Po Clan, Yang Wudi

However, to be safe, Bing Yekong still intended to test it.

He walked over to the large flower and took a small bottle from his Soul Guidance Device.

The bottle was transparent and filled with green liquid.

While studying pharmacology, Bing Yekong had also learned a few methods of poison-making. The green bottle in his hand contained an extremely toxic poison he had personally refined.

Even an ordinary immortal herb would wither if it came into contact with it.

Bing Yekong first shielded himself with Ultimate Ice, then opened the bottle.

He poured every drop of the poison onto the flower's petals.

The expected wilting did not occur. It was as though he had merely dripped a few drops of ordinary dew onto it.

The moment the petals came into contact with the poison, they directly vaporized it without leaving the slightest trace, while continuing to emit a gentle glow.

Bing Yekong was overjoyed.

"It seems this is the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb."

Wasn't the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb's defining trait immunity to all poisons?

After confirming that the flower before him was the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb he had come for, Bing Yekong did not hesitate. He plucked it and stored it away.

He had specifically prepared a Storage Soul Guidance Device similar to Dugu Bo's Wishful Treasure Pouch, one capable of storing living things. Its capacity was not large, but it had more than enough room for a single flower.

Having obtained the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb, Bing Yekong no longer lingered and set off to leave.

Taking only one plant, Dugu Bo probably would not notice.

Bing Yekong retraced his steps and left the Icefire Yin-Yang Well.

When passing through the poison miasma, he no longer needed to protect himself with Ultimate Ice. He only had to hold the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb in his hand.

After leaving Sunset Forest, Bing Yekong headed straight for the Star Luo Empire.

In the original work, Yang Wudi had once revealed the location of the Po Clan. It was certain to be within the Star Luo Empire.

A few days later, outside a city.

"Finally, I'm here. I hope this goes smoothly."

At the city gate, Bing Yekong removed his conical hat, his face full of exhaustion.

After entering the Star Luo Empire, he had first gone to Dragonrise City, where the Imperial Clan was located. Only after making inquiries had he found some traces of the Po Clan.

After several more days of travel, he had finally reached the city before him.

It was said that a clan in the city excelled at refining medicine. If nothing unexpected happened, it was the Po Clan.

After entering the city, Bing Yekong casually stopped a passerby.

"Sir, is there a family in this city that specializes in refining medicine?"

Seeing that Bing Yekong was a young man, the passerby he had stopped was quite friendly.

"Yes, little brother. Is someone in your family ill? You can't go wrong with getting medicine from the Yang Family!"

"Then, sir, could you tell me the address?"

Bing Yekong did not answer his question and merely asked for the address of the so-called Yang Family.

"Of course. The Yang Family is located..."

Bing Yekong nodded, took out a gold soul coin, and handed it to him.

After sending the passerby away, Bing Yekong headed directly to the Yang Family according to the address he had obtained.

He was almost certain that the Yang Family was the Po Clan. After all, wasn't the Po Clan's surname Yang?

Following the address, Bing Yekong arrived before a fairly imposing residence.

The Po Clan possessed superb medicine-refining techniques, so naturally, they did not lack money.

As Bing Yekong stepped forward, two gatekeeping disciples stopped him.

"Who are you? This is the Yang Family. Entry and exit are not permitted at will!"

It was clear that Yang Wudi managed his clansmen fairly well.

The two gatekeeping disciples were merely fulfilling their duties and did not act arrogant or overbearing.

"I have come to visit Senior Yang Wudi. Please inform him that I have a major business deal to discuss with him."

Although the two gatekeeping disciples did not look down on Bing Yekong, they were still quite hesitant when they saw that he was only a youth.

Seeing this, Bing Yekong took out the card containing one hundred thousand gold soul coins that Shui Qingrou had given him and handed it to them.

"This is the deposit. It should be enough to prove that I am not lying, right?"

Seeing such a large sum, the two gatekeeping disciples did not dare delay any longer and hurried inside to report it.

A few minutes later, the Yang Family's gates opened again.

This time, an old man stepped out.

The old man appeared to be sixty or seventy years old, yet he was exceptionally spirited. Moreover, his entire body exuded an incomparably sharp aura.

"This junior, Bing Yekong, greets Senior Yang Wudi!"

Yang Wudi was somewhat surprised. "You know me?"

Bing Yekong nodded. "I had heard of your great name, Senior Yang. Combined with the aura you emit, I dared to make the deduction."

Seeing that this was merely a youth who remained neither servile nor overbearing in his presence, Yang Wudi could not help but regard Bing Yekong more highly.

"I heard you have a major business deal for me. Follow me inside."

Bing Yekong followed Yang Wudi into the Yang Family.

They passed through layer after layer of corridors and arrived at the deepest part of the Yang Family estate.

Yang Wudi led Bing Yekong into a room.

The moment the door opened, the scent of medicine mixed with the smell of burning charcoal rushed toward them.

A massive medicine-refining furnace stood in the room. This was presumably Yang Wudi's personal refining chamber.

"What business do you have? You may speak now."

Yang Wudi gestured for Bing Yekong to sit.

Bing Yekong did not stand on ceremony. He sat down in a chair and spoke leisurely. "Actually, this junior did not come to discuss a medicine business."

The instant Yang Wudi heard this, he became somewhat angry.

"Not a medicinal business? Brat, are you toying with me?"

An incomparably sharp aura burst forth from Yang Wudi's body.

Bing Yekong circulated the soul power within his body and barely withstood the pressure Yang Wudi released.

"Senior, let me finish."

Yang Wudi was surprised that someone of Bing Yekong's age could endure his pressure. After his surprise, he was willing to give him a chance to explain.

The pressure dispersed, and Bing Yekong let out a breath of relief. Then he looked at Yang Wudi, his gaze blazing.

"Senior, I came this time to invite you and the entire Po Clan to join my faction."

Bing Yekong had not come merely for the immortal herb records in Yang Wudi's possession.

Now that his own backing was not strong enough, he urgently needed powerful partners—or subordinates.

As a Soul Douluo capable of confronting a Titled Douluo head-on, Yang Wudi was naturally within his range of choices.

Combined with his medicine-refining arts, if the immortal herbs were entrusted to him, they would surely produce their greatest effect.

Upon hearing this, Yang Wudi was unexpectedly not angered. Instead, he raised an eyebrow as he looked at Bing Yekong.

"You want to recruit me and my clansmen?" Yang Wudi looked at Bing Yekong with interest, wanting to hear how he would answer.

Bing Yekong nodded and rapidly began organizing his words in his mind. He knew that what he said next would determine whether Yang Wudi agreed to join him.

"Senior Yang, I know that saying this so suddenly may seem rather baffling to you, but I can guarantee that if the Po Clan joins us, you will receive benefits beyond anything you can imagine. Your revival will be just around the corner."

The moment the words "Po Clan" left his mouth, the pressure around Yang Wudi burst forth once more, this time crushing Bing Yekong so hard that he could barely breathe.