Dugu Bo: "Where's My Grass? Where's All My Damn Grass?!"

Meng Chen reminded Ye Xishui, then began searching for the Aromatic Silk Beauty.

The Aromatic Silk Beauty was the bane of all poisons, an immortal herb that warded off toxins and could neutralize and counter any poison. Only with its protection did Meng Chen dare gather herbs in the medicinal garden.

He had no desire to be bitten by a venomous snake that suddenly sprang out while he was picking herbs. That would be troublesome.

Based on the descriptions of the Aromatic Silk Beauty in the original work, Meng Chen quickly found this poison-resistant immortal herb.

The Aromatic Silk Beauty was pale pink, leafless, with a three-foot-long stem and an enormous blossom. Its pistil was light purple, like purple diamonds embedded within it, while every petal looked as crystal-clear and translucent as a gemstone.

It grew along the shore of the Icefire Yin Yang Well. Its pale pink flower swayed gently in the mist, giving off a faint, delicate fragrance.

Meng Chen took out a flowerpot he had prepared beforehand and carefully transplanted the Aromatic Silk Beauty into it.

"With this poison-resistant immortal herb, as long as we don't actively touch those two extremely poisonous immortal herbs, we won't have to worry about being harmed by the poisons here."

"Even an ordinary person holding it can treat Dugu Bo's Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor Poison like a little girl."

Holding the Aromatic Silk Beauty, Meng Chen spoke to Ye Xishui nearby.

Ye Xishui flashed to his side. As she looked at the Aromatic Silk Beauty, a trace of surprise surfaced in her beautiful eyes.

Although she did not regard Dugu Bo highly, Meng Chen had told her that the Poison Douluo's Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor Poison was unrivaled in the world. Almost no one below the rank of Titled Douluo could withstand it, making it a devastating weapon on the battlefield.

For this flower to let an ordinary person ignore Dugu Bo's Serpent Emperor Poison was truly remarkable.

Under the Aromatic Silk Beauty's protection, Meng Chen could move through the medicinal garden without hindrance.

Following the descriptions of those immortal herbs from the original work, Meng Chen picked them one by one and stored them according to the methods described there.

As for the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot, after agonizing over it repeatedly, he still had Ye Xishui pluck them from a distance.

A moment later, Meng Chen clapped his hands, knocking off the dirt stuck to them, then looked at Ye Xishui.

Seeing that Ye Xishui had finished as well, he carefully put away the two extremely poisonous immortal herbs.

"There are still so many herbs here. Aren't we taking them?"

Ye Xishui pointed at the other herbs in the medicinal garden. Though they were not immortal herbs, they were still rare treasures in the outside world.

Meng Chen had only dug up some of the immortal herbs he recognized. Compared to the entire medicinal garden, he had not even scratched the surface.

Meng Chen said, "We've gotten nearly all the immortal herbs. These are precious too, but there are too many of them. The two of us can't dig them all up."

"The Icefire Yin Yang Well doesn't have legs. It won't vanish into thin air. We can come back and dig them up when we need them."

"Fine."

Ye Xishui also felt that taking everything was impractical. They had already obtained what they wanted, and this treasure ground was not going anywhere. There was no need to dig it up root and branch.

Besides, this place was rather nice. She felt it could serve as a secret base for researching Soul Tools.

As for Dugu Bo, if he knew what was good for him, she could spare his life. If not, she could only send him on his way.

"There should be something beneath this place, right?" Ye Xishui lightly stamped on the soil of the medicinal garden a few times.

She was a Level Nine Soul Engineer and highly proficient in spiritual power.

She could sense two completely different sources of energy deep beneath the medicinal garden. They were likely the origin of the Icefire Yin Yang Well.

Meng Chen nodded. "Yes. There are two Dragon King skeletons beneath it: the Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King, two of the ancient Dragon Clan's nine great Dragon Kings."

"It was precisely because they were buried here that this Icefire Yin Yang Well formed."

After hearing this, Ye Xishui's beautiful eyes lit up. "The skeletons of two ancient Dragon Kings? Those are top-tier materials for Beast Spirits!"

Upon hearing the term "Beast Spirit," Meng Chen remembered that some Titled Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult possessed special combat companions known as Beast Spirits.

The strongest was Zhongli Wu's Bone Dragon King.

That Bone Dragon King had been born from the remaining dragon bones in an ancient ruin. Before its death, it had received the Silver Dragon King's favor and was extraordinarily powerful.

In order to revive it, Zhongli Wu had spent ten years awakening and refining the remaining dragon soul within the bones. In the end, he had also broken through from Soul Douluo to Super Douluo.

Not only that, because of the Silver Dragon King's favor, the Bone Dragon King had mastered the two elements of wind and fire. When fighting at full strength, even a Limit Douluo had to face it seriously.

Thinking of this, a peculiar idea surfaced in Meng Chen's mind.

If Zhongli Wu could revive and control the Bone Dragon King, could he perhaps animate and enslave the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings as well?

The Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King were not something a mere Bone Dragon King could compare to. In life, they had been comparable to God Kings.

Even after having fallen for countless tens of thousands of years, a trace of their unconscious remnant souls could still display the strength of a Limit Douluo during the second era.

Meng Chen told Ye Xishui about the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings. Ye Xishui guessed his thoughts, but shook her head.

"No. Even if only a trace of remnant soul remains in the dragon bones, it still possesses the strength of a Limit Douluo."

"With your spiritual power, forget reviving them. The instant you come into contact with a Dragon King's remnant soul, its impact would kill you."

"Unless your spiritual power can surpass that of a Limit Douluo, you cannot enslave these Dragon King skeletons. And there are two of them. Even I might not be able to do it now."

Unwilling to give up, Meng Chen asked, "Is there no other way?"

Ye Xishui shook her head again. "No method will work. The gap between you and the dragon souls is too great. Even if you slowly wore them down over time, you still couldn't do it."

"Fine, then forget it."

Disappointment showed on Meng Chen's face. By the time he reached the rank of Limit Douluo, why would he need Dragon King skeletons? He would have long completed the God King assessment and ascended to the God Realm.

Besides, the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings' skeletons were at least ten thousand zhang underground.

To take them out, he would have to overturn the Icefire Yin Yang Well, which would also destroy it. The losses would outweigh the gains.

It was troublesome and time-consuming.

After confirming once more that he had stripped away all the immortal herbs he knew, Meng Chen finally had Ye Xishui leave.

One purple and one red streak of light flew out of the Icefire Yin Yang Well, crossed the pitch-black night sky, and vanished.

At noon the next day, Dugu Bo returned to the medicinal garden. At first, he noticed nothing unusual.

But when he saw that only the spring remained in the Icefire Yin Yang Well, and that the two poisonous herbs even he feared had disappeared, he froze.

Eh? Eh! Eh?!

Dugu Bo's expression changed drastically, turning so dark it seemed as though water might drip from it.

He abruptly released his spiritual power, enveloping the medicinal garden.

Very quickly, Dugu Bo discovered that more than a dozen strange herbs had also vanished. He became even more enraged and threw back his head with a long howl.

"Where's my grass?! Where's all my damn grass?!"

"Good! You dared steal even Dugu Bo's things? I think you're tired of living!"

"Little thief, don't let this old man catch you! I'll make you taste the might of my Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor Poison! Aaaahhh!"

The Soul Beasts of Sunset Forest heard that hysterical roar and fled in panic, setting off a small beast tide.

Meanwhile, Meng Chen, who was eating in the cafeteria, sneezed several times in a row. His back felt a little chilly.

Xiao Wu asked with concern, "A-Chen, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. My nose is just a little itchy," Meng Chen casually explained.

He rubbed his nose and was just about to continue eating when a shadow suddenly enveloped him...