Chapter 28: Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, Burning Apricot Fragrant Sparse
An incense stick of time later.
The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well flickered with firelight.
Su Mo and Golden Crocodile Douluo sat opposite each other, each holding several sharpened branches in their hands, skewered with a few Soft Bones Rabbits.
The rabbit meat's skin was golden and crispy, its aroma enticing.
As for why it was Soft Bones Rabbit again.
That was because in the Hunting Forest, the Soft Bones Rabbit was at the very bottom of the Soul Beast food chain, possessing extremely strong reproductive capabilities, and serving as the staple food for Soul Beasts.
Although those high-level Soul Beasts were highly nourishing, killing one meant one less, while these Soft Bones Rabbits were numerous, and their meat was tender and delicious, making them the best choice for survival in the wild.
Su Mo skillfully turned the roasted rabbit in his hand, sprinkled a handful of spices, and said casually:
"Grandpa Gold Crocodile, tomorrow I must begin refining the Immortal Herb, and the process will likely be long.
I must trouble you to make a trip to Heaven Dou City and notify the teacher to send people to guard this place.
It would be best to bring Bishop Yue Guan; in the entire Spirit Hall, no one understands the cultivation of flowers and plants better than him. Having him manage this place would be most appropriate."
"No problem." Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded slightly, a hint of gravity flashing in his eyes.
Having personally experienced the miraculous effects of the Immortal Herb, he deeply understood the importance of this place. Being able to nurture so many heaven-defying Immortal Herbs, this place was absolutely a sacred ground capable of changing the landscape of the continent.
Since Yue Guan held an ancestral Immortal Herb manual in his hands, he must surely be proficient in the art of cultivation.
As long as seeds were left behind and carefully tended, Spirit Hall would surely be able to continuously cultivate peerless geniuses in the future.
Just as the two were talking, not far away, the light circulating around Bibi Dong's body fully submerged into her, and she slowly opened her eyes; her aura was several times stronger than before.
Clearly, the Yearning Heartbroken Red had already been refined by her.
"Senior Sister, come and eat something." Su Mo smiled and waved to her.
"Coming." Bibi Dong responded softly.
"Grandpa Gold Crocodile." She first bowed respectfully to Golden Crocodile Douluo, and then sat down next to Su Mo.
Su Mo handed a skewer of roasted rabbit to her and asked with concern: "How do you feel?"
Bibi Dong took the rabbit and said joyfully: "I have already broken through to level thirty, though I don't know the exact amount yet."
"Dong'er, girl. Since you have reached the bottleneck, tomorrow this old man will personally take you to hunt for your third Soul Ring." Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed heartily.
"Thank you, Grandpa Gold Crocodile."
Immediately, she turned her head to look at Su Mo and asked curiously: "By the way, Junior Brother, what Immortal Herb are you preparing to refine?"
Su Mo raised his hand and pointed toward the clearly polarized spring eyes in the distance.
"The Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Burning Apricot Fragrant Sparse. The time I need might be very long, at least several months."
"No matter how long it takes, I will be with you."
Su Mo felt a warmth in his heart and reached out to rub the top of her head: "Okay."
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The next morning.
"No matter what happens in a moment, do not be afraid, and do not come close." Su Mo solemnly instructed Bibi Dong.
"Mm, Junior Brother, you must be careful." Bibi Dong's eyes were full of worry.
Su Mo nodded and walked toward the Ice and Fire spring eyes.
Previously, they had always stayed in the safe zone, but now that he had truly stepped into the range of the spring eyes, he truly felt the terror of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
On one side, the cold was bone-piercing, as if it would freeze even the soul.
On the other side, the heat waves were heaven-topping, as if they would burn everything to ashes.
Two completely different energies were crashing crazily inside his body.
He stared at the two Immortal Herbs beside the spring eyes.
One must know that even a Titled Douluo would not dare to touch them easily.
Moreover, he did not have the Mysterious Jade Hand like Tang San; if he picked them directly with his hands, he feared he would instantly turn into an ice sculpture or charcoal.
Su Mo's Black Gold Sword Wings suddenly unfurled behind him, and two sword feathers detached from the wings, shooting toward the two Immortal Herbs like lightning.
Although this method would cause the loss of some medicinal properties, for the sake of safety, this cost was negligible.
The moment the Black Gold Sword feathers cut the stems, one of them was frozen into a crystal-clear ice feather, surrounded by cold mist.
The other one was as red as a branding iron, emitting billowing white smoke, and the surrounding air was distorted.
From this, one could see how domineering and terrifying these two Immortal Herbs were.
Su Mo took a deep breath, took off his upper garment, and revealed his sturdy upper body.
He belonged to the typical type that looked thin in clothes but muscular when undressed, with smooth and clear muscle lines.
Bibi Dong behind him saw this, and her cheeks instantly flushed with two red blushes; she hurriedly covered her eyes in a panic, but couldn't help peeking through the gaps between her fingers, her heart rate accelerating.
Although they had shared a bed for a long time, they had always slept fully clothed; this was the first time she had seen such a scene.
Su Mo's Soul Power surged, controlling the two Immortal Herbs with completely opposite attributes from a distance, forcibly kneading them together, and then swallowing them in one gulp.
In an instant, severe pain struck.
His body surface was suddenly covered with a layer of white frost, then turned bright red; the duality of ice and fire raged within his body, and his body trembled violently uncontrollably.
"Junior Brother!" Bibi Dong lowered her hands and shouted anxiously.
"Rest assured... I'm fine..." Su Mo gritted his teeth, his voice trembling from the pain.
The wings behind him flapped violently, and he jumped directly into the spring eyes.
In an instant, red and blue light constantly flickered on his body surface; the two energies of ice and fire constantly scoured his limbs and bones, and every impact brought waves of stinging pain.
Thanks to his extremely strong physical constitution, this tempering of ice and fire that was difficult for ordinary people to endure was still within a controllable range for him.
He did not lose consciousness; although it was very painful, his mind remained clear.
Su Mo surfaced his head and said in a trembling voice:
"Grandpa Gold Crocodile, Senior Sister, you go and hunt for your Soul Rings; don't worry about me. The attributes of this spring water are extreme, neither Soul Master nor Soul Beast dares to come close; I am very safe here."
After speaking, he said no more, closed his eyes, and completely entered a cultivation state, refining the two violent medicinal powers.
Golden Crocodile Douluo sensed with his mental force, and seeing that Su Mo's aura was stable, his tense heartstrings finally relaxed.
The scene just now had even made him break into a cold sweat.
"Let's go, Dong'er, girl."
Golden Crocodile Douluo took Bibi Dong and left the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
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At sunset.
Golden Crocodile Douluo and Bibi Dong returned to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Hunting for a Soul Ring naturally did not take so long; Gold Crocodile had also taken Bibi Dong to Heaven Dou City to send a message to the The Pope's Palace.
Su Mo sensed their arrival and slowly rose from the spring water, water droplets sliding down his muscle lines.
He took out new clothes from his spirit tool, put them on, and went to meet them.
"Grandpa Gold Crocodile."
Su Mo greeted, then turned to look at Bibi Dong: "Senior Sister, what is your third Soul skills?"
Bibi Dong was excited: "My third Soul Ring is a Man Faced Demon Spider of over three thousand years. The Soul skills is a control-type ability; I call it Death Spider Web Restraint."
She paused, her eyes shining with joy: "Junior Brother, guess, what level is my Soul Power now?"
"Level thirty-seven?" Su Mo guessed cooperatively.
Bibi Dong giggled: "Close, but I'm already level thirty-eight!"
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