Standing at the edge of the seven-colored poisonous miasma, Ling Ye stared at the valley that had returned to calm, his mind racing.
A head-on confrontation is definitely not an option, as that would be tantamount to fighting against the immense power of the entire Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye. Even if we could win, it would inevitably result in mutual destruction, and might even destroy this precious land, which would be a losing proposition.
"Since you're conscious, that makes things easier." A glint flashed in Ling Ye's eyes as he thought of a plan.
He gestured for Zhu Zhuqing to step back further, then took a deep breath and stepped back into the valley.
Sure enough, the moment he stepped onto the ground, the vines began to stir again, and the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire rippled once more, with a terrifying pressure beginning to gather.
But this time, Ling Ye neither released a defensive soul skill nor launched an attack.
He slowly closed his eyes, focused his mind on his dantian, and focused all his energy on communicating with the floating phantom of the Holy Spirit Puni Martial Soul.
Even more dazzling than before, the seven holy lights emanated from his body, making him appear as if a god had descended to earth!
A vast and majestic aura, containing the most primal life force of heaven and earth, spread throughout the entire valley!
This is no longer an attack, but a display, a declaration originating from the highest level of life!
Holy Spirit Puni is the supreme being who holds the power of life and holy light, and its essence far surpasses the limits of this world!
Although the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire is a rare and precious treasure, the domain spirit it nurtures is like a stream encountering the ocean or a firefly seeing the bright moon in the face of the life-originating aura of the Holy Spirit Puni Martial Soul!
A miracle has happened!
The poisonous vines that had been dancing wildly and full of hostility collapsed to the ground the moment they came into contact with this sacred life force, even trembling slightly, as if they were paying homage to a king!
The frigid icy mist attacking from the left and the blazing flames swirling from the right became docile as they approached the range of the holy light. They ceased to be violent attacks and instead, like obedient children, swirled around the holy light, easily assimilated and absorbed, transforming into the purest energy to replenish Ling Ye's energy consumption.
The raging energy throughout the valley subsided instantly!
Even more astonishingly, the precious medicinal herbs growing around the spring seemed to come alive at this moment, swaying violently without any wind!
The fragrant Qiluo Fairy Herb exudes an even richer aroma, its petals unfurling as if in joyful celebration; the Acacia Heartbreak Red is vibrant and luscious, its red even deeper, its leaves gently pointing towards the direction of Lingye; the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, the Eight-Petaled Fairy Orchid, the Fiery Apricot, the Eight-Cornered Mysterious Ice Grass... all the fairy herbs exude a strong sense of affinity and joy!
They could sense that the aura emanating from Ling Ye had an unparalleled nourishing and promoting effect on them, which was the power they most craved for their evolution!
The spirit of the entire Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye, its invisible consciousness, no longer conveyed anger and rejection, but rather a deep awe and submission, and even a trace of filial piety!
It instinctively realized that what existed before it was a supreme form of life that it could neither comprehend nor resist!
Ling Ye slowly opened his eyes, feeling the valley's submission and the immortal herbs' closeness, a smile appearing on his lips.
It really worked!
He walked step by step toward the source of the Yin-Yang Spring of Ice and Fire. Wherever he went, the vines parted to make way, and the energy of ice and fire gently surrounded him.
He first came to the most cheerfully swaying fragrant Qiluo Immortal Herb, which could counteract all poisons and was an excellent defensive treasure.
He stretched out his hand, and holy light enveloped the immortal herb.
Instead of resisting, the fragrant fairy plant actively pulled its roots out of the soil, transformed into a purple light, shrank, and fell into Ling Ye's palm, becoming a small and exquisite purple crystal flower.
Next is the Acacia Heartbreak Red... This rare and precious plant is the most unique, requiring the blood of the most passionate and devoted to recognize its master.
Ling Ye thought for a moment and decided not to touch it for the time being. He simply nourished it with holy light, making it even more beautiful.
Then came the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, the Eight-Petaled Immortal Orchid... one after another, these immortal herbs, enough to cause a great war in the Soul Master world, were easily picked by him, and carefully placed into the jade box he had prepared in advance, and stored in his storage soul tool.
He did not exhaust the resources; he only took one or two mature plants of each type of herb, leaving the seedlings and roots so that they could continue to grow there.
Finally, he walked to the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, took out a specially made jade bottle, and filled it with milky white cold spring water and crimson hot spring water respectively.
Both types of spring water contain extremely pure ice and fire energy, making them excellent for refining medicine and strengthening the body.
After doing all this, he looked with satisfaction at the valley, which had become slightly sparser but was still full of life.
The gains this time were truly enormous!
Zhu Zhuqing, standing outside the valley, was overwhelmed with a shock that defied description.
She couldn't see exactly what was happening inside the valley, but she could clearly feel that the terrifying energy fluctuations that had previously made her heart palpitate had subsided like a docile sheep after Ling Ye unleashed that divine aura!
That sacred and vast aura, which warmed and inspired awe in her soul, though fleeting, left a deep imprint on her heart.
What...what did he do to make that terrifying valley submit?
After a long while, Ling Ye emerged leisurely from the seven-colored poisonous miasma, a satisfied smile on his face.
"Let's go," he said to Zhu Zhuqing, who was still in a daze.
Zhu Zhuqing snapped back to reality, looking at Ling Ye who was completely unharmed, not even the hem of his clothes was disheveled, and couldn't help but ask, "In...inside..."
"It was just a minor problem, but it's been resolved," Ling Ye said casually, as if he had simply gone for a walk and "picked some herbs along the way."
"Did you pick some herbs?" Zhu Zhuqing's lips twitched slightly.
The energy fluctuations emitted by even a random herb inside had startled her. Was that just "a little herb"?
But she wisely didn't ask any more questions.
This man has too many secrets; he doesn't want to talk about them, and asking won't help.
She silently followed Ling Ye's footsteps, watching his back with an incredibly complex expression.
Curiosity, awe, gratitude... and a strange sense of security.
Being by this man's side, it seems that no matter how great the danger, he can easily resolve it.
Ling Ye pondered in his heart: the Fragrant Silk Immortal Herb could be used to protect Zhu Zhuqing, and the Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid could strengthen her foundation and nourish her vital energy, which was just right for her current weak physical foundation... Perhaps, it could help her break through the seal as soon as possible, or even improve her cultivation?
He glanced at the silent yet resolute girl beside him and said, "Let's find a safe place and I'll help you recover."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing's purple eyes lit up slightly, and she nodded gently: "Mm."
The two figures disappeared outside the valley.
After Ling Ye left, the seven-colored poisonous miasma closed up again at the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, as if nothing had ever happened.
However, the consciousness of that realm silently recorded that supreme life force, awaiting the next pilgrimage.
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