit Hall.
He continued calmly, "The Evil Eye White Tiger is a top-level Beast Martial Soul. Perhaps this medicinal bath happened to nourish your origins and awaken some of your bloodline's potential, which is why the effect was so pronounced."
The fact that the child had changed so much after just one medicinal bath showed that his bloodline was quite pure; his circumstances had simply held him back before.
Huo Yuhao's heart stirred. The opportunity had come. He raised his small face and looked at Ye Cangwu. "Uncle Ye, if ordinary herbs can have this kind of effect, wouldn't Immortal Herbs work even better?"
Huo Yuhao had deliberately brought up Immortal Herbs.
One thing every transmigrator in Douluo did was get to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well before God King Tang and claim its treasures.
The problem was that Huo Yuhao didn't know anything about herbs.
Even if he found the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, he probably wouldn't recognize anything except the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot growing beside the spring.
There was no helping it. It had been too long since he had read the original novel.
The only reason he could remember how the plot unfolded was that one certain big shot had been so outrageous that he was constantly forced to recall the painful experience of following the story as it came out.
In the original novel, the only ones who clearly knew the characteristics and effects of Immortal Herbs were Tang San and Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan.
Yang Wudi, as the Breaking Clan's leader and an expert in medicinal properties, should know, too.
Beyond them, the only ones who might know were probably the Nine-Heart Begonia family.
Huo Yuhao couldn't reach the others for now, but Ye Cangwu was right in front of him.
You never knew unless you took a shot. Maybe he'd get lucky.
Ye Cangwu wasn't surprised that Huo Yuhao knew about Immortal Herbs. Though he was only an illegitimate child, his birthright was still what it was.
Ye Cangwu let out a quiet sigh, his tone tinged with melancholy. "Immortal Herbs do exist, but they're extremely rare. Most grow in dangerous places and secret realms. Ordinary people can hardly even see one, let alone pick one."
"Our Ye Family has practiced medicine for generations and has always searched for traces of all kinds of Immortal Herbs. But after all these years, we've found very few—not only Immortal Herbs capable of defying fate, but even ordinary spirit herbs."
Seeing Huo Yuhao's disappointment, Ye Cangwu's heart stirred. He took a thread-bound ancient book from his Soul Tool.
The cover had yellowed with age, and its corners were worn. The four characters "Immortal Herb Catalog" were written across it, giving it an air of antiquity.
He handed the catalog to Huo Yuhao. "This book is an heirloom of my Ye Family. It records the forms, properties, and growing habits of dozens of Immortal Herbs, as well as their effects. If you're interested, take a look."
Huo Yuhao hurriedly accepted it with both hands. When his fingertips touched the yellowed pages, he felt their weight.
He'd actually hit the mark.
"Uncle Ye, this must be very precious."
Ye Cangwu chuckled softly. "It won't disappear just because you've read it. What's so precious about that?"
Huo Yuhao gave a quiet "Mm" and carefully opened it.
Inside were lifelike illustrations of Immortal Herbs, accompanied by detailed written notes.
Every name he vaguely remembered appeared in the Immortal Herb Catalog. There were even several search clues annotated in cinnabar.
The page depicting the Aromatic Silk Beauty had been marked for special attention.
Huo Yuhao's heart stirred. "Uncle Ye, have you been searching for the Aromatic Silk Beauty all this time?"
According to the catalog, the Aromatic Silk Beauty could absorb the essence of heaven and earth and the radiance of the sun and moon, identify the properties of every spiritual treasure in the world, and command them.
It possessed every ability related to scent, and all Plant-type Soul Beasts had their strength halved before it.
Ye Cangwu's expression darkened. "If you're ever lucky enough to find an Immortal Herb, remember to tell me. Whatever kind it is, our Ye Family is willing to pay any price to buy it. Especially the Aromatic Silk Beauty. We'd gladly give up everything the Ye Family owns for it."
The Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul's healing ability was unmatched, but it came with a deadly curse.
Only two Nine-Heart Begonias could exist in the world at any one time.
Because of this curse, the Nine-Heart Begonia line could not flourish, and the family could never grow.
To ensure the Martial Soul's inheritance, one person in every generation had to sacrifice themself so the next generation could awaken theirs.
His father had died by suicide before he turned six and awakened his Martial Soul. The next one who would have to die was his child.
The surviving Nine-Heart Begonia would then pass down everything the family had inherited to the new bearer of the Nine-Heart Begonia.
Many Immortal Herbs could make a Martial Soul evolve, and the Aromatic Silk Beauty was the one they believed could help their Martial Soul evolve and break the curse.
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