Harvesting Immortal Herbs, Purple Ganoderma and Dragon Ganoderma

Gu Feng took out the jade boxes and jade knives he had prepared long ago from his storage ring.

These tools were all carved from high-quality warm jade, specially made for storing delicate medicinal herbs.

He walked up to an enormous chrysanthemum.

Its petals were soft and fluffy, the entire flower seamlessly whole. Its central stamen rose half a foot above the petals, glowing with a faint golden light.

Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum.

With a swift motion of his knife, Gu Feng cleanly cut off the entire flower and sealed it inside a separate jade box.

Next came the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid, Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone, and the graceful, magnificent Aromatic Silk Beauty that absorbed the essence of heaven and earth.

Afterward, Gu Feng stopped before a strange herb that was slender, curved, and flawlessly white from stem to tip.

Snow Swan Kiss.

This thing could intensify any poison a hundredfold. Holding his breath, Gu Feng carefully lifted its roots with the jade knife and swiftly snapped it into a box.

Finally, Gu Feng stopped before a strange black stone.

The stone was called Black Absolute. Rooted atop it was a palm-sized white flower, its petal edges marked with several blood-red streaks.

Lovesick Heartbreak Red, the king of immortal herbs.

To pick this flower, one had to think wholeheartedly of the one they loved, with absolute sincerity and no stray thoughts, then spit out a mouthful of heart's blood onto its petals. The slightest divided intention would make it impossible to pluck.

Gu Feng turned and looked at Ning Rongrong standing in the distance.

The little girl was hugging the Aromatic Silk Beauty, gazing at him eagerly. Her fair face was full of obedient sweetness.

Did he have feelings for Ning Rongrong?

Of course he did.

But were those feelings absolutely flawless, without a trace of impurity?

Gu Feng asked himself that question inwardly.

The answer was painfully realistic.

No.

From the moment he had first encountered Ning Rongrong to the day he joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, what he had valued was the vast resources of the greatest wealthy sect under heaven, along with the protection of two Titled Douluo.

Even though they had later gotten along well and established their relationship, those feelings still contained plans and calculations for the future.

There was love, of course, but it was not pure.

"Without that kind of pure love-struck devotion, why make things difficult for myself?"

Gu Feng muttered in self-mockery.

He simply bent down and tossed both the flower and the stone into his storage ring.

Dugu Bo stood atop a rock in the distance, his eyelids twitching wildly at the sight.

Not only was this kid skilled, but he also knew exactly what he wanted. The boy really had some ability.

The worry Dugu Bo had been carrying eased by more than half without him even realizing it.

After putting away those immortal herbs, Gu Feng did not stop. Beneath a shaded rock wall at the edge of the valley, he found two thick, umbrella-shaped ganoderma mushrooms.

One was deep purple throughout and emitted a mellow, rich fragrance. It was the Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma.

The other had faint dragon-scale-like patterns along its edges. It was the Nine-Grade Dragon Ganoderma.

These two things could be put to great use.

Holding one ganoderma in each hand, Gu Feng walked back to the clearing where everyone was resting.

When Dugu Yan saw him approach, she could not help poking her head out to inspect him curiously.

"Gu Feng, you dug around like a bandit for half the day. Are those two rotten mushrooms in your hands really the antidote?"

"Yanyan, don't talk nonsense!"

Dugu Bo glared at his granddaughter, then eagerly stepped forward.

"Boy Gu Feng, tell this old man quickly. How exactly are we supposed to cure it?"

Still hugging the Aromatic Silk Beauty, Ning Rongrong came over as well. She linked herself around Gu Feng's other arm and asked in a sweet voice:

"Brother Feng, are you tired? Do you want me to wipe your sweat?"

"I'm not tired." Gu Feng patted the back of Ning Rongrong's hand, signaling for her to wait calmly.

He placed the two ganoderma mushrooms on a bluish stone before him and looked up at Dugu Bo and his granddaughter.

"Senior, there are actually two ways to cure the Jade Phosphorous Serpent poison in your bodies."

"What two ways?" Dugu Bo hurriedly asked.

"The first is the simplest. Honestly disperse your cultivation."

Gu Feng's tone was calm.

"Expel all the poison in your body, and cripple your poison-attributed Soul Power along with it. The poison will be gone and your life will be saved, but from then on, you will no longer be Poison Douluo. You will be an ordinary person without Soul Power."

The corner of Dugu Bo's mouth twitched as he cursed irritably.

"Bullshit! This old man has enemies everywhere. If I really disperse my cultivation, my whole family will be chopped up and fed to dogs by tomorrow!"

Dugu Yan shook her head repeatedly as well. "I don't agree either! After cultivating so hard for so many years, becoming useless would be worse than dying cleanly!"

"Then you can only choose the second path."

Gu Feng tapped the table-like bluish stone and said seriously:

"The poison of the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul will backlash against your own meridians and internal organs. Since your physical bodies cannot bear it, then find a container that can store the poison."

Dugu Bo frowned. "A container? What kind of container could endure this old man's decades of source poison?"

"Soul bones."

Gu Feng spoke the two words.

"Soul bones exist independently from the body's meridians and are incomparably durable. During daily cultivation, use a guiding method to force all excess poison wandering through your organs and meridians into the soul bone for storage. Then draw it out again when you need to fight."

"Not only will that preserve all your cultivation, the power of your poison arts may even rise to another level."

Hearing this, Dugu Bo froze in place.

The dead end that had plagued his family for three generations could be resolved with only a soul bone?

But then he came to his senses again and sighed.

"This old man does have a soul bone, but Yanyan doesn't."

"Yanzi's poison has not accumulated for long, and it has not yet harmed her bone marrow. There is still plenty of time to slowly search for a suitable soul bone."

Gu Feng paused, then continued:

"Besides, ordinary soul bones have limits to the amount of poison they can contain. Naturally, the older the soul bone, the better. If it is a legendary External Soul Bone that can grow alongside a Soul Master, then it would be the best possible container."

Dugu Yan could not help curling her lips in complaint.

"An External Soul Bone? You really dare to dream. That thing is rarer than a Titled Douluo. Where are we supposed to find one?"

"If we can't find an External Soul Bone, a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone will do for now."

Gu Feng pushed the deep-purple ganoderma toward Dugu Bo.

"Senior, years of poison backlash have severely depleted your meridians and internal organs. This Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma has mild, rich medicinal properties. It excels at strengthening one's foundation and restoring one's vitality. It can repair hidden injuries and calm the poison's backlash. Take it immediately and first restore the foundation that the poison has eroded."

Then, he handed the dragon-patterned ganoderma to Dugu Yan.

"This is Nine-Grade Dragon Ganoderma. It contains a faint trace of dragon aura. The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul is itself a dragon bloodline. Taking it will not only strengthen your foundation, but it will also temper your Martial Soul."

The grandfather and granddaughter held their ganoderma mushrooms and looked at each other.

Dugu Bo took a deep breath and gave Gu Feng a complicated look.

"Kid, this old man owes you an enormous favor."

"Don't rush to thank me. Refine them quickly. The energy of heaven and earth is dense here, which will greatly benefit your absorption of the medicinal power."

Gu Feng waved his hand.

Dugu Bo no longer hesitated. He pulled Dugu Yan to an open space nearby, where they sat cross-legged and directly swallowed the entire medicinal herbs before closing their eyes and circulating their Soul Power.

A moment later, two dense green halos rose around them as they completely entered meditation.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong tugged Gu Feng's sleeve enviously.

"Brother Feng, what about me? You picked so many flowers just now. Don't I get any?"

Gu Feng rubbed her head. "We'll discuss yours after we return to the sect."

Gu Rong also chuckled and nodded from behind them. "Rongrong, listen to Little Feng. This boy handles things very reliably."

After settling the two of them, Gu Feng turned and returned to the poolside.

On a sunlit slope by the shore stood a small emerald-green herb. Three snow-white leaves grew from its center, each supporting several crystal-clear droplets of dew.

Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew.

Gu Feng cut it off with his jade knife, then let the dew upon its leaves drip into his left and right eyes separately.

A cool sensation instantly pierced through his eyeballs and reached deep into his mind. His somewhat weary spiritual power was suddenly invigorated.

Then, he chewed up the entire herb and swallowed it before sitting down where he was to regulate his breathing.

The herb transformed into a surging warm current that rushed straight toward his Violet Palace.

Half an hour passed.

Gu Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes.

The world around him became exceptionally clear to his senses. He could perceive every current of air stirred by the breeze, and even the flight paths of insects flapping their wings dozens of meters away.

His spiritual power had risen by an entire level.

Gu Feng stood up and glanced into the distance.

The green mist around Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan was churning violently. The medicinal power was clearly too strong for them to fully refine in a short time.

"The timing is perfect."

Gu Feng composed himself and returned to Ning Rongrong and Gu Rong.

When Ning Rongrong saw him approach, she was about to speak, but Gu Feng pressed a hand onto her shoulder first.

"Rongrong, I'm about to do something that might look a little frightening."

Gu Feng's expression became extremely serious as he said in a deep voice:

"No matter what you see, don't panic. Stay right where you are."

Ning Rongrong froze and instinctively grabbed his sleeve. "Brother Feng, what are you going to do? Don't scare me."

Gu Feng turned to the Bone Douluo beside them and clasped his hands.

"Grandpa Bone, please look after Rongrong for me. Don't let her get anywhere near the pool."

A hint of gravity appeared on Gu Rong's gaunt face as well. He slowly nodded.

"Don't worry. With this old man here, not a hair on this girl's head will be harmed. But boy, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Gu Feng did not explain. He turned and leaped into the air.

A rushing wind swirled beneath his feet, carrying him directly toward the sky above the center of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Before him appeared the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot.

Suspended in midair, Gu Feng wrapped his jade knife in a fierce wind blade with his right hand and instantly cut through the roots of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass. At the same time, he covered his left hand with a thick layer of wind and pulled the Infernal Delicate Apricot out from afar.

The moment the two immortal herbs of ultimate cold and ultimate heat left the ground, their frigid and scorching medicinal powers violently collided.

Without the slightest hesitation, Gu Feng opened his mouth. Before the two energies could fully erupt, he shoved the blue and red herbs into his mouth at the same time and forcibly swallowed them!

Boom!

Intense swelling pain instantly swept through his internal organs. Gu Feng let out a muffled groan as half his face was instantly covered in white frost, while the other half turned blood-red.

Without any hesitation, Gu Feng withdrew his wind power.

The next moment, water splashed everywhere and the spring churned as Gu Feng's figure instantly sank into the deep pool.

Ning Rongrong's face went completely white on the shore, and she cried out in anguish:

"Brother Feng!"

She was about to rush forward, but Gu Rong grabbed her shoulder and held her back.

"Rongrong, don't move recklessly!"

Gu Rong held Ning Rongrong tightly, his eyes filled with shock as well. He said in a deep voice:

"Little Feng never acts recklessly. If he dared jump in, then he definitely has his own confidence!"

At that moment, Dugu Bo suddenly jolted awake from meditation.

The medicinal power in his body had yet to fully disperse when he saw that boy enter the spring.

Dugu Bo was full of shock and confusion.

"Boy Gu Feng! Why did you jump into that pool? Even this old man doesn't dare enter that spring easily. You fool!"