Entering the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Gu Yuena Was Stunned Speechless

Was Li Qinglian even human?

Yu Tianheng was already considered a top-tier genius.

But compared to Li Qinglian, the gap was so vast that it was despairing.

When she said she would offer herself to him, had Li Qinglian felt nothing at all?

This guy definitely did not fancy her.

Thinking of this, Dugu Yan felt both angry and annoyed.

"This guy! It's not like I said I had to be his lawful wife. And he still doesn't want me!"

Dugu Yan thought to herself, her legs tensing.

"We'll stop here for today. The poison in Senior's body will need to be cleared over several sessions. Sister Yan Yan's poison is relatively mild and should take two or three treatments to resolve."

Four black soul rings slowly withdrew beneath Li Qinglian, vanishing around his ankles.

Dugu Bo drew a deep breath and solemnly clasped his fists.

"Thank you, Holy Son!"

"Poison Douluo."

The corners of Li Qinglian's lips rose as he stared directly at Dugu Bo before him.

"Please speak, Holy Son."

Dugu Bo was slightly taken aback.

"With the ferocity of the toxins accumulated in your body, you should not have lasted until now." Li Qinglian folded his arms, his gaze meaningful.

"For you to have endured to this day, you must possess some treasure or sacred ground capable of suppressing the poison, right?"

The moment those words fell, the air in the courtyard seemed to freeze.

Dugu Bo's pupils contracted slightly.

He had not expected Li Qinglian to be so perceptive.

He was clearly only a twelve-year-old boy, yet he was more terrifying than those old schemers.

It was already unbelievable that he had seen through the root of his condition at a glance and easily neutralized his poison.

Yet he had even deduced this much!

For a moment, the look in Dugu Bo's eyes as he regarded Li Qinglian grew even more reverent.

Dugu Bo did not know that Li Qinglian was only so perceptive because he knew the plot well. He merely assumed Li Qinglian had calculated it all.

But that was fine too!

Only by maintaining an air of mystery could he make Dugu Bo submit completely.

Li Qinglian watched Dugu Bo's grave expression without urging him. He simply stood there quietly, smiling as he waited for him to speak.

The morning breeze passed through the courtyard, rustling the few slender stalks of bamboo.

The sunlight shifted an inch across the ground.

At last, Dugu Bo let out a long breath.

He raised his head and looked at Li Qinglian. The complicated emotions in his eyes gradually settled, ultimately transforming into relief.

"Holy Son, your insight is truly remarkable."

"That's right. I do possess a sacred place. It is a natural wonder where extreme cold and extreme heat converge. Its unique environment is exceptionally effective at suppressing the accumulated poison in one's body. That is why this old man has lived for so many years."

He paused, and his tone grew more solemn.

"That place was once the greatest secret of the Dugu Clan. But now that the Holy Son can cure my poison, that sacred ground no longer holds much significance for me."

"I am willing to offer it to the Holy Son as my pledge of allegiance."

Li Qinglian's eyes lit up slightly.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well—the resting place of the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King. The corpses of the two Dragon Kings had lain there for ten thousand years, creating that wondrous landscape where extreme cold and extreme heat converged.

Not only did it contain countless immortal herbs and spiritual medicines, it might also conceal supreme treasures left behind by the two Dragon Kings.

In the original story, Tang San had gained enormously there.

Blazing Apricot Delicate, Star Anise Mysterious Ice Grass, Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, and other immortal-grade treasures had laid a solid foundation for his later rise.

"Good."

Li Qinglian's voice brimmed with wild delight.

Half a day later.

Sunset Forest.

A deep valley concealed beneath layers of poisonous miasma.

Li Qinglian entered it with Dugu Bo.

The deeper they went, the stranger the changes in temperature became.

At times, it was scorching like midsummer, with heat waves rushing toward them until even breathing felt blistering; at other times, it was freezing like midwinter, cold seeping into their bones and making them shudder uncontrollably.

The two utterly opposite temperatures alternated in an extraordinarily chaotic fashion, as though this valley contained two seasons at once.

"Holy Son, it's just ahead."

Dugu Bo led Li Qinglian onto a mountaintop.

Li Qinglian looked ahead.

Before them lay a small valley no more than a hundred zhang across, surrounded by mountains on all sides and completely cut off from the outside world.

At the center of the valley, a pool of spring water quietly gave off misty vapor. The spring was divided into two halves.

One half was clear as ice, glimmering with a faint blue chill, its surface covered in a thin layer of white frost; the other was fiery red, bubbling constantly with boiling bubbles, steam billowing upward as scorching heat pressed against them.

The two springs met in the center but did not mix, their boundaries distinct, like a painting folded in half.

At the point where they met, vapor rose and intertwined in midair into a hazy expanse of cloudlike glow. Reflecting the daylight, it displayed a strange violet-gold hue.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Li Qinglian slowly exhaled, his gaze fixed upon that strange spring.

He could sense that deep beneath the spring lay two immensely powerful auras that had slumbered for an unknown number of ten-thousands of years.

One cold and one hot, one ice and one fire, like two sleeping hearts pulsing slowly in the deepest depths.

"The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!"

"So this is the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!"

At that moment, the silver-white Dragon Abyss Ring on the ring finger of his left hand suddenly began to tremble violently.

A silver-white beam of light shot out from the ring's surface.

It eventually condensed into a hazy phantom in midair.

Silver-white hair and an incomparably beautiful face—it was Gu Yuena.

Her expression was entirely different from usual.

Her silver eyes held unprecedented gravity and shock as she stared fixedly at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well before her. Her lips parted slightly and did not close for a long while.

"This is..."

Her voice carried the faintest tremor.

The resting place of the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King...

Dugu Bo abruptly retreated a step, his expression changing drastically.

He could not sense the phantom's precise strength, but the oppressive aura washing over him, that presence which made even him, a Titled Douluo, instinctively tremble.

How could such a formidable human soul exist beside Li Qinglian?

But then he thought of Li Qinglian's martial soul, which brimmed with an aura of deathly stillness.

Death and souls seemed to belong to the same system!

"Holy Son... this is...?"

Li Qinglian looked at Dugu Bo's flustered appearance and understood at once.

"Poison Douluo, leave first. I won't be in any danger here."

"However, you must keep what you saw today strictly secret. Otherwise..."

Li Qinglian looked at Dugu Bo with a faint smile that was not quite a smile.

Even if Gu Yuena was merely a strand of divine consciousness, killing Dugu Bo would be far too easy.

Still, Li Qinglian did not intend to kill Dugu Bo. In the human world, he genuinely needed some forces of his own to handle matters for him.

"Yes!"

Dugu Bo's expression was grave as he hurriedly answered.

Afterward, Dugu Bo departed at top speed.

"What exactly is the identity of Holy Son Li Qinglian?"

"Could he not be human? But he couldn't possibly be a soul beast in human form either."

"Qian Daoliu personally stood behind Li Qinglian. If he were a soul beast in human form, he would have been discovered long ago."

"He said the Qian Clan could contact the Angel God of the God Realm. Could Li Qinglian have some connection to the heavens?"

Dugu Bo suddenly began trembling all over as an astonishing guess surfaced in his mind.

Boom.

A bolt from the blue exploded in his heart.

He felt that his guess was probably right.

A mere soul had made him feel such a terrifying threat. Perhaps she was a god...