Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Simulating Godhood

The simulation is still ongoing.

The moment you stepped into Sunset Forest, you sensed an aura completely different from that of Star Dou Great Forest. The spiritual energy here was far more complex, the air thick with the aroma of herbs, sometimes crisp and sweet, sometimes pungent and acrid, clearly indicating the presence of many rare and precious spiritual herbs and medicines hidden underground. You took a deep breath, unleashing the full power of your Blue Silver Emperor's perception, spreading outwards like an invisible mental network, clearly reflecting all the vegetation, spirit beasts, and terrain along the way in your mind.

The Sunset Forest may not have the same density of spirit beasts as the Star Dou Great Forest, but it boasts a greater variety, including many plant-type spirit beasts rarely seen elsewhere. As you journey through, you discover several ancient spiritual herbs, but you don't stop to harvest them, because your sole objective is the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. The original text describes it as a wondrous place formed by the confluence of a blazing Yang Spring and an icy Yin Spring, containing extreme and pure ice and fire energy, and surrounded by countless rare and precious natural treasures.

[Relying on your memory and the Blue Silver Emperor's senses, you continue deeper into the heart of the Sunset Forest. Along the way, you encounter several spirit beasts, the most troublesome being a giant black-striped python with a cultivation level of ten thousand years, coiled in a valley along a necessary passage. Not wanting to cause trouble, you intended to take a detour, but the giant black-striped python preemptively blocked your path, hissing and flicking its tongue at you, clearly regarding you as prey delivered to its doorstep.]

You sighed, shook your head helplessly, and without even bothering to use your spirit rings, directly unleashed the imperial pressure of the Blue Silver Emperor. In that instant, a dense, almost tangible, golden-green light emanated from your body, and the phantoms of your four spirit rings—purple, black, black, and red—flashed by in a flash. A boundless life force pressed down like a mountain. The black-striped giant python's originally fierce eyes instantly turned to terror. Its massive body shrank abruptly, like a small snake encountering its natural enemy, turning and disappearing into the stream without a trace.

You withdrew your oppressive aura, dusted off imaginary dust from your hands, and continued on your journey.

After traveling for about two more days, you passed through a dense miasma forest and crossed two treacherous mountain ridges, when suddenly the view opened up before you. An extremely strange aura rushed towards you, half of it blazing hot, the other half icy cold. These two completely opposite auras collided and clashed in front of you, forming a visible boundary of air distortion that bisected the area ahead.

Your eyes lit up, and an overwhelming excitement welled up inside you. You've arrived; this is it.

You quicken your pace, passing through the distorted boundary of air, and the sight before you makes you stop breathing. In a depression several dozen feet in diameter, two springs stand side by side. The spring on the left is crimson red, its surface constantly churning and boiling, rising with scorching white steam; the ground within a radius of ten feet is charred black, barren of all vegetation. The spring on the right is pure white, its air frigid, its surface covered with a thin layer of ice, and the surrounding rocks are adorned with glistening frost.

[The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire.]

Where the two springs meet, a unique energy balance zone is formed. The temperature there is ideal, the soil fertile, and in its very center grows a dazzling array of spiritual herbs and medicinal plants, each unique in form and astonishing in age. Looking around, you see not a single one less than ten thousand years old, and several of them emanate such rich life energy that even the Blue Silver Emperor trembles slightly, clearly indicating their extremely high quality.

You suppressed your excitement, refraining from rushing to pick the fruit. You knew very well that this treasure trove had been preserved to this day not only because of its secluded location but also because it had an owner—an owner you couldn't afford to offend at the moment: Poison Douluo Dugu Bo. Based on the original timeline, Dugu Bo should currently be cultivating in seclusion near the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, and this treasure trove had long been his private domain. Anyone who trespassed would inevitably face his swift and ruthless retribution.

You carefully concealed your Blue Silver Emperor aura and disappeared into the distant bushes, patiently observing. Sure enough, an hour later, a figure slowly emerged from the other side of the mountain wall. It was a middle-aged man with a sinister face, wearing a dark green robe, and surrounded by a faint, sweet, and slightly metallic scent. Clearly, this was Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, a level 91 Title Douluo, one of the top beings on the entire continent.

[Dugu Bo sat cross-legged beside the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, reached into the spring water and scooped up a purplish-red herb. He examined it carefully, then put it away. He closed his eyes and cultivated for a while, then got up and left after about half an hour. You waited until his aura had completely disappeared from your perception range before slowly rising from the bushes.]

You stared at the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, your mind racing. Although Dugu Bo was gone, with his Title Douluo's perception, he could detect any unusual activity here at any moment. Trying to openly harvest spiritual herbs right under his nose would be tantamount to snatching food from a tiger's mouth. However, you have an advantage that Dugu Bo cannot match: you are the Blue Silver Emperor, the purest plant-based life form in the world. You can communicate with spiritual herbs, allowing them to detach from the soil on their own in a short time without damaging their medicinal properties or roots.

You took a deep breath, and without hesitation, you flashed to the side of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. You crouched down, extended your right hand, and slowly infused the aura of the Blue Silver Emperor into the ground beneath your feet, like a king issuing a gentle summons to his subjects. The surrounding spiritual herbs and plants swayed gently upon sensing your presence, as if responding to your arrival.

[You quickly identified the most valuable and purest specimens, selecting them one by one. The fiery red, ninth-grade fire lotus was picked and sealed in a jade box. The snow-white, jade-like ten-thousand-year-old ice crystal grass was gently removed, roots and all, and its roots were enveloped in life energy to preserve its medicinal properties. You then swiftly picked several other exceptionally beautiful medicinal herbs, the entire process flowing smoothly like water, taking less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea to gather the most valuable batch.]

[Just as you were about to turn and leave, your gaze suddenly sharpened, landing on the confluence of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eyes. There, a small, inconspicuous seedling stood, its entire body a pale golden-blue, seemingly unremarkable and easily overlooked among the surrounding spiritual herbs. But your Blue Silver Emperor trembled violently before this seedling, emitting an unprecedented sense of longing and closeness.]

You crouch down, examining the seedling closely, and the more you look, the more astonished you become. It has no strong medicinal fragrance, no dazzling light, and even looks somewhat frail, but you can clearly sense that this seedling contains a pure life force far beyond your imagination—a force that is extremely ancient and profound, as if it were a primordial source that has existed here since the beginning of time.

[You didn't have time to study it in detail, because your senses had already detected that sinister aura of a Title Douluo was rapidly approaching from afar; clearly, Dugu Bo had noticed the anomaly. Without further hesitation, you reached out and gently plucked the seedling, along with a clod of soil at its root, carefully storing it in your storage ring.]

[At the very moment you put the seedling away, a furious shout came from afar.]

"Who dares touch my medicine!"

A dark green figure arrived like a ghost, soaring through the air. Dugu Bo stood in mid-air, looking down at you. His emerald green soul power surged wildly, and his nine soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—lit up simultaneously, radiating a terrifying, suffocating pressure. The aura of a Title Douluo, powerful enough to crush ordinary soul masters into powder, pressed down on you like a collapsing mountain.

Standing beside the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, you look up at the enraged Poison Douluo in the sky, gently pat your storage ring, and a calm smile slowly curls at the corner of your lips.

"Please calm down, senior. I was just passing by and picked a few worthless herbs. There's no need for you to be so angry."