Where Was Dugu Bo?

Tang Hao lay on the stone bed, his entire body scorching hot like a branding iron!

The wound where his arm had been severed had completely ulcerated and blackened due to the harsh conditions in the basement and the lack of timely treatment, oozing foul-smelling pus and blood.

Tang Hao's eyes were shut, his body convulsing violently. He was taking in more air than he exhaled, and it looked like he would not last much longer!

"Dad!! Dad, wake up!!"

Tang San was terrified out of his wits. He desperately used his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from Tang Hao's forehead, but it was utterly useless.

"Click."

The door to the secret chamber opened.

Ning Fengzhi entered with a smile, dressed in an immaculate, luxurious white robe and holding a half-finished Silent Sleeve Arrow that Zhao Wuji and the others had rushed to produce overnight.

"Not bad. The mechanism is ingenious, and its killing power is astounding. Tang San, you drew these blueprints very well."

Ning Fengzhi played with the sleeve arrow in satisfaction, not even sparing Tang Hao, who was on the verge of death on the stone bed, a glance.

"Master Ning!"

Tang San suddenly turned around, his eyes red as though they were dripping blood.

"I've already given you the blueprints! The first batch of Hidden Weapons has been made! Please, quickly arrange for a high-level healing Spirit Master to save my father! He's dying!"

At his words, the smile on Ning Fengzhi's face faded slightly.

He walked to the stone bed, covered his nose with a handkerchief in disgust, glanced at Tang Hao's festering wound, and shook his head coldly.

"Little San, it isn't that Uncle Ning refuses to help. We're trapped in this basement now. Where am I supposed to find a high-level healing Spirit Master for you? Besides..."

Ning Fengzhi's gaze turned icy.

"He has lost an arm, and his heart meridians are damaged. Even if we barely save him, he'll only be a cripple. To risk exposing our hiding place for a cripple—this is not a worthwhile deal."

Boom!

Tang San felt as if he had been struck by lightning, all the blood in his body rushing to his head!

A deal!

The life of the mighty Clear Sky Douluo was, in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, merely an unprofitable deal!

Watching Tang Hao's breathing grow ever weaker, Tang San knew that Ning Fengzhi would not act without seeing some benefit first!

His reason had been forced into a corner. Tang San's mind raced madly, trying to find any bargaining chip that could move Ning Fengzhi.

Suddenly, inspiration flashed through Tang San's mind. He abruptly turned and stared fixedly at Ning Fengzhi.

"Uncle Ning! Where is Dugu Bo?! Didn't Senior Poison Douluo retreat to Blue Ba Academy with us before? Where did he go?!"

Hearing that name, Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly.

"Dugu Bo? Three days ago, before Spirit Hall completely sealed off Heaven Dou City, he claimed that he needed to return to his medicinal garden in Sunset Forest to retrieve some things and left on his own. Why? Do you need him for something?"

"He went to Sunset Forest to get something!"

Tang San's heart leaped with joy, as if he had seized his final lifeline. He roared rapidly.

"Uncle Ning! Senior Dugu Bo is also a reincarnator! He went to Sunset Forest to gather the Immortal Herbs in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!!"

"The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well? Immortal Herbs?"

Ning Fengzhi raised a brow, a trace of confusion flashing through his eyes.

"That's right! It's an unparalleled treasure trove!"

In order to survive, Tang San directly revealed his greatest trump card.

"It is filled with immortal medicinal herbs that absorb the essence of heaven and earth! Every single one can completely transform a Spirit Master! There is the Tulip of Eight Treasures, which can cure all poisons! There is the Qiluo Sky Chrysanthemum, which can strengthen one's foundation and nourish one's vitality!"

Tang San stared hard at Ning Fengzhi and threw out the bombshell that was enough to drive the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School mad.

"There is even... an Immortal Herb called the Tulip of Romance that can let your Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda directly break through its martial soul limit and evolve into the [Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda]!!!"

"What!!!"

Upon hearing the words Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda, a fanatical light instantly erupted from Ning Fengzhi's deep eyes!

How could he possibly forget?

That had been the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's ultimate dream for hundreds of years!

"Of course I remember! It was an Immortal Herb called the Tulip of Romance!"

Ning Fengzhi grabbed Tang San by the shoulders, his breathing turning rapid.

"In our previous life, you brought out that Immortal Herb and allowed Rongrong to break through her martial soul limit! I had long wanted to ask where those Immortal Herbs grew, but I never found the right opportunity!"

"They grow in the heart of Sunset Forest, within an unparalleled treasure land called the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!"

Tang San stared fixedly at Ning Fengzhi, directly revealing his greatest trump card.

"Not only is there a Tulip of Romance there, but also countless immortal herbs that can cure all poisons and strengthen one's foundation and vitality! In our previous life, that place was Dugu Bo's medicinal garden! He is also a reincarnator. If he has returned to Sunset Forest now, he must have gone to harvest those Immortal Herbs in advance!"

"What?! That is the old poison freak's territory!"

Ning Fengzhi's heart pounded wildly.

In his previous life, he had only been shocked by Ning Rongrong's martial soul evolution and had never learned the origins of the Immortal Herbs.

Now, the final and most crucial piece of the puzzle had finally fallen into place!

"Uncle Ning! Senior Dugu Bo is one of us. He must still be in Sunset Forest gathering Immortal Herbs!"

Tang San pleaded urgently.

"Immediately send Sword Douluo to rendezvous with him! You can take the Tulip of Romance, but as long as you agree to give me several Immortal Herbs to treat injuries and save my father's life!!"

"Good! Good! What a fine Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!"

Ning Fengzhi was so excited that both his hands trembled.

His instincts told him that Tang San would never dare lie about such a thing while driven into such desperation!

He suddenly turned toward Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had been standing behind him with his eyes closed in meditation. Alongside the determination in his gaze flashed a concealed trace of viciousness.

"Uncle Sword! There is no time to lose! These Immortal Herbs concern the future of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Nothing can go wrong!"

"Rest assured, Master Ning. This old man will make a trip to Sunset Forest at once."

Chen Xin opened his eyes, and the intent of the Seven Kill Sword surged wildly within them.

Going to find Dugu Bo and rendezvous with him?

No. Before an opportunity as heaven-defying as the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda, what did so-called allies amount to?

If that old poison freak obediently handed over all the Immortal Herbs, so be it. But if he dared hide even half a stalk, or even dared bargain... the Seven Kill Sword would show no mercy!

"Go quickly and return quickly! Make sure to bring back that Tulip of Romance, along with every usable Immortal Herb—roots, soil, and all!"

Ning Fengzhi instructed loudly.

Whoosh!

Sword Douluo transformed into a heaven-shaking streak of sword light, instantly tearing through the secret chamber's ventilation shaft and shooting into the sky toward Sunset Forest.

Watching the direction Sword Douluo had departed in, Tang San let out a long breath of stale air and collapsed onto the ground as if drained.

Father's life was finally saved.

As long as Dugu Bo brought back the Immortal Herbs, there was still hope for everything!

Half an hour later.

In the depths of Sunset Forest, outside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Dense, multicolored poisonous miasma formed a natural wall, sealing the entire valley shut.

Whoosh!

A heaven-shaking streak of sword light tore through layer after layer of poisonous miasma and landed heavily at the edge of the valley.

The sword light dispersed, revealing Sword Douluo Chen Xin's upright figure, tall and straight as a pine.