"Marry an older woman?" Dongfang Jing asked, amused. "What? Are you going to introduce me to some rich woman?"
Dugu Bo sneered closer, a few wrinkles appearing on his face, and lowered his voice: "Dugu family, how about it? Think about it?"
Dongfang Jing rolled his eyes.
This old man is trying to sell his granddaughter again.
He couldn't be bothered with it: "Forget it, I'm not interested in her, and besides, don't you know how old I am?"
After a pause, Dongfang Jing immediately changed the subject to avoid the old man continuing to pester him.
"Let's not talk about that, I have something to ask you."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo's face immediately showed regret.
Age doesn't matter. As long as they can get things done, that's all that matters.
'It seems my Yanyan still needs to work on enhancing her feminine charm...'
He composed himself and asked, "What do you want to ask?"
Dongfang Jing didn't speak, but turned around and led Dugu Bo to a corner of the Fiery Yangquan area.
This place is furthest from the spring, so the effects of the fire poison are minimal.
He stretched out his finger and pointed to an inconspicuous little mound on the ground.
Several tiny pink buds have already sprouted from the soil.
Dongfang Jing asked, "Did you pick the plants that were originally growing here?"
Dugu Bo glanced in the direction he was pointing, narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and remembered.
He readily admitted, "Yes, I was curious when I first saw the shape of this herb."
Thinking that there were countless herbs here, it wouldn't matter if one was missing, so I picked it.
Dongfang Jing's tone suddenly became somewhat cryptic, and he pressed on, "What was the shape of that herb? Did you eat it?"
Dugu Bo shook his head: "How could I dare to eat anything indiscriminately?"
"It's strange, the herb was shaped like a heart with ninety-nine pink petals. It was the first time I had ever seen such a peculiar flower."
"After that, I plucked its petals one by one and found different numbers of white mice, ten-year, hundred-year, thousand-year, and soul beasts under twenty thousand years old to feed them."
"Guess what?"
A lewd smile appeared on Dugu Bo's face: "Not only ordinary white mice, but even those soul beasts suddenly became like animals in heat, their eyes filled with hearts, losing their minds, and they didn't even have the desire to attack me. On the spot, regardless of their species, they rolled together tirelessly!"
Hahahaha!
As he recounted the bizarre and chaotic scene that had unfolded, Dugu Bo couldn't help but burst into laughter.
He continued, "Now I finally understand that the effect of this heart-shaped plant is to stimulate the erotic desires within living beings."
"So, I ground the remaining petals into powder and added other yang-tonifying herbs to make a medicine."
"I have no use for this medicine, so I've taken a generous approach and will put it up for auction at the Heavenly Dou Auction House from time to time."
"As you probably know, those nobles are all weak and superficial people, so my potions are naturally very popular."
"It's a pity that there's only one heart-shaped plant."
"A few days ago, I handed over the last bottle of potion to the auction house. I don't know who bought it at a high price, but the gold soul coins are already in my account."
Upon hearing this, Wang Qiu'er, Xue Di, and Bing Di all widened their eyes in unison.
They stiffly turned their necks to look at each other.
Three gazes met in the air.
They both saw the same sense of bewilderment and strangeness in each other's pupils.
After Dugu Bo finished recounting what had happened, his gaze couldn't help but fall on Dongfang Jing.
He noticed that the kid looked a bit frustrated, as if he had just taken a big bite of his thesis defense.
Dugu Bo asked with concern, "Kid, are you constipated?"
"Constipation my foot!"
Dongfang Jing glared at Dugu Bo with exasperation, and finally couldn't hold back: "Do you know that the pink heart-shaped flower is a kind of immortal herb!"
"What did you say?!"
Dugu Bo was utterly shocked, his mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.
Dongfang Jing let out a long sigh.
That tone was filled with an indescribable helplessness and regret.
He looked at Dugu Bo's old face, which was contorted with shock, and slowly explained.
"This herb is called the Crimson Heart Burning Desire Flower, a celestial medicinal herb."
"The correct way to take it is to take all ninety-nine petals at the same time."
"After that... just like you said, the user's mind will be filled with thoughts of doing those things."
"If it is not relieved in time, one will suffer the torment of burning lust until the meridians are burned away inch by inch, and finally die from the burning throughout the whole body!"
Dongfang Jing paused, his tone becoming more complex.
"However, as the saying goes, fortune and misfortune are intertwined, and high risk brings high reward. As the saying goes, yin and yang complement each other. On the contrary, if that lustful fire is released, I predict that the user's soul power will directly increase by one level, regardless of their cultivation realm!"
"What?!!!"
Dugu Bo let out a shrill scream, staggered backward, and almost lost his balance.
His eyes were wide open like copper bells, and his mouth was agape as if it could swallow a fist.
After all, it is a divine medicinal herb, and it also has the effect of yin and yang complementing each other.
It's not surprising that they could do that.
But... regardless of whether one's cultivation level increases by one level in soul power?
A Titled Douluo is acceptable?!
After being sealed, Dugu Bo knew better than anyone how difficult it was to increase his soul power by one level.
How many years has he been stuck at level 92?
If only I hadn't done my research recklessly, but had instead been bolder and swallowed the Crimson Heart Burning Desire Flower whole.
So now... wouldn't he be a level 93 Title Douluo?
Thinking of this, Dugu Bo felt a rush of blood to his head, his vision blurred, and he was filled with deep regret.
Let alone Dugu Bo,
Even Dongfang Jing felt it was a great pity.
He finally couldn't hold back and pointed at Dugu Bo's nose, spitting out his words.
"You old poisoner, what a waste of talent!"
"If you don't take it the right way, not only will your soul power not improve, but you will also suffer from burning lust."
"Fortunately, there is no danger to life, and it can indeed be used to enhance sexual pleasure."
But even so,
A vibrant, miraculous herb was thus completely ruined.
The atmosphere in the valley fell into a deathly silence.
Noticing the strange and somewhat disdainful look in Dongfang Jing's eyes, Dugu Bo's old face instantly turned bright red.
There's no point in saying more now that things have come to this.
Why are you looking at this old man?
Dugu Bo stubbornly defended himself.
"Well, this is a type of poison, isn't it? I'm an expert at concocting poisons. Can't we sell the potion at auction and leave more inheritance for my Yan Yan in the future?"
As he spoke, his gaze unconsciously moved downwards, glancing at the spot where the Eastern Mirror was.
A lewd smile instantly spread across Dugu Bo's face as he chuckled and asked.
"Or are you planning to use this herb to do something else?"
"Sigh, I never expected that you'd be so young and already not very good in that area. You should have said so earlier!"
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