"When a man dies, his bird points at the sky; if he doesn't, he lives for ten thousand years!"
"This time, I'll throw caution to the winds too!"
Meng Zhongqi gritted his teeth. After hearing this, he immediately made up his mind to risk it and gamble once more.
Splash!
Meng Zhongqi picked the octagonal mysterious ice grass and infernal delicate apricot, swallowed them both, then jumped straight into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
"Qiu'er, will your grandfather be all right?"
Nangong Wan watched from the side, her heart pounding with fear. The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was no benign place. One careless move could leave him without even bones behind.
"Grandma, don't worry!"
Meng Qianqiu pointed toward the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Meng Zhongqi was submerged in its icy and fiery spring waters, bobbing up and down from time to time.
"Grandma!"
"The eight-petal immortal orchid can only make up for your innate aptitude. If you want to break through to Titled Douluo quickly, we'll have to find another way!"
"This immortal herb is called the primordial immortal herb. It can help Soul Masters increase their Soul Power cultivation and assist in condensing a Soul Core."
"However, most immortal herbs are strongly exclusive!"
"So after swallowing the eight-petal immortal orchid, you must fully digest all its medicinal power before you can take the primordial immortal herb!"
Meng Qianqiu explained patiently. The primordial immortal herb and the Star Luo Spirit Pearl were all peerless immortal herbs that Great Buddha Ancestor Tang had never discovered!
"All right, I'll give it a try too!"
Nangong Wan took the eight-petal immortal orchid from Meng Qianqiu and swallowed it whole. After she swallowed it, a sudden change occurred.
"My Soul Power is actually rising slowly!"
After turning her attention inward, Nangong Wan discovered the change. Wisps of medicinal power rose within her dantian from time to time.
The immortal herb had turned into an eight-petal immortal orchid, settling within her dantian and strengthening the foundation of her Soul Power.
"What a wondrous immortal herb!"
"If I keep cultivating like this, I'll be able to break through to Titled Douluo within five years, then hunt for my ninth Soul Ring."
Before taking the immortal herb, Nangong Wan's Soul Power had grown as slowly as a tractor. Now, it was comparable to a Ferrari.
The gulf between the two could hardly be measured in miles!
"Grandma!"
"You should hold on to this primordial immortal herb yourself for now!"
"Once you've fully absorbed the medicinal power of the eight-petal immortal orchid, refine this primordial immortal herb to assist your cultivation."
The primordial immortal herb could not be taken directly by mouth. Instead, it had to be slowly refined with one's own Soul Power. Meng Qianqiu knew this perfectly well.
The primordial immortal herb was snowy white all over, as clear and translucent as jade. It resembled a blade of grass, with a stem as fine as a hair and no distinguishing features.
Had Meng Qianqiu not been a transmigrator, he probably would have overlooked it too. This was a peerless immortal herb with heaven-defying effects.
The primordial immortal herb had to be kept in porcelain. This immortal herb was extremely delicate, and its storage method differed from that of other immortal herbs.
"Good, good, good!"
"Then I'll keep it for now and take it later!"
Nangong Wan nodded. This was a fine treasure indeed. Now that she had remedied her foundation, she also had hope of advancing further.
"Next, it's my own turn!"
Meng Qianqiu wandered through the medicinal garden and soon found the targets of this trip, the immortal herbs best suited to him.
"The aromatic silk beauty and the Snow-Color Swan Kiss!"
"These two immortal herbs that only played bit parts in the original story are my real targets. Tang Xiaosan really squandered heaven's treasures."
"The Snow-Color Swan Kiss!"
"Tang Xiaosan actually threw this peerless immortal herb into Hell Road, thereby destroying the Asura God King's Slaughter City."
"The aromatic silk beauty didn't fare much better!"
"In the original story, the aromatic silk beauty was just a detoxification tool, with the added use of bait to lure Soul Beasts."
"These two peerless immortal herbs were utterly wasted in Tang Xiaosan's hands. Better to let me reap the benefits!"
As a transmigrator, Meng Qianqiu knew very well just how much untapped potential these two immortal herbs held.
The aromatic silk beauty excelled at neutralizing toxins. After a Soul Master consumed it, it could not only increase their Soul Power but also make them impervious to all poisons.
The Snow-Color Swan Kiss was hailed as the king of all poisons among immortal herbs!
It was incomparably noble, its leaves crystalline and snowy white, like a noble swan. It could amplify toxins a thousandfold or ten thousandfold.
Meng Qianqiu carefully picked the two immortal herbs, then released the Manggu Vermilion Toad, allowing it to manifest fully.
"In a moment, I'll eat this one, and you'll eat that one!"
Meng Qianqiu pointed at the aromatic silk beauty. He planned to consume this immortal herb himself, thereby forming a body impervious to all poisons.
As for the Manggu Vermilion Toad, it would consume the Snow-Color Swan Kiss to strengthen its fire poison, allowing it to advance further.
"Jiang-ang! Jiang-ang!"
The Manggu Vermilion Toad nodded, then immediately hopped forward, opened its little mouth, and swallowed the Snow-Color Swan Kiss.
Meng Qianqiu did not remain idle either. He swallowed the aromatic silk beauty in his hand in one mouthful, then sat down nearby to meditate and regulate his breathing.
The aromatic silk beauty and the Snow-Color Swan Kiss represented yin and yang, restraining yet complementing each other, combining into a work of creation!
As an externalized Martial Soul, the Manggu Vermilion Toad was itself a manifestation of Meng Qianqiu's origin. Now, it too had gained a great opportunity without effort.
After swallowing the Snow-Color Swan Kiss, the Manggu Vermilion Toad turned into a streak of fiery red light and sank into Meng Qianqiu's body.
Meng Qianqiu was refining the medicinal power of the aromatic silk beauty he had consumed. With his Martial Soul entering his body, a strange balance actually formed.
"Yin and yang in harmony, a tremendous fortune!"
Meng Qianqiu and the Manggu Vermilion Toad had actually entered a state of dual cultivation!
"Hahaha!"
"When I left, my mortal bones and flesh weighed heavy; when I returned, my body was light as air!"
"Old woman, I did it!"
"My Soul Power has successfully broken through to rank ninety-three! Not only that, the Soul Power in my dantian has also turned solid!"
"I've now condensed a mysterious ice Soul Core inside my body, and the rough outline of my next Soul Core has largely taken shape."
Meng Zhongqi walked out of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. After spending more than half a day submerged, he had not only forged the water and fire golden body but also condensed a Soul Core.
"Old man!"
"Keep your voice down!"
Nangong Wan immediately spoke up from the side. When she turned around and looked at Meng Zhongqi, her expression changed drastically, becoming deeply bashful.
"You shameless old man! Have you no decency?"
"Hurry up and put your clothes and trousers back on!"
Meng Zhongqi's clothes had long since turned to ashes. Only his Storage Soul Tool remained on him, still functioning normally.
"My mistake, my mistake!"
Meng Zhongqi was dumbfounded too and immediately spoke up.
"It seems Qiu'er was telling the truth!"
"These dozen or so immortal herbs are probably worth no less than a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Their effects are far too heaven-defying."
Meng Zhongqi had also gained a profound appreciation for the supreme power of immortal herbs. As he looked at the dozen or so immortal herbs now, his eyes burned with fervor.