Chapter 27: Yearning Heartbroken Red, Golden Crocodile Douluo's Strength Increases Greatly
"Junior Brother, hurry! Let's go look at the other Immortal Herbs!" Bibi Dong pulled Su Mo along, her skirt fluttering as she ran excitedly toward the other Immortal Herbs.
"Senior Sister, run a little slower." Su Mo, being dragged along by her, smiled helplessly.
The two walked through the Immortal Herb garden; the dazzling, colorful, and rare plants were overwhelming to the eyes.
Suddenly, Bibi Dong's footsteps halted, her gaze firmly drawn to one particular Immortal Herb.
It was a seemingly ordinary white flower with petals the size of a palm, resembling a peony, yet it was unaccompanied by any leaves.
Upon the white flower were several streaks of blood color, carrying a sense of tragic beauty.
Beneath its stem was connected a stone as black as ink, known as Wujue.
This Immortal Herb was none other than the King of Flowers, Yearning Heartbroken Red.
Bibi Dong stared at the streaks of blood on the petals, recalling the legend Su Mo had told her, and her heart felt as if it had been fiercely tugged.
Two people who clearly loved each other were ruthlessly torn apart and never together until death; this despair of loving but being unable to be together was the most painful thing of all.
Seeing her staring at the flower in a trance, Su Mo whispered a reminder: "Senior Sister, you should know that the Yearning Heartbroken Red is no ordinary item."
"When picking it, you must think of the person you love in your heart and spit a mouthful of heart blood onto the petals."
"If you are half-hearted, even if you cough up blood to the point of death, you will not be able to pick it."
Bibi Dong did not reply, simply gently letting go of the hand she had been holding.
She walked up to the Yearning Heartbroken Red, crouched down, and picked up the Wujue stone.
She took a deep breath, circulated her Soul Power, stirred her blood, and spat a mouthful of bright red blood onto the petals.
In an instant, memories flooded into her mind like a tide.
In her childhood, at the Orphanage, she had taken the initiative to get to know the extraordinary Su Mo.
Su Mo knew many things, and sometimes he would tell her stories she had never heard before.
Gradually, she emerged from the shadows in her heart, and the two became each other's only friends.
Su Mo was like a ray of light, illuminating her gray childhood.
When they were six, they were both taken as disciples by their teacher, Qian Xunji.
When they first started studying theory, she was always sleepy, but Su Mo would silently organize the key points for her.
Day after day, they studied, cultivated, strolled through markets, released lanterns, and watched the sunrise and sunset on Spirit Mountain together...
Spirit Hall was full of geniuses, but Su Mo was the most dazzling person she had ever seen; whether in cultivation or theory, he was an existence no one could reach.
And not long ago, when someone had ill intentions toward her, Su Mo had blocked her without hesitation; his back was not particularly broad, yet it made her feel an unprecedented sense of peace.
As she grew older, she gradually understood what it meant to like someone.
And Su Mo was the person she liked, having long since occupied her entire heart.
Just then, the Yearning Heartbroken Red on the Wujue stone began to tremble gently, then quietly detached, floating silently before Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong pulled back her thoughts, cupped the Yearning Heartbroken Red in her hands, turned to look at Su Mo, and smiled radiantly.
"Junior Brother, look, I succeeded!"
Su Mo had been watching her the whole time; although he had expected it, seeing it with his own eyes now still made a wave of warmth surge in his heart.
It was not in vain that he had gone to such great lengths over the past few years; he had finally won this young girl's heart.
He stepped forward and raised his hand to gently wipe the blood from the corner of her lips, his fingertips touching her soft, warm lips with an exceptionally gentle movement.
Immediately, a hint of mischievous amusement appeared in his eyes, and he leaned in closer, lowering his voice to tease:
"Senior Sister, who were you thinking of just now? To think you could make the Yearning Heartbroken Red acknowledge its master?"
Bibi Dong's originally joyful face was instantly dyed a shade of crimson, the blush rapidly spreading to her earlobes.
She lowered her head, looking at the Yearning Heartbroken Red in her hands, and said softly: "You ask when you already know..."
"Oh?" Su Mo leaned in a bit closer, feigning a look of confusion, "What do I know? Just which young talent was it that managed to capture my Senior Sister's heart?"
Bibi Dong looked up in embarrassment and annoyance, glaring at him with her beautiful eyes, but it had no deterrent effect; instead, it looked like she was acting spoiled.
"Su Mo! You... if you keep talking nonsense like this, I won't pay attention to you anymore!"
She made a move to turn away, but Su Mo grabbed her with a laugh.
"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Hurry and refine it."
Bibi Dong looked at the flower in her hands, hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "But... I am a little reluctant."
The Yearning Heartbroken Red was not just an Immortal Herb, but a witness to the feelings in her heart.
Upon hearing this, Su Mo sighed slightly in his heart.
It truly is the Continent of Love; whenever they encounter matters of the heart, they all become this emotional.
"Senior Sister, I understand your feelings. But only by consuming it and turning it into your strength can you not let this Immortal Herb go to waste."
"Haven't you always wanted to catch up to my footsteps? Consuming this flower will increase your Soul Power by at least ten levels and greatly improve your cultivation speed."
"In this way, the distance between us will become smaller and smaller."
Bibi Dong's expression gradually became firm.
That's right, she wanted to catch up to Su Mo's footsteps; she wanted to be able to stand side by side with him, rather than always hiding behind him.
"Okay, I will refine it now." Bibi Dong nodded and said.
"Go ahead, I will protect you."
Bibi Dong took the Yearning Heartbroken Red, walked to an open space not far away, and sat cross-legged.
She had read the relevant records and knew the method of consumption, so she quickly consumed the Immortal Herb and entered a state of cultivation.
Su Mo guarded her quietly from the side, not in a hurry to harvest the remaining Immortal Herbs.
Because he did not have a spirit tool that could store living things.
However, he was not in a rush for the moment.
...
As time flowed by, before he knew it, the night had grown deep.
Just as the aura around Bibi Dong became increasingly majestic, a shocking fluctuation of Soul Power suddenly erupted from the other side.
"Haha! Refreshing! It won't be long before I, this old man, can also reach the Limit!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo could be seen with golden light swirling around his body, his momentum like a rainbow.
At this moment, he was only one step away from the realm of the Limit Douluo.
He did not break through directly to level ninety-nine, but had stepped into the peak of level ninety-eight, which was also his peak in the original work.
For a Super Douluo above level ninety-five, the difficulty of increasing each level grows exponentially.
Therefore, wanting to break through to level ninety-nine was not that easy.
However, now that Golden Crocodile Douluo had the nourishment of the Earth Dragon Golden Melon, breaking through to level ninety-nine was only a matter of time.
Su Mo immediately walked up and congratulated him: "Congratulations, Grandpa Gold Crocodile, on your greatly increased strength."
Golden Crocodile Douluo was full of joy: "This is all thanks to you, Xiao Mo. If it weren't for you wanting to come in and explore, we wouldn't have discovered such a treasure land. I fear that for the rest of my life, I would have found it difficult to touch the realm of the Limit."
"Grandpa Gold Crocodile, you are too kind." Su Mo shook his head and smiled, "If it weren't for you being here, let alone entering this deadly place filled with poisonous miasma, even if we had reached the door, we would likely have been torn to pieces by the Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast inside."
"Alright, you kid." Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed and waved his hand, "I'll go out and catch a few Soul Beasts for your dinner."
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