Testing Yang Wudi

Bing Yekong and the other followed Dugu Bo into the poisonous miasma.

Seeing that neither of them was affected, Dugu Bo felt even more shocked.

"It seems it isn't that my poison has gone wrong. These two appear to have some way of becoming immune to poison."

As he thought this, the three of them had already crossed the mountaintop and spotted the valley below.

Dugu Bo had traveled this familiar route countless times, so naturally, nothing could go wrong.

This was also Bing Yekong's second time taking this route, and he found it quite easy as well.

After entering the valley and walking forward for some distance, the Icefire Yin-Yang Well appeared before Bing Yekong once again.

But this time, the Icefire Yin-Yang Well in Bing Yekong's eyes was different from what he had seen before.

It was not that the Icefire Yin-Yang Well itself had changed, but that the knowledge stored in Bing Yekong's mind had changed what he saw.

This time, he could accurately identify every immortal herb before him.

Eight-Horned Mysterious Ice Grass, Fiery Apricot Delicate Herb, Qiluo Tulip, Sky-reaching Velvet Chrysanthemum...

"This is one of my secret bases, as well as a medicinal garden."

Before Dugu Bo could introduce the place, Yang Wudi was already staring around with shining eyes.

"So many immortal herbs... I never imagined there could be such a paradise in this world!"

Bing Yekong glanced at Yang Wudi, knowing it was time to test the man's bottom line.

"Senior Yang, this is why I brought you here."

He then turned to Dugu Bo.

"Senior Dugu, we'll need the herbs here to detoxify you. At the same time, we hope to take a few extra plants for our personal use. What do you think?"

Dugu Bo waved a hand indifferently. "Take them, take them. This old man doesn't know what any of these things are anyway."

Bing Yekong then turned his gaze back to Yang Wudi. "Senior Yang, take a look. Is there anything here that catches your eye?"

Yang Wudi stared at the immortal herbs with shining eyes, while Bing Yekong watched him closely.

To be honest, Yang Wudi wanted nothing more than to pack up every immortal herb here and take them away.

But the moment that thought arose, he forcefully cut it off himself.

The golden gleam in his eyes faded, and he shook his head. "Forget it. This old man is already very satisfied to have received that Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb you gave me. But I do have one small request. If you use these medicinal herbs and immortal herbs to refine medicine in the future, you must let this old man help."

Besides being obsessed with martial arts, Yang Wudi had another passion: refining medicine.

Truthfully, even if these immortal herbs were given to him, he would at most keep them as collectibles or use them to refine medicine. He would basically never use them himself.

Therefore, Yang Wudi would be very satisfied if Bing Yekong was willing to let him refine these immortal herbs.

Upon hearing this, Bing Yekong let out a sigh of relief. Yang Wudi's temperament was indeed as straightforward as in the original work, and he also had strong principles.

"No problem. Senior Dugu's antidote will need to be refined by you, Senior Yang."

Bing Yekong then walked toward the Icefire Yin-Yang Well.

His gaze first fell upon the Eight-Horned Mysterious Ice Grass and the Fiery Apricot Delicate Herb.

He had no intention of consuming these two immortal herbs as Tang San had, to temper his body.

Both of his martial souls possessed the Ultimate Ice attribute, so at most, only the Eight-Horned Mysterious Ice Grass suited him.

Besides, it was never good for a person to absorb too many immortal herbs at once. Bing Yekong had better choices for himself.

However, he still intended to take these two immortal herbs with him. His companions could use them.

Ultimate Ice soul power condensed between Bing Yekong's hands, and he plucked the two herbs from afar.

He wrapped the two herbs in Ultimate Ice to ensure their medicinal properties would not dissipate, then stored them in a Soul Guidance Device capable of preserving living things.

Afterward, Bing Yekong walked over to an inconspicuous little plant.

The plant looked very ordinary. Several droplets of dew had gathered on its leaves, sparkling and translucent.

This was the heavenly treasure capable of greatly enhancing spiritual power: Autumn Dew of Clear Sight.

Without hesitation, Bing Yekong plucked the Autumn Dew of Clear Sight, brought it to his mouth, tilted back his head, and drank the dew upon it in one gulp.

A cool sensation passed through his throat and instantly melted into his body.

The coolness flowed through his limbs and bones, rushing straight toward his mind.

Bing Yekong felt his eyes become incomparably clear in an instant, and his vision improved dramatically.

His spiritual power was also greatly strengthened and purified.

After absorbing this Autumn Dew of Clear Sight, Bing Yekong was confident that he could attempt a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring for his fourth Soul Ring.

With his physical constitution, combined with the compression of his ultimate-attribute soul power, his fourth Soul Ring could already withstand an age exceeding ten thousand years, purely in terms of duration.

The only thing lacking was sufficient spiritual power.

Now that he had absorbed the Autumn Dew of Clear Sight, that weakness in his spiritual power had been remedied. As long as his soul power broke through to rank forty, Bing Yekong could attempt to absorb a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring.

After finishing all this, Bing Yekong did not forget the main matter at hand.

He called Yang Wudi over.

"Senior Yang, I have some insights regarding Senior Dugu's treatment. Let me tell you about them and see whether they align with your own thoughts."

As someone with heaven-defying comprehension, Bing Yekong's years of studying medicinal principles had not been for nothing.

Bing Yekong had also studied Dugu Bo's inherited martial soul poison to some extent.

He told Yang Wudi his ideas, and the further he spoke, the more animated Yang Wudi became.

As if a kindred spirit had met another over lofty mountains and flowing waters, Yang Wudi slapped his thigh after hearing Bing Yekong out. "Little brother, your idea is simply brilliant! How did this old man fail to think of it?"

Bing Yekong then told Yang Wudi about the method Tang San had given in the original work, using Soul Bones to store poison.

After pondering briefly, Yang Wudi nodded. "This method has both benefits and drawbacks, but this old man is confident that I can improve it and greatly reduce its disadvantages."

The drawback of using Soul Bones to store poison was obvious. A container always had a limit.

If a Soul Bone reached its storage limit and there were no other Soul Bones available to keep storing the poison, that would be dangerous.

Dugu Bo's only Soul Bone was a Head Soul Bone. If the poison erupted in his head, then even as the Poison Douluo, he would have no way to deal with it.

After the two settled on a plan, they began preparing the medicinal ingredients they needed.

According to the final plan Yang Wudi formulated, they would proceed along two lines.

They would use medicine while also employing the improved method of storing poison in Soul Bones.

The improved method had far fewer drawbacks than the original.

According to Yang Wudi,

this time, they would not treat the Soul Bone as a container, but use the poison as material to enhance the Soul Bone's power.

Once the Soul Bone had been raised to its limit, it would no longer need more poison. This might reduce the Soul Bone's ability to store poison somewhat, but it would greatly improve safety.

As for the remaining poison, Yang Wudi had already decided what kind of medicine to refine in order to deal with it.

They briefly explained the plan to Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo was also somewhat accomplished in medicinal principles. After hearing it, he felt as though he had suddenly been enlightened.

"I never expected this. To think this old man would meet the two of you! As long as you can cure both this old man and Yanyan, this old man is willing to do anything!"