Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 184 Harvesting the Crops, Leaving the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well (4K)

The colossal, eight-sided bronze sword, measuring ten thousand meters in length, fell like a meteor, tearing through the void, cleaving the sea, and piercing through bone spikes to pin the struggling Ice and Fire Dragon King deep into the ocean depths. Crimson-gold flames ignited on the massive dragon's body.

"Roar!!!"

The painful roars of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings pierced through the seawater ten thousand meters deep and resounded throughout the heavens and earth. They felt the pain in their bodies, felt their own powerlessness, and fear swept over their entire bodies.

Amidst their fear, the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings were also filled with doubt: just who was Mo Yuan? Although they had lost much of their memories, they were still certain that throughout the countless ages of the dragon race, there had never been a single dragon that resembled Mo Yuan!
"Who are you?!" the Ice and Fire King roared angrily!

"Your king."

Mo Yuan said coldly. He stretched out his hand towards the turbulent sea below, and with a light touch of his finger, ripples instantly spread across the void.

The ripples spread out until they encompassed the entire ocean.

The ripples disappeared, and the world returned to calm. The chilling white air once again permeated the sea, completely freezing the ocean without leaving a single gap.

An ancient bronze sword hilt stands on the ice, below which are the frozen Ice and Fire Dragon Kings, motionless and maintaining their original posture.

"The dead Dragon King should be put to good use. I think there is no material more suitable for forging the Seven Deadly Sins than the bones and soul of the Dragon King."

When Mo Yuan suppressed the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings, his intention was never to fuse their soul bones or soul rings, but to use their soul bones and souls to create the supreme alchemical weapon—the Seven Deadly Sins.

The sound of wind and Apophis's roar came from afar. Ye Guyi stepped on Apophis's head and came to Mo Yuan's side. She looked at the two dragon kings deep in the ice below, her face still showing a look of surprise and uncertainty.

"At first, I thought I wouldn't react much even if there were gods in the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, but now it seems that my ability to accept things still has a lot of room for improvement." Ye Guyi said with a smile, her eyes shining with admiration as she looked at Mo Yuan.

She knew before that Mo Yuan was very strong, so strong that he was invincible in the world, but she never had a definite understanding of it. However, after witnessing the 'dragon-slaying' battle just now, she felt that she should understand.

Perhaps now, even among the gods in heaven, few could resist Mo Yuan?
"They are not gods, but just lonely ghosts clinging to life." Mo Yuan's tone was indifferent. He had never had a good impression of the Dragon Clan in Douluo Continent, just as no monarch would particularly value the remnants of the previous dynasty, except for Gu Yuena, of course.

"Let's go, it's time to go back to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well to harvest our crops." After saying that, Mo Yuan waved his hand, and the space fluctuated, taking him and Ye Guyi away in the storm.

All that remains is this boundless ice field, and the Ice and Fire Dragon King, frozen deep within the ice.

They will not remain in this state of perpetual despair; they will eventually see the light of day again. However, when that time comes, they will not be greeted with peace, but rather with an eternal purgatory from which they can never escape.

On the other hand, after the souls of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings and their dragon bones disappeared, the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye underwent significant changes in a short period of time.

The most obvious change is that the power of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye has been greatly reduced. The Eight-Cornered Mystic Ice Grass has experienced this firsthand. Although the weakening is slow and small, it has never stopped.

If this trend continues, eventually one day in the future, the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye will just become an ordinary valley with beautiful scenery.

"Ah Bing, who do you think will win, that person or the two Dragon Lords?" Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin asked anxiously in a low voice.

The sudden disappearance of the Ice and Fire Dragon King and Mo Yuan did not relieve them; instead, they became even more nervous. After all, just by looking at Mo Yuan and the Ice and Fire Dragon King, they knew that they couldn't have left here to have tea or a meal.

At the very least, a life-or-death situation must be decided.

“What do you think?” said the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass. “Anyway, I definitely hope that the Dragon Lord can win. Although life afterward may not be very peaceful, at least it will be better than that person’s. Maybe if he gets unhappy, we will end up like Ah Jiao.”

"Xiangxiang, who do you think will win?" Youxiang Qiluo Tulip asked again.

Qiluo Tulip thought for a moment, and was about to answer when she seemed to sense something and turned her head to look at the edge of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

Looking at Mo Yuan and Ye Guyi, who had suddenly appeared here, Qi Luo Tulip's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died. Especially when it saw that neither Mo Yuan nor Ye Guyi had changed, and even the hem of their clothes was not dirty, its fear became even stronger.

It knew that Mo Yuan had a high probability of winning, but it never expected that after fighting the two dragon lords, Mo Yuan would appear to be completely unharmed!
How powerful is this?! Qiluo Tulip can't comprehend it now, and most likely never will.

"No need to guess anymore, the result is already in: the two dragon lords have most likely perished completely. Alas..."

"This...this...how is this possible?! Who exactly is he? A god?!" The Eight-Cornered Ice Grass reacted even more violently, or rather, it could not accept this cruel fact.

"Stop arguing! Look! He's coming this way!" Qi Luo Tulip watched Mo Yuan walking towards her with great anxiety, her body trembling slightly.

"Your Excellency, welcome back." Kira Tulip bowed her head, her tone extremely respectful.

The fragrant Qiluo Fairy and the eight-cornered Xuanbing Grass immediately followed suit, trying to please Mo Yuan by lowering their stance and begging for a way out.

"There's no need for useless flattery," Mo Yuan said indifferently, looking at the three 100,000-year-old immortal herbs in front of him. "I'll give you two choices now."

"First, you resisted stubbornly and ended up with the same fate as the Fiery Apricot and Delicate Vegetables, being absorbed and your souls scattered."

"Second, if you voluntarily submit and offer up everything you have, relying on humanity for survival through the form of intelligent soul rings, it is not impossible for you to go further."

Upon hearing this, the three immortal herbs were stunned. The last glimmer of hope in their hearts vanished instantly, replaced by the cruel outcome they least wanted to imagine.

The strongest and most intelligent of them all, the Qiluo Tulip, quickly recovered its senses. After a moment of contemplation, it cautiously asked, "Your Excellency, is there a friend of yours who possesses the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul?"

Mo Yuan did not answer, but simply looked at the Qiluo Tulip in silence. Although he did not say anything, the Qiluo Tulip had already received the answer.

"Your Excellency, I choose the second path you have given me. I am willing to follow you and give everything for anyone," said Kira Tulip without hesitation, her tone extremely firm, as if she had disregarded life and death.

"Xiangxiang, you actually..." The Eight-Cornered Ice Grass was stunned. Weren't we supposed to be buddies? Shouldn't we have thought this through first? You just surrendered like that? Where's your backbone?

Before the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass could react, it heard the voice of the Fragrant Fairy again.

"Your Excellency, I...I also choose the second path, to offer you everything..."

Upon hearing the words "Fragrant Jade Immortal Herb," ​​the Eight-Cornered Mystic Ice Grass finally realized something was amiss and hurriedly prepared to pledge its allegiance to Mo Yuan. After all, in this situation, whoever expressed their loyalty first was likely to receive better treatment in the future; conversely, the last one to do so often did not fare particularly well.

If we hesitate any longer, let alone take a step forward, our very survival will be in question.

The Eight-Cornered Ice Grass said urgently, "Your Excellency! I also choose—"

"late!"

Mo Yuan shouted coldly, pointing out with a finger. The air currents swept out and transformed into an invisible longsword, which instantly pierced through the roots of the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass, carrying it to the shore and pinning it firmly to the ground.

Mo Yuan hadn't forgotten that the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass was originally intended to kill Ye Guyi, and now it wanted to surrender and save its life? Where in the world would such a good thing happen?

The eight-cornered ice grass lay on the ground, feeling its primordial power constantly draining away, and the excruciating pain piercing its heart. The hope that had risen within it was completely shattered, as if it had fallen from heaven to hell in an instant.

"Xiangxiang..." The Eight-Cornered Ice Grass weakly called out to the Qiluo Tulip, its voice filled with hope.

But in return, the Qiluo Tulip turned its head away and ignored it, as if it was afraid that Mo Yuan would make a move at any moment, leaving it in the same situation as the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass.

"Xiangxiang, you actually..." The Eight-Cornered Ice Grass was stunned, its tone full of disbelief. It then turned to look at the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Item, hoping that the Fragrant Qiluo Immortal Item would put in a good word for it.

As expected, Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin was timid to begin with, and now that she had barely escaped with her life, why would she risk putting herself in danger for it?

"Ha..." The Eight-Cornered Ice Grass was utterly desperate and gave a self-deprecating laugh. It should have realized long ago that Mo Yuan would never let it go.

As for the fact that the Qiluo Tulip and Youxiang Qiluo Fairy were unwilling to help, it felt nothing but resentment. After all, when the Liehuo Apricot Fairy died, it didn't say a single kind word.

A complex alchemical matrix enveloped the octagonal ice grass, freezing and pausing space and time. It was completely sealed away, and only death awaited it afterward.

After putting away the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass, Mo Yuan pointed out with two fingers, and a wind blade swept across the ground, severing the Qiluo Tulip and Youxiang Qiluo Tulip from their roots.

Suddenly struck by severe injuries, Qiluo Tulip and Youxiang Qiluo Fairy were thrown into a panic, believing that Mo Yuan's actions were intended to kill them.

"Stay put, or you'll suffer the same fate as the Fiery Apricot and the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass," Mo Yuan said coldly.

Hearing this, the Qiluo Tulip and the Youxiang Qiluo Fairy were finally relieved. As long as they weren't going to die, they could accept anything else.

After carefully storing the last two 100,000-year-old immortal herbs, the trip to the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire came to a successful conclusion.

In fact, the number of immortal herbs in the Yin-Yang Well is far more than the number that Mo Yuan took. There are still many immortal herbs growing here, but they are too young to be of much use.

Moreover, although the energy source of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, the Ice and Fire Dragon King's dragon bone, has been taken away by Mo Yuan, the energy accumulated over time can still sustain it for a considerable period of time.

At the very least, it will be enough for most of the immortal herbs to fully mature. By then, this treasure land that runs through the Douluo series will come to a complete end, leaving future generations with only a legend that is half true and half false.

"Yuan, what do we do next? Are we going back to Nibelungen, or somewhere else?" Ye Guyi asked.

"Let's go back to the academy. The next All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament is just around the corner. Let's go back and make some preparations as soon as possible," Mo Yuan said.

"Oh, okay... So I'm going back to Nibelungen with Apophis?" Ye Guyi was clearly disappointed. After spending more than a year with Mo Yuan, she couldn't bear to go back to that lonely life of cultivation.

"Hmm? You want to go back? Alright then. I was originally planning to have you come back to Shrek Academy with me, but since you don't want to go, then forget it." Mo Yuan said to Ye Guyi with a smile.

"Huh?" Ye Guyi's disappointment vanished instantly, replaced by overwhelming joy. "No, no, no, who said I was going back to Nibelungen?! I'm going to Shrek Academy too!"

Seeing Ye Guyi's face change instantly, Mo Yuan laughed heartily, feeling quite pleased.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing," Ye Guyi hesitated slightly, but a faint hope lingered in her eyes, "Yuan, if I go back to the academy with you, what identity should I use? A friend, or..."

"Either is fine, it's up to you."

"Oh? Is that all you can do?" Ye Guyi's eyes crinkled into a smile, a sly grin spreading across her face. Her tone was hesitant yet filled with barely suppressed excitement. "Call me Mom."

"What?" Mo Yuan stared blankly at the alluring Ye Guyi, wondering if he had misheard. "Say it again, what should I call you?"

After confirming once again that Ye Guyi had indeed told him to call her 'Mom', Mo Yuan's expression gradually became strange. Goodness, I didn't realize Ye Guyi had such a quirk; she's almost as weird as me.

Mo Yuan covered his face and said helplessly, "I said it depends on you, not that I told you to be this abnormal. I'm not like Wa Xuedi, okay?"

Actually, when playing games in his past life, Mo Yuan was similar to Wa Xuedi, except that he didn't call her "Mom," but rather something like "**Mom**."

"Huh? Can't we do it this way? Fine then..." Ye Guyi pouted, looking disappointed.

What are you so disappointed about?! No normal person would even think that way!

Mo Yuan sighed helplessly, then wrapped his arm around Ye Guyi's slender waist and, lifted by the wind element, flew into the sky.

The massive storm, a blend of red and blue, dissipated with the freezing of the Ice and Fire Dragon King, replaced by a cloudless night sky and a sky full of stars.

The hazy, cool moonlight poured down from the sky, adding a touch of silver to the seven-colored poisonous miasma. The eight colors intertwined, creating a dreamlike, dazzling, and enchanting scene.

Mo Yuan and Ye Guyi emerged from the poisonous miasma, enveloped by the dustless land, with the silver moon, like a jade plate, behind them.

After confirming their direction, the two headed towards the southern outskirts of Sunset Forest under the moonlight, their destination: Shrek Academy.

(End of this chapter)