Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"Third, go to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well as soon as possible to pick the immortal herbs."

"No matter what, the immortal herb is a rare and precious opportunity."

"The stronger we are, the greater our chance of survival."

Ning Fengzhi looked at Wang Teng and asked, "What do you think?"

"no problem."

Wang Teng nodded readily and said, "We can set off at any time to gather the immortal herbs."

"That's good."

Ning Fengzhi turned to Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo and said, "Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, is there anything else you would like to add?"

Bone Douluo opened his mouth, still somewhat unwilling.

"Feng Zhi, are you really not considering joining forces with the three upper sects?"

"Although the Haotian Sect has been living in seclusion for many years, its strength is undeniable; the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex also has a profound foundation."

"If the three of us join forces, plus the support of the two great empires..."

"Old Bone, stop thinking about it."

Sword Douluo shook his head, interrupting him, and said, "The Clear Sky Sect is hiding like a turtle now, you can't even find its mountain gate, how can you possibly unite with them?"

"Even if they are found, whether they are willing to come out of the mountains is another matter."

"As for Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus, you know Yu Yuanzhen well. He's arrogant and self-important. If you talk to him about forming an alliance, he'll just think you're begging him."

Bone Douluo opened his mouth, but ultimately sighed and said nothing more.

Ning Fengzhi stood up, walked to the entrance of the main hall, and looked at the distant, rolling mountains.

By this time, the sun had sunk behind the mountains, and the clouds on the horizon were tinged with dark red, like pools of congealed blood.

"No matter what, we have to make this move."

With his back to everyone, Ning Fengzhi's voice echoed in the empty hall as he said, "The ambitions of the Spirit Hall are now obvious. We can no longer live peacefully in our sects as before."

"Whether it's right or wrong, we always have to take the first step."

Chapter 392 Distributing Immortal Herbs (Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing)

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was already packed with people.

The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and there was a slight chill in the air. The distant mountains were faintly visible through the thin mist.

Wang Teng arrived at the meeting point early, followed by a tired-looking Ning Rongrong and a calm-looking Zhu Zhuqing.

Ning Fengzhi stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance, lost in thought.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo stood on either side of him, Sword Douluo's hand resting on the hilt of his sword, while Bone Douluo yawned leisurely.

"Hey Wang Teng, what does Dad want so early?"

Ning Rongrong rubbed her sleepy eyes, her long hair still a little messy, clearly having been dragged out of bed.

She yawned as she spoke, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You guys seem pretty busy lately, are you busy with something important?"

Zhu Zhuqing stood beside Ning Rongrong, looking a little better than Ning Rongrong, but still with a hint of doubt.

She had indeed noticed these past few days that Wang Teng and Ning Fengzhi often huddled together and whispered about something, and that Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were often nowhere to be seen, but Zhu Zhuqing never asked any questions.

Wang Teng smiled and didn't answer directly. Instead, he waited for Ning Fengzhi to turn around before saying, "Alright, Rongrong, Zhuqing, this is a good thing."

"Here's what happened... Deep in the Sunset Forest, there's a place called the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye, where some extremely special herbs grow, which we call Immortal Herbs."

"After taking it, it can greatly enhance soul power and may even allow the martial soul to evolve."

"What? What!"

Ning Rongrong's drowsiness vanished instantly.

Her eyes widened, she grabbed Wang Teng's arm, and her voice rose eight octaves as she anxiously asked, "Does such a thing really exist?"

"Eating a single herb can increase soul power and evolve a martial soul? You're not kidding me, are you?"

When have I ever lied to you?

Wang Teng shook his head helplessly.

"Great!"

Ning Rongrong was so excited that she jumped and danced, completely forgetting that she had been feeling sleepy just moments before.

"In this way, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can evolve!"

"I'm finally no longer stuck by that damn level 79 ceiling!"

Although Zhu Zhuqing did not lose her composure like Ning Rongrong, the light in her eyes was just as intense.

She clenched her fist, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"Great, this way I won't be left too far behind."

The "you" that Zhu Zhuqing was referring to was naturally Wang Teng.

"Alright, alright, you little guys, it's time to go."

Bone Douluo stepped forward, interrupting their excitement with a smile.

"If we dawdle any longer, it will get dark."

"Eighth Soul Skill: Spatial Dragon"

The black spirit ring beneath Bone Douluo's feet flashed slightly, and a white bone dragon emerged from behind him. Its entire body was made of bones, yet it was as agile as a living creature.

The bone dragon swam slowly around the group, and wherever it passed, the surrounding space rippled like the surface of water where a pebble had been thrown in.

"Stand still, don't move."

Bone Douluo reminded him.

The group huddled together, and the bone dragon suddenly swung its tail, causing ripples to spread out and envelop everyone.

The next second, their figures vanished without a trace from in front of the main hall, leaving only the morning breeze gently blowing across the empty stone floor.

……

Half a day later, in Sunset Forest, ten miles outside of the poisonous miasma.

Spatial ripples spread out again, and Wang Teng and the others appeared out of thin air.

The scene before them was unlike anything they had ever seen before.

The grayish-purple poisonous fog, like a thick curtain, completely enveloped the forest ahead, obscuring what lay within.

The mist swirled slowly, and occasionally a breeze would blow, carrying a faint, sweet, fishy smell.

"Young Wang, is the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire inside?"

Bone Douluo curiously examined the poisonous miasma before him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He had heard of this newly discovered special place before, but he had never been there himself.

After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School doesn't employ poison-attribute soul masters, so they pay relatively little attention to this place.

Therefore, this was the first time Bone Douluo had come here and seen such a dense natural poisonous fog.

"Grandpa Bone, that's right."

Wang Teng nodded and said, "After passing through this poisonous miasma, there is a valley at the very end. At the bottom of the valley is the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, and the immortal herbs grow around the spring."

"I never expected it to be inside."

Ning Rongrong suddenly realized, turned to look at Wang Teng, and asked, "By the way, this Ten-Mile Poisonous Miasma appeared suddenly a few years ago, could it be that you...?"

"You guessed right."

Wang Teng readily admitted, explaining, "I'm the one who created this ten-mile-long poisonous miasma."

"I used a magical herb to activate the toxins that were already present here, creating this poisonous miasma."

"Good lad."

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo's eyes revealed a hint of admiration.

"I remember when this thing appeared, you weren't even level 30 yet, right?"

"At such a young age, he has managed to cause such a commotion. That's remarkable."

"Grandpa Jian, please don't praise me."

Wang Teng scratched his head sheepishly and said, "Let's go inside first."

He turned to Bone Douluo and earnestly instructed, "Grandpa Bone, after you go in, don't release all of us out yet, just release me."

"The toxins inside are much more potent than those outside, but because I have consumed the elixir, I am not afraid of those toxins."

"I will go in first and pick a fairy herb called 'Fragrant Fairy Herb,' which is the bane of all poisons."

"With it here, no one will get poisoned."

"it is good."

Bone Douluo readily agreed.

Spatial ripples spread again, and once again the group was swept up by the bone dragon and plunged into the gray-purple poisonous miasma.

……

The eye of ice and fire, at the bottom of the valley.

With a soft "plop," Wang Teng's figure fell out of the space and landed steadily on the ground at the bottom of the valley.

He looked up and took a deep breath.

A familiar scene came into view.

Red and white spring waters meet in the center of the valley, half as hot as fire and half as cold as frost, the water churning and steam rising.

Around the spring, all kinds of magical herbs grow densely, some golden, some silvery white, some fiery red, and some jade green.