Time always slipped away without a sound. In the blink of an eye, Qin Chao had lived at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well for more than half a year.
During those six months, Qin Chao followed Tang San's method from the novel to prepare antidotes for Dugu Bo and his granddaughter.
Medicines that relaxed the sinews and stimulated blood circulation, combined with a drop of his own blood-the formula was simple, but its effects were striking. In just a few days, the pain caused by the poison's backlash had noticeably eased.
Perhaps because Qin Chao had absorbed the two immortal poisonous herbs of ice and fire more thoroughly, the antidote he made worked even better than the one in the original story.
After six months, all the poison in Dugu Bo's body had been driven into his Soul Bone. Not only had his strength suffered no loss, he had actually advanced two levels in one leap.
After Level 90, every level was a formidable bottleneck, and Dugu Bo had been stuck at his current level for a full ten years. Now that he had finally broken through, he was naturally wild with joy.
Having experienced the antidote's wonders firsthand, Dugu Bo admired Qin Chao even more. The two occasionally discussed herbs and poisons, deepening their relationship while also allowing Qin Chao to learn many new things.
Although Chrysanthemum Douluo knew a great deal about herbs, he was ultimately less skilled than Dugu Bo at using poisons and curing them. Discussing what Chrysanthemum Douluo had taught him with Dugu Bo was precisely how Qin Chao filled the gaps in his knowledge.
Meanwhile, the more time Dugu Bo spent with Qin Chao, the more his admiration grew.
This boy, not even twelve years old, always had far too many novel