bdsm-fiction Chapter 255 Na'er: There's something we need down here.
Chapter 255 Na'er: There's something we need down here.
The purple-robed man's face was filled with disbelief. He subconsciously took half a step back, and his voice trembled slightly without him even realizing it: "How is this possible... how can there be such pure bloodlines of the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King?!"
Although these immortal herbs and ferocious beasts have guarded the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well year-round and have never stepped out of this valley, they have learned a lot about the dragon race because of the dragon souls of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings.
The dragon race is supreme, with a strict hierarchy that borders on cruelty. The suppression of lower-ranking bloodlines by higher-ranking bloodlines is an instinct ingrained deep in their souls.
The only reason the dragon souls of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings could display such an almost "flattering" attitude was their submission to a higher-level bloodline.
The bloodline of the Dragon God could not possibly appear in a human. Sensing the two soaring auras emanating from Gu Yue and Na'er, the answer was obvious: they could only be the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King.
Na'er glanced indifferently at the man in purple with her silver eyes and snorted softly, "Nothing is impossible."
It's no longer a secret that she absorbed the Golden Dragon King's bloodline power from Tang Wulin's body; those who need to know already know.
The changes in her body were noticed by her teacher, Yun Ming. With his knowledge and experience, he naturally judged that it was the power of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline.
Therefore, the truly curious gazes of everyone fell upon Gu Yue, who was standing next to Na'er.
Apart from Huo Yuhao, no one present knew that Gu Yue actually possessed the bloodline of the Dragon Clan, and such a powerful Silver Dragon King bloodline at that.
However, everyone understood that now was not the time to ask questions, and they could only suppress their doubts deep in their hearts.
With the crisis averted, the amorous Douluo Zang Xin, who had been suspended in mid-air, withdrew his sword intent. With a gentle flap of his three pairs of silver wings, he slowly descended from the sky like a falling leaf.
He first glanced at Gu Yue and Na'er, his eyes lingering on each of them for a moment beneath the mask, a hint of undisguised surprise flashing in his eyes.
He seemed unyielding when facing the Dragon Soul in mid-air, but only he knew that his fearless demeanor concealed a trace of apprehension that he didn't let anyone see.
Faced with two genuine god-level dragon souls, even he wouldn't dare boast of a complete victory.
Now that the crisis has been resolved without bloodshed, it is the best outcome for everyone.
He looked at the man in purple with a smile: "Now that your reliance seems to have 'surrendered,' would you like to test the sharpness of my sword?"
The Dragon Soul surrendered without a fight, and the Amorous Douluo displayed genuine god-level combat power. These two events combined completely crushed the last shred of resistance in the hearts of the six ferocious beasts.
The man in purple seemed to have resigned himself to his fate. He shook his head, sighed deeply, and said with a hint of helpless vicissitude in his voice, "Do as you please. As long as you can gain the approval of the immortal herb, you can take it away."
Upon hearing this, Zang Xin's smile deepened; this was exactly what he wanted to hear.
The Sorrowful Rain Armor on his body silently disintegrated into countless silver streams of light, slowly fading from his limbs and bones, and disappearing back into his body.
Having returned to his ordinary robes, Zang Xin turned around and looked at the restless youths behind him, raising his voice: "Did you hear that? Show off your talents! If a celestial herb takes a liking to you, you can take even a 100,000-year-old celestial herb with you."
As soon as the words were spoken, Tang Wulin and the others' eyes lit up at the same time. Their gazes passed over Zang Xin and landed on the strange flowers and plants around the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
As students of Shrek Academy, they were not completely ignorant of these rare and precious treasures.
The three of them started walking almost simultaneously, wandering among the exotic flowers and plants by the lake, searching for the magical herbs that suited them.
Na'er walked to her master's wife's side, her long silver hair swaying gently with her steps. The two dragon souls followed behind her, one on the left and one on the right, their demeanor gentle and affectionate, completely unlike the imposing aura they had displayed when confronting Zang Xin.
"Master's wife," Na'er raised her hand and pointed to the two dragon souls surrounding her, "they told me that what we need is located below the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire."
Ya Li paused for a moment, then looked up at Zang Xin instead of answering immediately.
This is, after all, a forbidden area of the Tang Clan, and Zang Xin's approval is still needed for this matter.
Every word Na'er said just now clearly reached Zang Xin's ears. He raised an eyebrow, gently tapped his chin with his slender fingers, and pondered for a moment.
These two dragon souls are obviously not usable by the Tang Sect. Since that's the case, we might as well do them a favor.
Ultimately, if Gu Yue and Na'er hadn't stepped forward, a fierce battle between him and the two divine dragon souls would have been inevitable, and the outcome would have been uncertain.
Zang Xin has always been clear about his gratitude and grudges, and he acknowledges this relationship.
After a moment, he nodded: "This is also your opportunity."
A hint of gratitude flashed in Yali's emerald eyes. Then she turned to look at Na'er, gently brushing the silver strands of hair from Na'er's shoulder, and said in a tender tone, "Be careful."
Na'er smiled, her face radiating a youthful liveliness and confidence: "Don't worry, Master's wife, with these two dragon souls, we will be safe."
Then Na'er and Gu Yue walked to the lakeside of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, and the two of them leaped into the water, their figures disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.
Zang Xin turned away from the lake, turned around, and gently patted Huo Yuhao on the shoulder.
"Stop looking at them, kid. They're protected by the Dragon Soul, nothing will happen to them. You should start thinking about which immortal herb to choose."
Huo Yuhao turned his gaze away from the gradually calming ripples on the lake and nodded.
Zang Xin turned his gaze back to the six ferocious beasts opposite him, whose expressions were complex: "Brother Luo, it's your turn to introduce yourself now."
The man in purple sighed: "Besides the six of us, the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire also contains sixteen kinds of rare and precious materials that are over 100,000 years old."
The man in purple turned his gaze to Huo Yuhao, his deep purple eyes revealing a complex expression.
After a few breaths of silence, the man in purple finally spoke again. His tone was not exactly enthusiastic, but it was still quite calm: "You can tell me about your situation, and I... can recommend a suitable herb for you."
Ever since they discovered the dragon soul of the Ice and Fire Dragon King, these immortal herbs and ferocious beasts have been thinking about how to escape the control of the Tang Sect.
But now Dragon Soul has surrendered without a fight, its biggest trump card is gone, and years of hard work have vanished in an instant.
With their hopes dashed, they had no choice but to continue relying on the Tang Clan.
This sudden show of deference was less a genuine expression of goodwill and more a helpless act born from recognizing the situation.
Huo Yuhao's soul power has now reached level 70, and he is just missing a soul spirit to break through.
The opportunity to obtain the soul of a ferocious beast is rare and hard to come by; he must seize it.
He composed himself, met the purple-clad man's gaze with composure, and spoke in a calm and solemn tone, neither deliberately ostentatious nor feigning humility.
"Just turned fourteen, soul power... level seventy."
As soon as he finished speaking, the lakeside fell silent.
Even the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the grass seemed to be amplified many times over at that moment.
The pupils of the six ferocious beasts contracted sharply almost simultaneously. With their level of cultivation, they could tell earlier that the soul power fluctuations on this young man far exceeded those of his peers.
While they could perceive it, the sheer number of fourteen years old and level seventy still had a far greater impact than they could have imagined.
Beside him, the composed smile on Zang Xin's face froze for a moment.
His fingers, tucked into his sleeve, unconsciously clenched slightly. Though he didn't lose his composure, a genuine hint of emotion flashed in his usually calm eyes.
He knew Huo Yuhao was exceptionally talented, but hearing with his own ears that Huo Yuhao's soul power had reached level seventy was still a shock that struck him like a hammer blow.
Huo Yuhao then added, "My martial soul is the Spirit Eye, a mental-type martial soul."
Upon hearing this, the six ferocious beasts exchanged glances almost simultaneously, secretly thinking that they were indeed descendants of Lingbing.
However, they all thought to themselves that this person, who was also named Huo Yuhao, had a talent that was even more terrifying than that of their ancestor who became a god ten thousand years ago.
While the Spirit Ice Douluo of that time was indeed exceptionally talented, attracting the attention of the entire continent, he certainly did not have a cultivation level of level 70 at the age of fourteen.