Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Bone Douluo said calmly.

"Understood, understood, we won't ask anymore."

Chrysanthemum Douluo waved his hand and said.

Then, Chrysanthemum Douluo plunged headlong into the poisonous miasma.

He thrived here, navigating the toxic fog daily to cultivate an environment suitable for growing poisonous plants.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has trading companies all over the continent, and collecting all kinds of rare flowers and herbs is their forte.

Ning Fengzhi ordered that all seeds, seedlings, and roots related to poisonous herbs in the sect's inventory be transported over and handed over to Chrysanthemum Douluo for disposal.

Ju Douluo was overjoyed to have found such a treasure.

Based on his pharmacological knowledge, he planted different poisonous plants in different areas of the poisonous miasma.

Plant those that prefer shade in a shady spot, those that prefer sun in a sunny spot, and those that prefer moisture near a water source.

He also set up several simple magic arrays in the poisonous miasma to gather toxins and accelerate the growth of poisonous plants.

Although Ghost Douluo doesn't understand herbs, his martial soul attribute is special, and his soul skills have a unique advantage in setting traps and concealing fortifications.

Ghost Douluo set up several layers of traps around the area where Chrysanthemum Douluo planted poisonous herbs, making it densely packed.

Time flies by in the midst of busyness.

A few months later, the original ten-mile-long poisonous miasma had expanded to thirty miles.

A grayish-purple poisonous fog spread outward from the depths of Sunset Forest, enveloping a wider area.

The fog was thicker and more deadly than before.

Ordinary Soul Masters, let alone passing through it, would feel dizzy and weak even if they stayed on the edge of the poisonous miasma for half an hour.

Even a Contra-level powerhouse would find it difficult to penetrate more than ten miles into the poisonous miasma without specialized anti-poisoning methods.

The poisonous plants in the miasma are growing vigorously.

Some of the varieties that Ju Douluo carefully cultivated have already flowered and borne fruit. Their seeds have been scattered by the wind, taking root and sprouting in the poisonous miasma, multiplying generation after generation.

Various poisonous spirit beasts were also attracted by this environment and migrated here one after another.

Poisonous toads, poisonous snakes, poisonous scorpions, poisonous bees...

They settled in the poisonous miasma, forming a complete ecosystem with poisonous plants and toxic fog.

Although these soul beasts are not of high level, their numbers are enormous, and they are all highly poisonous, forming another natural barrier against the poisonous miasma.

However, such a commotion eventually attracted the attention of some people.

The first to notice the anomaly was Bishop Salas of Tiandou City.

The Spirit Hall's intelligence network in Heaven Dou City was extremely advanced, and news of the expanding poisonous miasma in Sunset Forest quickly reached his ears.

Salas dispatched several spies at the Soul Master level to investigate.

The scouts circled the edge of the poisonous miasma, attempting to venture deeper, but after walking only a few miles, they could no longer persevere.

The poisonous fog corroded their soul power shields, and the toxins seeped into their skin. It took several days for them to recover after they returned.

Salas was unwilling to give up, so he sent another assistant, a Contra-level expert, to go in person.

With his profound soul power, that Soul Douluo managed to penetrate about twelve miles into the poisonous miasma.

But what he saw was an endless gray-purple mist, and poisonous plants and insects that appeared and disappeared within the mist.

The visitors found no trace of human activity; Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had already cleaned up all traces.

Ultimately, this Contra Master was forced to withdraw after consuming most of his soul power, returning empty-handed.

Besides the Spirit Hall, spies from other forces have also come here.

People from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, the Heavenly Dou Royal Family, and even some small and medium-sized sects have all tried to explore this ever-expanding poisonous miasma.

But no one was able to traverse the thirty miles of poisonous fog to reach the core area.

Some people tried to fly over it, but the poisonous fog rose into the air and formed a low-lying poisonous cloud. The higher they flew, the thinner the fog became, but the visibility also worsened, making it impossible to find the valley.

Gradually, this poisonous miasma was marked as "Forbidden Zone - Extremely Dangerous, Not Recommended to Enter" in the intelligence files of various forces.

No one knows that deep within this deadly poisonous fog lies a valley where spring reigns all year round, with red and white springs gushing day and night, and various kinds of magical herbs vying for beauty.

No one knew that the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, one of the three upper sects, and his strongest titled Douluo were cultivating, scheming, and waiting for the right opportunity to arrive.

Beyond the poisonous miasma lies suspicion and testing.

Within the poisonous miasma lies tranquility and accumulation.

Wang Teng stood high in the valley, gazing at the layer of grayish-purple poisonous clouds overhead, his heart as calm as still water.

He turned and walked down from the platform, returning to the edge of the pool to continue his cultivation.

The five spinning tops spun around Wang Teng, emitting a deep hum that mingled with the gurgling of the spring water and the howling of the mountain wind, creating a hidden and lingering melody.

The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eyes, three months passed in the blink of an eye.

In the valley, the red and white spring water still surges day and night, but everything around is completely different from three months ago.

On the mountain walls on both sides of the valley entrance, sentry posts made of bluestone stand majestically, with soul guide devices installed on the top of the watchtowers, their faint blue light appearing and disappearing in the mist.

Traps were layered upon each other on the hillside leading to the valley.

Some are physical mechanisms, some are triggered by soul guidance, and some are poison mist spraying devices personally set up by Wang Teng.

If an outsider accidentally wanders in, he will be severely injured, if not killed.

Above the valley, a semi-transparent soul-guided barrier enveloped the entire valley.

From the outside, it looks like just an ordinary cliff, with no view of the fairyland below.

Ning Fengzhi stood by the pool, taking one last look around this secret realm he had painstakingly created over three months, and nodded in satisfaction.

"It's been three months. Everyone's soul power has stabilized, and the poisonous miasma on the outside has calmed down."

He turned around, looked at the crowd behind him, and said, "It's time to go back."

"Rongrong and Wang Teng's engagement is in three days."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong blushed and lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.

Zhu Zhuqing stood beside Ning Rongrong, gently squeezed her hand, and offered silent comfort.

Wang Teng remained calm, but a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth betrayed his true feelings.

Sword Douluo sheathed his sword and dusted himself off.

Three months of tempering in ice and fire made his sword energy more refined, and he became like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, sharp and powerful yet controlled with ease.

Bone Douluo emerged from the spatial ripples, carrying the last batch of herbs he wanted to take with him.

Chapter 395 The Day of the Engagement

Although Ning Fengzhi and his group didn't manage to pick all the magical herbs in the valley, Ning Fengzhi had gathered quite a few common herbs during this period.

To keep these immortal herbs fresh, they were all taken out by Bone Douluo and then replanted in places arranged by the sect.

This is done partly for convenience; you can't use the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well every time you need to use herbs.

In addition, it was also to avoid putting all the treasures in one basket.

The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye has a unique environment, and Ning Fengzhi is confident that no one can enter it.

However, it's better to be safe than sorry.

Therefore, picking some herbs and planting them outside so they can be used at any time was one of Ning Fengzhi's arrangements.

Upon hearing Ning Fengzhi say he was leaving, Bone Douluo called out to the others.

"Let's go."

As Bone Douluo spoke, the silver-white bone dragon reappeared from the void, swimming around everyone, causing ripples to spread out in layers.

The spatial ripples contracted, and everyone's figures disappeared simultaneously.

The valley returned to tranquility, with only the sound of gushing spring water and the rustling of fairy herbs swaying in the breeze, as if nothing had ever happened.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

When Wang Teng stepped out of the space and stood in the square in front of the sect's main hall, he almost thought he had gone to the wrong place.

At this time, the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had completely changed.

On the white jade-paved square, the originally plain stone path was now adorned with red silk ribbons and lanterns.

Every pillar was adorned with a large red "囍" character, and every window was decorated with red paper-cut window decorations.

A mountain breeze blows, and the red silk flutters, like a red ocean.

The sect disciples all changed into brand-new clothes, their faces beaming with joy, bustling about busily.

Those moving tables and chairs, arranging fruit platters, hanging lanterns, and laying red carpets all performed their duties in an orderly manner.

"This is……"

Wang Teng was stunned for a moment.

"It's an engagement, of course we need to make some arrangements."

Ning Rongrong peeked out from behind him, and when she saw the scene before her, her eyes sparkled, and she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.

"How is it? Does it look good?"

"nice."

Wang Teng said sincerely.

Ning Fengzhi walked at the front, looking at the sect's arrangements, and nodded slightly, clearly quite satisfied with the efficiency of the servants.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had already dispersed to change their clothes and tidy themselves up.

After all, it was the engagement ceremony of the sect leader's daughter, so the elders couldn't be too casual.

……

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.