Ye An took a deep breath. He had made up his mind.
"Your proposal is good. I accept. You can leave a seed in the heart of the Icefire Yin Yang Well now."
At those words, the Thunderclap Hell Prison Vine shook violently. Fine currents of electricity raced across its trembling vines, crackling all the while.
Ye An paid it no further attention. He walked slowly toward the scorching spring of the Icefire Yin Yang Well.
There stood a crimson plant that looked as though it had been carved from ruby. A faint red light shimmered across it. Even from nearby, Ye An could feel waves of searing heat.
As if sensing what Ye An intended, the spirited female voice spoke again, now edged with fear. "No... You can't do that! If you do, that man will never let you off!"
"You mean Tang San? He isn't here, and even if he appeared right in front of me, he wouldn't dare do anything to me."
Ye An answered casually, then turned his gaze toward another Immortal Herb beside the freezing spring.
The Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass bore a large, eight-pointed white flower, with tiny stamens glittering at its center like ice crystals.
Kill these two Immortal Herbs, absorb the energy of their Soul Rings at the same time, then soak in the waters of the Icefire Yin Yang Well...
After running through the steps in his mind, Ye An slowly took a step forward.
Just then, Du Busi flashed to his side, his brows drawing together. "Xiao An, are you sure? The Heart Martial Soul is one of the few Body Martial Souls capable of accommodating a wide range of energies, but absorbing three Soul Rings with utterly different, even opposing attributes is still far too dangerous."
"I've made my