Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
After three cycles of day and night, the springs remained exactly as they had been three days ago. The fire spring was still scorching and violently roiling, while the ice spring still exuded biting cold.
Qian Jun and Jiang Mo stood at the edge of the spring, their brows tightly furrowed. "It has been three days. How is the Young Mistress doing down there?"
When Qian Renxue had not emerged on the first day, the two of them had each gone underwater once. Yet only after descending did they truly realize how terrifying the ice-fire power within the springs was!
Even with their level ninety-five Soul Power, they could only endure the battering of that ice-fire power for around two hours. The deeper they went, the more terrifying the ice-fire power became, and the less time they could hold out.
And during the time they spent diving underwater, they found nothing at all.
After entering the water, all they could see was red and blue. Under such circumstances, even figuring out their surroundings was difficult, let alone finding someone.
As three days passed, the ominous feeling in Qian Jun and Jiang Mo's hearts grew increasingly heavy.
"If the Young Mistress still cannot come out today, we can only notify the Grand Elder and have him come here."
As they said this, the two could not help but sigh. The Young Mistress was the Grand Elder's only biological granddaughter in this world! His final direct descendant!
Especially after the Young Mistress revealed her heaven-defying talent, the Grand Elder had regarded her as the next Angel God.
It could be said that, based on Qian Jun and Jiang Mo's understanding of Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue had likely become more important to him than his own life!
He could die! But Qian Renxue could not!
If he learned of Qian Renxue's condition, then...
Qian Jun and Jiang Mo exchanged glances, bitter smiles appearing on their faces.
If the Young Mistress still did not emerge, the sky would likely fall.
Not Spirit Hall's sky, but the sky of the entire continent.
They truly could not imagine how terrifying the Grand Elder, who had cultivated his character and maintained a tranquil mind for so many years, would become if something really happened to the Young Mistress.
"What exactly are you here to find this time?" Dugu Bo looked at Qian Jun and asked with an ugly expression.
Ever since Qian Renxue had failed to emerge on the first day, his mood had only worsened.
He had not gotten a single peaceful night's sleep these past three days.
What did it mean to sit at home only for disaster to fall from the sky?
This was exactly what it meant!
He had merely been at home consolidating his strength and suppressing the toxins in his body. How had he ended up caught in such a troublesome mess?
Whenever he thought of the attitude those two level ninety-five Titled Douluo had toward Qian Renxue, he felt utterly stifled.
If anything really happened to that little ancestor, would he and his granddaughter not be torn apart alive by these two people?
"I don't know." Qian Jun did not even spare Dugu Bo a glance. He had no mood to deal with this old poisoner now.
Although they had come to him of their own accord this time, and although the Ice-Fire Spring was where the Young Mistress had voluntarily jumped in.
Did that mean Dugu Bo bore no responsibility at all?
This valley was his. The herbs that had flown into the Young Mistress's body were his. The Ice-Fire Spring the Young Mistress had jumped into was also his.
How could Dugu Bo possibly bear no responsibility at all?
It would be fine if the Young Mistress was completely unharmed, but if anything went wrong...
Dugu Bo would absolutely not escape blame!
After all, who told him all these things belonged to him?
However, they would not act themselves then. They would only hand him over to the Grand Elder for handling.
Hopefully, the life of a Titled Douluo could ease some of the Grand Elder's fury.
"I don't know! I don't know! I don't know!"
That answer again. That answer again. Dugu Bo gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at the two of them. He wanted to attack, but when he thought of his granddaughter, Dugu Yan, he could only suppress the raging Soul Power within him.
Dugu Bo forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, his restrained tone carrying a trace of pleading.
"Can I send my granddaughter away? She is only a child who has not even awakened her martial soul."
Only then did Qian Jun look at him upon hearing his request. His tone was flat as he said:
"The Young Mistress has not emerged yet. There is no need for you to think so much."
"What if she cannot come out?"
"That situation will not happen."
"I said, what if!"
"I said, that situation will not happen! The Young Mistress will definitely come out!"
"How can there be anything so certain in this world! It has been three days! You have guarded this place for three days! Aren't you uncertain too?!"
Dugu Bo ignored Qian Jun's Soul Power pressure and stared fixedly at him without moving!
"Enough!"
Jiang Mo frowned and looked at Dugu Bo. "I can give you an answer. If the Young Mistress does not come out, we will not touch your granddaughter."
"What guarantee do I have?"
"I swear in the name of Spirit Hall and the Angel God. That is the only guarantee I can give you!"
Jiang Mo looked calmly at Dugu Bo. "If you do not believe me, you may attack at any time."
Dugu Bo clenched his fists tightly before slowly releasing them.
He knew he could not demand anything more.
Two level ninety-five Titled Douluo facing a newly advanced Titled Douluo like him were willing to offer such a guarantee.
That already said enough.
Hopefully.
Seeing that Dugu Bo had given up on attacking, Jiang Mo gently shook his head.
With no grievance or enmity between them, how could Spirit Hall possibly harm a child who had yet to awaken her martial soul?
They believed in the Angel God, not the Rakshasa God. If they truly did such a thing, it would be almost as serious as personally desecrating their own faith.
At most, they would make Dugu Bo pay for his sins.
Moreover, Dugu Bo did not know just how terrifying the Young Mistress was. She was an unparalleled genius who had received the sacrifices of three ten-thousand-year soul beasts immediately after awakening her martial soul.
No matter what, she could not possibly fall here.
She definitely would not.
Deep within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
"Three days. That should be enough."
Lu Chen watched Qian Renxue, who was still asleep, and sensed the ice-fire aura around her body. He nodded slightly.
This degree of ice-fire power should be enough to carry the remnant souls of the Icefire Dragon Kings. At the very least, it could last four or five years.
After four or five years, everything that needed to be obtained would have been obtained, and the two Dragon Kings' souls would no longer be of much use.
Lu Chen extended a finger and gently touched Qian Renxue's brow as he softly called out:
"Wake up."
"Mmm."
Her curled-up body moved slightly. Qian Renxue, who had slept for three days, slowly opened her eyes. "Where is this?"
"You only slept for three days, and you have already forgotten what you were doing?"
A soft chuckle rang out. Qian Renxue looked up, confusion first appearing in her eyes before giving way to delight. "Lord Heavenly Dao, is that you?"
"Why are you here? Where is this? Why are there only red and blue colors? No, wait, I think I remember where I am!"
"Lord Heavenly Dao, am I still in that Ice-Fire Spring? You are here too, Lord Heavenly Dao!"
Seeing Qian Renxue chatter nonstop the moment she woke up, Lu Chen could not help feeling speechless.
She had only slept for three days. How had she gone from being withdrawn as a child to such a chatterbox? Had the ice-fire power gotten into her brain?
"Enough, be quiet! Let me explain."
Lu Chen forcibly cut Qian Renxue off. "We are indeed still within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, but three days have passed since you jumped down."
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