Immortal Herbs

Bai Xiao saw milky white and vermilion springwater dividing the hot spring into two halves. White mist rose endlessly from the spring, while strange plants grew along both sides.

Bai Xiao's eyes immediately went wide. As the owner of the Cell Martial Soul, Bai Xiao could collect the genes of all kinds of cells, and thus he had awakened a hobby of collecting genes.

The more genes Bai Xiao collected, the stronger he would become. This stemmed from his ability to draw upon the genes he had already collected, even evolving more genes from them.

Because these heavenly treasures were so rare, Bai Xiao had yet to collect genes at the level of Immortal Herbs. Now that he had suddenly encountered so many, he was like "Zhu Bajie entering the Grand View Garden." How could he not be thrilled?

Bai Xiao excitedly said to Dugu Bo, "Grandpa, my Life Dragon Martial Soul can collect the traits of life to assist my cultivation. And if I can collect the traits of so many Immortal Herbs, there's a great chance I can cure your illness!"

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo waved Bai Xiao off. "You brat, be careful. If you accidentally fall into the hot spring, I won't be able to save your life." Dugu Bo spoke with concern. He had no desire to have just gained such a fine future grandson-in-law, only for him to disappear in the blink of an eye!

Like a wild dog that had slipped its leash, Bai Xiao charged toward those Immortal Herbs. With his current adaptability, so long as he did not court death by swimming in the Icefire Yin Yang Well... well... actually, Bai Xiao probably would not die even if he swam in it, right? At most, he would lose some limbs and end up paralyzed!

If he lost a limb, Bai Xiao might install a beast claw for himself. After all, his title of "Soul Beast Doctor" was not earned for nothing.

Thus, an amusing scene appeared: a boy pounced upon the Immortal Herbs like a rabid dog, while a girl silently followed behind him.

The two moved one after the other, as though they would never grow tired. At the side, Dugu Bo once again wore an auntie's smile.

At last, Bai Xiao recorded the genes of every plant within the Icefire Yin Yang Well into Rem's storage. As he recorded them, Bai Xiao also used his Cell Martial Soul to Assimilate the Immortal Herbs. After all, if he did not Assimilate them, how could he collect the genes of the Immortal Herbs?

Bai Xiao could now be considered the master of these Immortal Herbs. If someone else stole one, then before it was consumed, Bai Xiao could command it to instantly die a cell-apoptosis-style death.

While recording the genes, Bai Xiao also discovered that the genes of these Immortal Herbs were extraordinarily extreme—extremely perfect in certain aspects. They seemed as though they had been configured in advance; these genetic combinations allowed the medicinal value of the Immortal Herbs to reach its peak.

Bai Xiao believed there were two possibilities. One was that they had formed naturally, and it was precisely because of these extreme genes that Immortal Herbs were so scarce. The other was that some existence had regulated them, causing these Immortal Herbs to exist solely for their medicinal properties.

The former was nature's selection; the latter was someone's subjective control.

When Bai Xiao had previously regulated the genes of Blue Silver Grass, he had discovered that once the adjustments exceeded certain thresholds, the Blue Silver Grass would suffer genetic collapse and trigger a cell-apoptosis-style death.

This could not help but make Bai Xiao entertain a conspiracy theory. Why did Soul Beasts on Douluo Continent produce Soul Rings upon death, and why could those Soul Rings just so happen to be absorbed by humans to increase their cultivation? The same was true of Soul Bones. Bai Xiao could not help but look up at the sky, feeling his own insignificance.

Smack!

Bai Xiao slapped himself. Why am I thinking nonsense for no reason? What if I really draw out some indescribable existence? Wouldn't I be courting death?

Dugu Yan watched Bai Xiao blankly as he stared into space, then suddenly slapped himself. Could it be that Bai Xiao likes to suddenly hit himself while daydreaming?

Dugu Yan looked at her own palm and sank into deep thought. Should I help him? Or should I help him? Or should I help him?

Bai Xiao also noticed Dugu Yan staring blankly at her palm. What is this girl thinking about? Completely unaware that danger was slowly approaching him.