Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well

Dugu Bo fell silent for a long while after listening.

He swiftly weighed the matter in his mind. This treasured place mattered to him solely because it helped suppress the backlash from the snake venom within his body.

If the poison in his body could truly be completely removed, then this place would indeed lose much of its significance to him.

Although handing it over was a little painful, compared to curing the poison in his body, it seemed acceptable.

Besides, this masked child before him spoke and acted with composure. He was clearly not someone an ordinary family could have raised.

And Snake Lance Douluo She Long never left his side, making it obvious that he was an extremely important figure.

"Fine. I agree." Dugu Bo finally nodded.

The corner of Zhang Fei's mouth curled beneath his mask.

"However," Dugu Bo abruptly changed his tone, "if your method doesn't work, I'll still come back. Even if I can't take this place back, I'll do everything in my power to destroy it."

Zhang Fei replied, "Fine. Then I'll tell you how to cure the poison now."

He paused, swiftly sorting through everything he remembered before saying, "You need a Soul Bone from one of the limbs. The older, the better—preferably one with a poison attribute. Then force all the deadly poison in your body along your meridians and into the Soul Bone, using it as a vessel to seal the poison away."

"That way, you won't suffer backlash from the poison anymore. As for the poison remaining in your flesh and bones, simply prepare a few ordinary antidotes to assist your recovery. At the shortest, half a year; at the longest, one year, and the poison will be completely eliminated. During these six months, I'll allow you to continue coming here to suppress it."

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo immediately revealed an enlightened expression.

He had lived for so many years, always thinking of ways to suppress the poison, yet he had never considered the idea of "transferring" it.

A Soul Bone could perfectly fuse with a Soul Master's body. Using it as a container for poison would neither affect the Soul Bone's enhancement effects nor permanently fail to resolve the backlash problem. It truly was an ingenious solution.

If it were a poison-attributed Soul Bone, it could even increase the power of its Soul Bone skill, killing two birds with one stone.

Dugu Bo looked deeply at Zhang Fei and said in a low voice, "Fine. I'll believe you for now. This place is yours first. I'll go back and try the method you mentioned. If it works, I'll accept this deal. In the future, I will never refuse if you need anything."

After saying that, Dugu Bo did not linger.

His gray-green robe billowed as his body soared into the air. He turned into a streak of dark green light and shot toward Heaven Dou City, soon vanishing beyond the distant horizon.

Zhang Fei stood where he was and watched Dugu Bo leave, secretly guessing, That old poisoner is probably rushing back to find a Soul Bone.

Given Dugu Bo's relationship with the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, he should be able to obtain one or two ordinary Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones from the royal family.

As for how he would force the poison inside, that was Dugu Bo's own problem.

Standing beside Zhang Fei, She Long watched him dismiss Dugu Bo with just a few words. The corner of his mouth twitched. "You... he... I... I really don't know what to say anymore."

Zhang Fei removed his mask and let out a breath, then grinned at She Long. "Grandpa, let's go. Let's take a look inside."

She Long rolled his eyes at him and asked no further questions. He raised his right hand and released a Soul Power shield, wrapping them both within it.

"Let's go." She Long took Zhang Fei by the hand and entered the poisonous miasma.

The miasma churned and rolled, but it was repelled by the surface of the Soul Power shield and could not come close to them at all.

A Titled Douluo's control over Soul Power had already reached a consummate level, far beyond what ordinary Soul Masters could compare to.

As he walked, She Long asked tentatively, "Xiao Fei, how do you know medicine too?"

Zhang Fei followed at his side and casually answered, "I only know a little... just a little..."

She Long snorted, clearly unconvinced. "You exposed Dugu Bo's poisoning in a single sentence, and you call that knowing a little?"

Zhang Fei chuckled and scratched the back of his head, not pursuing the subject.

There was simply no way to explain this, so he could only play dumb and try to muddle through with a foolish grin.

Seeing that the brat would not give him anything, She Long sighed. His tone carried a trace of emotion. "If your martial soul hadn't awakened as the Snake Lance too, inherited from my line, I'd really suspect whether you were even my biological grandson."

Zhang Fei's heart suddenly tightened. He knew very well that he had been acting a little too "abnormally" lately.

He quickly put on his usual cheeky smile and teased in a light tone, "It's obviously because I've read more books than you! You don't like reading yourself, and now you won't even let me study?"

Without another word, She Long raised his hand and slapped the back of Zhang Fei's head.

With a crisp smack, Zhang Fei's head jolted downward.

"You little brat!" She Long glared as he cursed. "If this old man hadn't been too poor to afford school when I was young, would it be your turn to show off in front of me? Aren't you able to study under such good conditions now entirely because of me?"

Zhang Fei rubbed the back of his head and bared his teeth, but inwardly he muttered, Why does that sound so familiar? Elders everywhere really are all the same.

Zhang Fei immediately put on a conciliatory smile. "Grandpa is right, Grandpa is right. This is called surpassing one's predecessor. You laid such a good foundation that I'm able to stand so high."

"That's more like it!" She Long snorted, turned his head, and continued forward.

As they chatted and laughed, the two unknowingly passed through the poisonous miasma, and the view before them suddenly opened up.

They both stopped in their tracks without realizing it.

The exit of the poisonous miasma lay at the foot of a small hill. The hill was not particularly high, at most around a hundred meters.

From the foot of the hill, they could clearly see steam rising from its summit.

She Long brought Zhang Fei up with a light tap of his toes against the ground, his body drifting gracefully to the top of the hill.

Once they were standing still, they both looked down and held their breath in unspoken accord.

Before them was a massive inverted cone-shaped basin, as though some enormous creature had fallen from the sky and smashed this sinkhole into the earth.

The basin was at least several hundred meters across, and its surrounding walls were incredibly steep.

Looking down, they saw its bottom shrouded in billowing white mist. Everything was hazy and indistinct, and they could only vaguely make out flickering lights below—one red and one blue.

She Long scooped up Zhang Fei, then sank downward with him, slowly floating along the steep mountainside.

The instant they landed, a strange aura rushed toward them.

That aura was difficult to describe. It possessed both extreme heat and extreme cold, two utterly opposing sensations pouring into their bodies at once.

Zhang Fei felt as though something were corroding his internal organs. Tearing pain surged through him, making him let out a muffled groan.

She Long reacted swiftly, shielding him with Soul Power and forcibly isolating those two corrosive energies outside.

"The air here contains an extremely domineering energy. Be careful, and don't stray too far from me."

Zhang Fei nodded. The corrosive sensation had already vanished.

Of course, he knew what this was. It was the extreme ice and fire energy unique to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

The spring water of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well contained extreme ice- and fire-attributed auras. If low-level Soul Masters stayed here for too long, their meridians would be torn apart by the two extreme energies, and they would inevitably explode and die.

If She Long had not protected him with Soul Power in time, he would have suffered greatly from that brief moment alone.