Chapter 197

However, to find the Dragon remains of those two Dragon Kings, one must eventually go to the bottom of the spring.

Xiao Chen stood by the spring, looking down at the boiling, surging water before him.

One spring of ice, one spring of fire, meet here, clearly distinct yet intertwined.

One side of the water was steaming with a pale, frigid vapor, so cold that even the air itself seemed to condense into tiny ice crystals; the other side was bubbling and gurgling, sending waves of heat crashing down on you, making your cheeks ache.

Xiao Chen reached out and tentatively probed the water above the spring.

The moment his fingertips touched the spring water, his brain received a wave of discomfort—like being thrown into a furnace or stuffed into an ancient ice cave, making him feel uneasy, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

He looked down at his fingertips; they were fine, but slightly red.

"Tsk."

Xiao Chen shook his hand, having made up his mind.

With the power of ice and fire in this spring, even Titled Douluo would probably not be able to stay inside for long.

But those two Dragon remains are sunk right below here.

He stared at the churning water, pondered for a moment, and then a solution came to mind.

His Third Soul Skill is Resurrection.

Once that Soul Skill is activated, it will grant him a brief period of invincibility—during which no attack can harm him in the slightest.

If it is turned on continuously, it can last for a total of sixty-four seconds.

Sixty-four seconds is enough for him to dive to the bottom of the spring and also enough for him to come back up.

If he really can't find it, he can simply use Command Block to teleport up.

With that in mind, Xiao Chen no longer hesitated.

As his Third Soul Skill was activated, a faint, almost invisible blue aura slowly emanated from his body, enveloping his entire being.

That halo was as thin as a cicada's wing, yet it acted like an invisible barrier, isolating everything from the outside world.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath, lightly pushed off the rocks by the spring with his toes, and shot straight into the boiling spring water like an arrow.

"Boom--"

The moment he entered the water, he first heard a loud roar, followed by countless bubbles surging up and enveloping him completely.

The two extreme forces of ice and fire pressed down almost simultaneously, drilling into his body from all directions.

But that thin film of light steadily blocked them, only creating fine ripples on the surface.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes to find himself surrounded by a strange sight.

To his left was a deep, dark blue water, everything frozen in translucent ice, even the bubbles were stuck in place; to his right, the water was a surging crimson, the heat distorting his vision, as if the entire body of water was boiling.

And he walks along that blurry dividing line between the two.

Luck, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well is not very deep.

Xiao Chen descended all the way down, and in just over ten seconds, his feet touched solid ground.

The bottom of the spring is a jagged rock formation covered with a layer of grayish-white sediment, which crunches when stepped on.

However, Xiao Chen soon encountered trouble.

This Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well is indeed not deep, but its bottom is frighteningly large.

Xiao Chen stopped and looked around. All he could see was a bed of rock stretching out in all directions, with gray and dark red stones as far as the eye could see, and no end in sight.

The jagged rocks rose and fell, forming a complex network of ravines. If the two Dragon remains were indeed buried there, they would be easily obscured by any of the rocks and would not be found in a short time.

He looked around the spot, but couldn't find even a trace of dragon bones.

This made Xiao Chen frown.

Even if he continuously activated his Third Soul Skill, he could only maintain it for a total of sixty-four seconds.

Almost twenty seconds have passed since I entered the water.

There were only a little over forty seconds left.

Once his invincibility period is over, he will either teleport ashore or tough it out in the spring.

We must act quickly.

Once the invincibility period is over, it will be hard to find again.

Then, Xiao Chen swam a little deeper, his eyes quickly scanning every ravine and every crevice between the rocks.

No.

Still no.

Just as his heart was sinking, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind like lightning.

Those two Dragon Soul that followed Na'er, shouldn't they also be considered living beings?

Although it has lost much of its intelligence, at least it's still alive.

Since they are living beings, he can use Command Block to teleport them over and have them lead him to their destination.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen's eyes lit up.

Time waits for no one.

The thought crossed his mind, and he first cast an Invisibility Buff on himself.

A faint membrane of light emerged from his body, completely concealing his aura and figure.

Under this buff, ordinary methods cannot detect his presence at all.

After completing this step, he calmed down and entered the Teleport Command.

On the other side of the valley.

After the six Immortal Herbs were gone, Na'er went on a killing spree in the valley.

The Immortal Herb she was holding had piled up into a small mountain.

Among the more well-known varieties are the Ten-Thousand-Year Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, the Primordial Immortal Herb, the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, and the Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma...

As for those whose names she didn't know, there were countless of them. She gathered them one by one in her arms, their medicinal fragrance so strong it was almost tangible.

And all of this happened so easily it was almost absurd.

With those two Dragon Soul by her side, Na'er didn't need to communicate with those Immortal Herbs at all.

She only needed to point gently towards a certain Immortal Herb, and the two Dragon Soul that had been coiled on her shoulders would immediately leap out, one blue and one red, circling around that Immortal Herb.

As soon as those Immortal Herb sensed the pure aura of the Dragon King, they trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, not daring to utter a single harsh word, and obediently bowed down.

Thus, without exception, all the Immortal Herb she targeted surrendered under the coercion of the two Dragon Soul.

Na'er, carrying a full load of spoils, walked briskly with a smile on her lips.

However, amidst this jubilation, Na'er, who had already been wreaking havoc on the battlefield, suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She stopped in front of an ordinary white flower and stared at it blankly.

The white flower was only the size of a palm, shaped like a peony, but without a single blade of grass in sight.

The petals unfold layer upon layer, almost transparently white.

Beneath its roots lies a large rock—a rock entirely black and seemingly unremarkable, but if you were to actually move it, you would find that its weight is astonishing, as if the weight of the entire mountain were pressing down on this one rock.

What's most captivating is what's on those petals.

Amidst the pure white petals, there were a few startling streaks of red, as bright as blood, seeping Sisi the veins of the flower, as if someone had once shed a drop of heart's blood upon it.

It looked rather thrilling.

Na'er's breath hitched slightly.

The Lovesick Heartbreak Red.

She recognized the flower.

As half of the Silver Dragon King, she naturally recognized this object.

Consuming this herb will grant one immortality, comparable to that of heaven and earth.

It can increase Soul Power by at least ten levels and also undergo a comprehensive transformation of the body, with effects such as bringing the dead back to life and restoring flesh and bones.

It can also help Soul Beast Transformation to conceal their aura, allowing them to move freely in the human world.

If a being is at the Demigod level, consuming the Lovesick Heartbreak Red can directly propel their body to the God-level- level.

Na'er looked at it, but there was not a trace of greed in her eyes.

Because she knew better how to pick this flower.

When picking the Lovesick Heartbreak Red, one must think of one's beloved, with utmost sincerity, and sprinkle a drop of heart's blood onto the petals.

If you are even slightly distracted, you could die of vomiting blood and still not be able to pick the flower.

That's why Na'er's gaze softened.

She stood there, gazing at the few blood-red veins of the flower, for a very long time.

This flower is perhaps the best testament to her relationship with Xiao Chen.

She reached out and lightly touched the cool petal with her fingertips, then quickly withdrew her hand, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Then, she took a deep breath and placed her right hand on her heart.

Na'er's heart skipped a beat.

A drop of crimson blood seeped from her fingertip, round and full, hanging on her fingertip, reflecting the dim light of the valley.

She looked down at the drop of blood, a faint smile playing on her lips.

There was only one person on her mind.

The drop of blood fell, landing squarely in the center of the petal.

The blood droplets didn't slide down; instead, they slowly seeped in, spreading along the bright red veins of the flowers, thread by thread.

Na'er reached out and gently pinched the root of the Lovesick Heartbreak Red.

Then, gently pull it out.

Without any resistance, the white flower rooted in the dark rock was pulled up by her without any resistance.

Then, the white flower began to change in her palm.

The originally white petals were gradually stained with color.

What were originally just a few streaks of crimson now spread out like a tide, gradually deepening and intensifying, finally coalescing into a magnificent, vibrant golden-red.

The petals, layer upon layer, stretched out to their fullest extent, with a golden-red luster flowing along the edges, as if someone had captured the glow of an entire sunset into this flower.

Na'er held the flower, staring at it blankly.

Then, the corners of her mouth gradually curved upwards.

Her love for Xiao Chen was indeed recognized by the Lovesick Heartbreak Red.

She lowered her head, pressed her cheek against the flower, and gently rubbed it.

Once the Lovesick Heartbreak Red are taken down, they will never Wither as long as they remain with their owner.

Since that's the case... she won't take the flower.

Whether it's increasing her Soul Power by ten levels or attempting to break through to the God-level, she can find other ways to achieve those goals.

But there is only one flower.

Let's treat it as a memento of this love.

She carefully held the flower in her arms, using her sleeve to shield it from the wind blowing through the valley, as if protecting some precious treasure.

What a pity.

Xiao Chen did not see this scene.

Na'er raised her head and glanced in the direction of the spring, a faint trace of regret flashing in her eyes.

It's okay, though.

She pursed her lips and hugged the flowers in her arms even tighter.

She can show this to Xiao Chen later.