Chapter 226: The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well
By the edge of the sprawling martial arts arena, the lingering dust from the day's intense sparring sessions still hung in the air. The Body Sect disciples, who had been in the midst of dispersing to their respective quarters, abruptly stopped in their tracks.
"The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well? What kind of place is that?"
Chen Lü turned around, his brow furrowed in deep confusion as he stared at the scout disciple who had just sprinted into the training grounds, gasping for breath.
Wang Yanfeng, who had already walked a fair distance away, retraced his steps. He crossed his arms and thought for a long moment before shaking his head. "Never heard of it. But just the name alone sounds quite extraordinary, doesn't it?"
The surrounding disciples began to whisper among themselves, exchanging bewildered glances. No one could provide an answer. The name was entirely foreign to them, and there seemed to be no record of such a location in any of the ancient texts stored within the sect's grand library.
Liu Yuan's reaction, however, was entirely different.
Standing elevated on the arena stage, the slight weariness that had settled over his features after the grueling matches vanished in an instant. A deep, piercing purple-gold light flickered within his Double Pupils. The corners of his mouth curled upward into a faint, knowing smile.
"Has it finally been found?" he murmured.
His voice was incredibly soft, barely a breath against the wind, but Elder Chen, standing just a few paces beside him, caught every word.
Elder Chen observed the sudden shift in Liu Yuan's demeanor, a wave of puzzlement washing over him. Having watched over and guided Liu Yuan for so long, he knew the young man to be perpetually calm, almost unnervingly stoic for his age. It was exceedingly rare to see this particular disciple display such unguarded emotion. It was a complex expression—a potent mixture of raw anticipation, simmering excitement, and the absolute certainty of a predator locking onto its prey.
Taking a slow, deep breath to steady his racing pulse, Liu Yuan cast his gaze across the vast arena, locking onto the exhausted scout who could no longer hide his own triumphant grin.
The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
To the vast majority of the populace on the Douluo Continent, this name held absolutely no meaning. It was merely a string of words. But within Liu Yuan's mind, those words represented the single greatest opportunity hidden upon this entire continent.
It was a natural treasure land of unmatched rarity. Deep within the earth, two extreme springs—one of absolute freezing cold and one of searing, blistering heat—converged to form an anomalous, perfectly balanced climatic environment. Under such harsh, extreme conditions grew Immortal Herbs that were utterly impossible to find anywhere else in the outside world. These miraculous plants absorbed the pure Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi generated by the well, and every single stalk possessed the heaven-defying power to completely rewrite a person's destiny.
Ten thousand years ago, it was precisely because Tang San had plundered the Immortal Herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well that he managed to drastically elevate his own innate aptitude and that of his companions. That single act laid the absolute foundation for his eventual ascension to godhood. Without the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, there would have been no Shrek Seven Devils. There would be no Sea God Tang San.
And now, this legendary treasure land had been pinpointed within the depths of the Sunset Forest.
Liu Yuan felt his heartbeat accelerate. For a long time now, he had been carefully calculating his path forward, searching for ways to rapidly exponentially enhance his strength. Condensing a Soul Core was merely the first step, but in the grand scheme of the approaching chaotic era, it was far from enough. He needed more methods, more hidden trump cards, to secure an unshakable foothold for himself and the Body Sect.
The Immortal Herbs flourishing within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well provided the most direct, brutally effective path to that power.
If he could harvest those herbs, his cultivation speed would shatter all known limits, and his physical body might undergo yet another terrifying transformation. Even more crucially, Du Busi could seize this exact opportunity to shatter his bottleneck and strive for the legendary world of a Rank 99 Limit Douluo.
Although Du Busi's hidden injuries appeared to be stabilizing, Liu Yuan knew the grim reality. The looming shadows of the Holy Spirit Cult—specifically Death God Douluo Ye Xishui and Dark Holy Dragon Long Xiaoyao—were ever-present threats hanging over their heads like executioner's blades. If Du Busi could not break through to Rank 99, the Body Sect would forever remain on the defensive, lacking the absolute power needed to seize the initiative against the evil soul masters.
The Immortal Herbs were the key to crossing that impossible threshold.
Naturally, there were massive risks involved. Liu Yuan was acutely aware that the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was not some unguarded, unclaimed plot of land. Ten thousand years ago, Tang San had ruthlessly laid down the Jade Phosphor Seven Absolutes Array, sealing off the entire perimeter with lethal poison to claim the natural wonder as his own private, eternal back garden.
Yet, after running the calculations through his mind countless times, Liu Yuan determined the obstacle was not impossible.
Tang San was already a god residing in the Divine Realm. The Laws of Heaven and Earth placed strict, unbreakable constraints upon the gods, preventing them from arbitrarily interfering with the affairs of the lower realms. Unless the Body Sect did something so catastrophic that it directly threatened a god's absolute bottom line, it was practically impossible for Tang San to manifest and personally intervene.
Merely harvesting a batch of medicinal herbs should not be enough to provoke a deity of Tang San's status into throwing a tantrum across dimensions.
It was a gamble, but one entirely worth taking.
Liu Yuan's mind was set.
At that moment, the towering figure of Du Busi strode toward the edge of the arena stage. The Sect Master cast a brief, evaluating glance at the panting scout before turning his sharp eyes toward Liu Yuan. His thick brows drew together.
"The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?" Du Busi repeated the name, his deep, resonant voice carrying a heavy note of unfamiliarity. "What kind of place is this? I have walked this continent for decades, yet I have never once heard of such a location."
Elder Chen stepped forward to stand beside the Sect Master, his weathered face mirroring the same intense curiosity. "Indeed, Liu Yuan. Why did you specifically dispatch our scouts to search for this place? It sounds like some sort of unique natural terrain."
Below the stage, the gathered disciples immediately quieted down, pricking up their ears to catch every word.
Liu Yuan turned to face Du Busi and Elder Chen, his gaze sweeping over the attentive crowd. He saw no reason to keep them in suspense.
"It is a deeply special domain," Liu Yuan explained, his voice calm and carrying clearly across the silent arena. "I once read a record in an incredibly obscure ancient text. It stated that deep within the heart of the Sunset Forest lies the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, a naturally formed treasure land of extreme polarities. Countless Immortal Herbs that have gone extinct in the outside world grow abundantly there. These herbs provide immense, unimaginable benefits to a soul master's cultivation., plant-type soul beasts that take root there can cultivate at twice the speed with half the effort."
At the mention of the words 'Immortal Herbs,' Elder Chen's eyes narrowed sharply, a flash of shock passing through his gaze.
Du Busi instantly shed his usual nonchalant, overbearing demeanor. His posture straightened, and his expression turned deadly serious.
Liu Yuan continued, his tone steady and authoritative. "Ten thousand years ago, the primary reason Tang San and his companions were able to achieve such monstrous growth was largely due to the Immortal Herbs they harvested from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Those specific herbs forcefully cleansed their marrow and improved their innate aptitude, allowing them to be essentially reborn. Without those herbs, the legendary Shrek Seven Devils might never have risen to prominence so quickly."
A collective gasp rippled through the martial arts arena, followed by a low, buzzing murmur of heated discussion.
"Tang San? The Sea God Tang San?"
"Are you saying the Shrek Seven Devils from ten thousand years ago relied on herbs from that place to cheat their way to the top?"
"No wonder Senior Brother Liu Yuan had people searching for it so desperately. That place is a literal goldmine!"
Du Busi completely ignored the rising clamor of his disciples. He locked his intense, overbearing gaze solely onto Liu Yuan, his voice dropping an octave. "Are you telling me those Immortal Herbs are still there?"
Liu Yuan met the Sect Master's gaze without flinching and nodded. "They should be. The climatic environment of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well is entirely self-sustaining, and the spiritual energy there causes Immortal Herbs to grow at an accelerated rate. After ten thousand years of undisturbed growth, there will only be more herbs waiting for us, not fewer. As long as we can breach the perimeter and get inside, we can harvest an unimaginable bounty."
A fierce, hungry light ignited within Du Busi's eyes.
He understood exactly what Immortal Herbs represented. As a Rank 98 Super Douluo, he had been agonizingly stuck at his current bottleneck for years, unable to sense the threshold of the next realm. If there truly existed medicinal herbs capable of fundamentally improving one's physique and forcefully enhancing cultivation, his chances of shattering his limits and reaching Rank 99 would skyrocket.
, while Liu Yuan's current momentum was terrifyingly strong, the sheer volume of resources his Double Pupils and Body Martial Soul consumed was equally astronomical. Securing a massive reserve of Immortal Herbs would not only guarantee Liu Yuan's future but would also serve as a monumental boost to the entire Body Sect's foundation.
"You gave the disciples the clues, and they actually managed to locate it?" Du Busi suddenly snapped his head toward the scout still standing by the edge of the stage.
The disciple jolted to attention, hurriedly nodding his head as he shouted his report. "Answering the Sect Master! We found it! By strictly following the geographical clues and miasma patterns provided by Senior Brother Liu Yuan, we scoured the deepest, most dangerous zones of the Sunset Forest for weeks. We finally located the exact perimeter. The toxic barriers and the surrounding terrain match Senior Brother's descriptions perfectly!"
Hearing the absolute confirmation, the corners of Du Busi's mouth curled up into a wild, ferocious grin.
"Excellent," Du Busi declared, his voice booming with unquestionable authority. He turned back to Liu Yuan, his aura flaring with sudden, unrestrained anticipation. "Since the prize has been found, let us go and claim it."
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