Immortal Herbs

Bai Xiao saw milky white and vermilion spring waters 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 instantly went wide. As the owner of the Cell Martial Soul, he could collect the genes of all kinds of cells, and so Bai Xiao had awakened a hobby of collecting genes.

The more genes Bai Xiao collected, the stronger he would become. This stemmed from his ability to mobilize the genes he had already collected, and even evolve more genes.

Because such heavenly treasures were so scarce, Bai Xiao had yet to collect genes from Immortal Herb-grade plants. Now that he suddenly saw so many of them, he was like "Zhu Bajie entering the Grand View Garden." How could he not be excited?

Bai Xiao said excitedly 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, I'll have a great chance of curing your illness!"

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo waved Bai Xiao off. "Kid, be careful. If you accidentally fall into the hot spring, even I won't be able to save your life." Dugu Bo spoke with concern. He did not want to have just gained such a fine grandson-in-law, only for him to vanish in the blink of an eye!

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

If he lost a limb, Bai Xiao might just attach a beast claw to himself. After all, his title of "Soul Beast Doctor" had not been given to him for nothing.

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

The two continued one before the other, as though they would never grow tired. At the side, Dugu Bo once again revealed 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, without Assimilation, 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 eaten, Bai Xiao could command it to instantly die through cellular apoptosis.

While recording the genes, Bai Xiao also discovered that the genes of these Immortal Herbs were extremely extreme—extremely perfect in certain aspects. It was as though they had been configured in advance. These combinations of genes could bring the medicinal value of the Immortal Herbs to its peak.

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

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

When Bai Xiao had previously regulated the genes of Blue Silver Grass, he had discovered that once the adjustments exceeded certain values, the Blue Silver Grass would suffer genetic collapse, triggering death by cellular apoptosis.

This could not help but make Bai Xiao entertain a conspiracy theory. Why did the death of Soul Beasts on the Douluo Continent produce Soul Rings, and why could those Soul Rings happen to be absorbed by humans to improve their cultivation? The same went for Soul Bones. Bai Xiao could not help glancing at the sky, feeling his own insignificance.

Smack!

Bai Xiao slapped himself. Why am I thinking about this nonsense? If I really draw out some indescribable existence, wouldn't I be courting death?

Dugu Yan watched Bai Xiao blankly as he stood there in a daze, then suddenly slapped himself. "? Does Bai Xiao like suddenly hitting himself whenever he spaces out?"

Dugu Yan looked at her own palm and fell 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 drawing near.