Confrontation! Tang San's Turmoil

At the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

"Kid, you said you could cure my Jade Phosphor Serpent Poison? Fine, I'll give you the chance. If you're still alive by this time tomorrow, not only will I spare you, I'll also grant you three requests!"

"This is my herb garden, filled with every kind of spiritual herb and poison imaginable! Even I can't recognize them all. Some fools broke in here, died from poison, and became flower fertilizer. And if it weren't for the poison formation I set around the perimeter, even if you were capable, the thousand-year and ten-thousand-year soul beasts throughout Sunset Forest would leave you with no chance of survival!"

Within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Dugu Bo continued speaking to Tang San, but Tang San's attention was completely elsewhere. His eyes were blank with shock. Wasn't this the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the foremost of the three great treasure basins recorded in the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, a place blessed by heaven and earth?

With such a treasure ground, not only was he far more confident in curing the Jade Phosphor Serpent Poison, it was also a heaven-defying opportunity for himself!

"You may use anything here as you please, but if you dare damage anything, I'll make you wish you were dead! Now then, it's time for you to prove yourself!"

Dugu Bo turned toward Tang San. Seeing that the boy seemed to have completely ignored his words, anger flared in his heart. Violent serpent poison pierced Tang San's arm like a sharp sword! Tang San let out a muffled groan. The immense pain sent him collapsing to the ground, clutching his left arm tightly. A faint serpent-shaped totem emerged, slowly creeping toward his heart.

"If you're still alive by this time tomorrow, then you'll have proven that you truly possess the ability to cure my poison!"

Dugu Bo laughed loudly and left. Then, from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a bare cliff in the distance.

Wasn't there supposed to be a strange, glowing herb growing there?

As a Titled Douluo, Dugu Bo was certain he had not remembered incorrectly. He changed direction and flew toward the cliff. After examining it closely, his pupils contracted and fury surged within him.

"Someone actually entered my herb garden? Damn it, who did this? The poison formation didn't trap them?"

Dugu Bo burned with rage. He could clearly see that where a herb should have stood in his memory, there was now only a severed root. Its cross-section was still fresh, clearly indicating that someone had harvested it not long ago!

Yet his herb garden was extremely well hidden, with a poison formation laid around its perimeter. Entering this place should have been harder than ascending to heaven.

However, while Dugu Bo was deep in thought, midnight arrived without his noticing. Just as Tang San had said, needle-like agony swept through Dugu Bo's entire body. He groaned, unable to spare any thought for anything else. After finding an empty clearing, his body went limp, cold sweat pouring from him as the intense pain forced a howl from his throat.

The torment lasted for half an hour before Dugu Bo finally felt somewhat better. Before he could even catch his breath, his expression changed. He sensed that three ants outside the poison formation seemed to be trying to break in.

Dugu Bo snorted coldly, and his figure vanished.

Outside the poison formation, Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and Flender paced back and forth. Faced with the formidable poison formation before them, they had no good solution for the moment.

"This is the place. This poisonous mist should have been set up by Dugu Bo!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's charge straight in!"

"No! Dugu Bo's poison is unmatched across the continent. To break through the poison formation he set up, the two of us would likely need to use all our soul power. But Xiao Gang..."

The three were frantic. Yu Xiaogang had lost all his usual calmness. Tang San was his hope, his hope of proving his supreme theories! At the same time, Tang San was also the son of the Clear Sky Douluo. Both he and Flender knew that clearly. If something really happened to Tang San, then with that man's utterly unreasonable and tyrannical temper, Shrek Academy might be wiped out entirely!

But Tang San had been taken away, and Tang Hao had not shown himself?

A surge of resentment rose in Yu Xiaogang's heart. The mighty Clear Sky Douluo would not protect his own son, yet he expected a master skilled in theory and poor at fighting to take action!

A sickly sweet scent swept in from all directions.

Dugu Bo appeared. Facing Yu Xiaogang's questioning, he gave a disdainful sneer.

"Since when is a level twenty-nine piece of trash worthy of speaking to me? Tang San? He died long ago!"

"On the other hand, I'm curious. How did a mere Great Soul Master manage to teach such a young Soul Elder? Yu Xiaogang... That name does sound familiar! Oh, I remember now. You're that old dragon's worthless youngest son, aren't you? No, no, that won't do. It seems you were expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, so I can't call you that. Otherwise, that old dragon would get angry with me!"

As a Titled Douluo, Dugu Bo knew perfectly well what Yu Xiaogang's so-called core theories amounted to. Did they have merits? They did, and Yu Xiaogang himself did possess some intelligence. But he was utterly unworthy of the title of Master. Leaving aside the scandal between Yu Xiaogang and the former Spirit Hall Saintess, now Pope Bibi Dong, when those ten core theories had been released, Spirit Hall's reaction had been extremely fierce. The inside story? Of course Dugu Bo knew it.

Such words naturally enraged Yu Xiaogang. Flender and Liu Erlong stood beside him, and the three once more unleashed the martial soul fusion skill they had used while roaming the continent in their younger days! Trinity, Golden Sacred Dragon!

The two sides quickly clashed, while the mockery from Dugu Bo's mouth never ceased.

"Ha ha, you do have some skill. But if your soul power had reached level forty, this martial soul fusion skill might truly have given me a headache! What a pity—two Soul Sages paired with one Great Soul Master?"

"Your martial soul possesses the bloodline of the Golden Sacred Dragon. It is only natural for heaven to envy such a martial soul, but if you had been more ambitious, that old dragon might not have regarded you as a disgrace!"

"And that disciple of yours—Blue Silver Grass reaching its current level of cultivation truly wasn't easy! Yet you ruined that child's soul rings! Blue Silver Grass is famed for its vitality, yet you had it develop toward poison? Tsk, tsk, you really outdid yourself!"

Yu Xiaogang's emotions grew increasingly unstable, while Dugu Bo was having great fun. Neither side noticed that Tang San had been sitting silently atop a nearby tree canopy for quite some time. After enduring countless hardships, he had neutralized Dugu Bo's poison and absorbed two immortal herbs. Drawn here by the commotion, he had initially intended to step forward and stop them, only to hear those piercing words from Dugu Bo.

He wanted to refute him, instinctively branding Dugu Bo as someone who had earned death. Yu Xiaogang was his teacher, after all. Even if this teacher was sometimes not quite as Tang San had imagined, Tang San had always believed that he could not have come this far without Yu Xiaogang's guidance.

Yet Su Sanjia's words from long ago still remained in his heart—Blue Silver Grass should develop toward the life attribute.

At first, he had dismissed those words with contempt. But now, even Dugu Bo, whose cultivation had reached nine rings, was saying the same thing... Could it be that his Blue Silver Grass had truly been cultivated incorrectly?

The poison attribute might be excellent, but was the life attribute the better choice?

Tang San's mind was in complete turmoil...