Douluo: Danheng just want to avoid trouble, Gu Yuena Pursues.-Chapter 111: Bi Ji

Dan Heng surveyed the scene, his heart trembling.

As far as the eye could see, there were no fewer than ten types of rare and exotic plants.

The pure life essence emanating from them, though not as potent as the branch gifted by the Goddess of Life, surpassed even that in terms of miraculous effects!

So many celestial herbs were growing in such a hidden place?

If Poison Douluo hadn't brought him here, he might never have discovered this place.

Had he known about this location earlier, he wouldn't have needed to ascend to the Divine Realm at all!

"What exactly is nourishing these celestial herbs?"

Dan Heng's gaze quickly shifted to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

It was a spring divided into two distinct colors—one side a bone-chilling blue, the other a scalding red—completely separate yet coexisting!

Stepping closer to the blue side, Dan Heng immediately felt an intense cold that seemed to penetrate his bones, almost freezing them to the core.

Poison Douluo quickly grabbed Dan Heng's arm and pulled him back.

"Are you insane?! That spring is extremely dangerous! Even I wouldn't dare get too close, and yet you were walking right toward it?!"

Poison Douluo was visibly irritated. He had brought Dan Heng here for treatment—if the boy recklessly got himself killed, that would be beyond absurd!

Dan Heng snapped out of his trance, realizing that, at least outwardly, he was still just an "ordinary person."

"Poison Douluo, you mentioned giving me a rare herb. Where is it?"

Poison Douluo smirked and gestured toward the surrounding plants.

"The entire medicinal garden is yours to choose from. Take whichever one you want!"

Dan Heng raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

"Of course! My word is my bond!" Poison Douluo declared with pride.

In reality, he had already harvested most of the valuable herbs he recognized.

As for those he didn't recognize, he hadn't dared to touch them—who knew if they were poisonous or if mishandling them would ruin their medicinal properties?

Dan Heng's lips curled into a slight smile. "Then I won't be polite..."

He began inspecting the various plants—Strange Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, Autumn Water Dew, Phoenix Tail Crest Cockscomb... all top-tier celestial herbs.

Yet, he passed over each one until finally stopping before a seemingly ordinary white flower.

The flower had a few patches of striking red, as vivid as fresh blood, giving it a somewhat eerie beauty.

It was about the size of a palm, resembling a peony, with no visible leaves. Its stem was rooted into a solid, pitch-black rock.

That rock, incredibly dense and heavy, was known as Wu Jue.

Dan Heng recalled what he had read in ancient texts.

"The 'Yearning Heartbroken Red' is one of the most divine celestial herbs, capable of reviving the dead and regrowing flesh and bone."

He picked up the Wu Jue stone and turned to Poison Douluo.

"I'll take this one."

Poison Douluo narrowed his eyes in curiosity. "You recognize this plant?"

"I do." Dan Heng answered honestly.

"Then tell me—what is it called? What does it do?" Poison Douluo pressed.

Dan Heng shook his head. "To avoid any... complications, it's best that you don't know."

Most people, upon learning about the Yearning Heartbroken Red's miraculous properties, wouldn't be able to resist the temptation.

If Poison Douluo found out and decided to turn against him, then Dan Heng would have no choice but to kill him.

So, for the sake of Poison Douluo's own life, it was better to keep it a secret.

Poison Douluo let out a cold laugh. "You underestimate me!"

"Besides, you won't be able to pluck that flower so easily. To harvest it, one must think sincerely of their beloved, with pure and unwavering love. A single drop of heartfelt blood must be dripped onto the petals. If there is even a trace of insincerity, not only will the flower remain unplucked, but the person attempting it may cough up blood and die!"

Dan Heng smirked. "What a peculiar flower."

Poison Douluo's eyes gleamed with interest. With such a unique method of harvesting, it was undoubtedly a rare treasure.

However, he himself had no true beloved and thus couldn't pick it.

Since Dan Heng refused to reveal the flower's true value, Poison Douluo reluctantly gave up on it, convincing himself—

"It's probably nothing special anyway."

Shaking his head, he refocused his gaze on Dan Heng.

"You didn't come here just to pick herbs, did you, Poison Douluo?" Dan Heng asked.

Poison Douluo nodded slightly, turning his back to Dan Heng.

"I've been poisoned."

"I brought you here in hopes that you could cure me. If you succeed, you can have whatever you desire."

"But if you fail, then you'll spend the rest of your life here. I can't allow my condition to be exposed to the outside world."

Poison Douluo's voice was low and cold, filled with killing intent.

Dan Heng was silent for a moment before glancing at the sky.

Then, he sighed. "I need to be home before sunset to cook dinner."

"Until then, I'll try to treat you."

Dan Heng was intrigued by this medicinal garden. If he could successfully cure Poison Douluo, he would essentially gain control over this place—a very appealing prospect.

As for Poison Douluo's threats?

Dan Heng never took them seriously in the first place.

Poison Douluo was about to speak again when—

"Enough wasting time. Tell me your symptoms, Poison Douluo." Dan Heng urged.

Poison Douluo sneered but began explaining nonetheless.

His affliction was related to his Martial Soul's inherent flaw.

Much like Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire, his Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor Martial Soul carried a toxic drawback—its venom gradually seeped into his own body.

However, it wasn't purely Jade Phosphor Serpent Poison; rather, it was a rare type of Soul Power Toxin.

The stronger his Soul Power, the deeper the poisoning.

Even with his Titled Douluo-level strength, he had been unable to purge it.

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Dan Heng listened attentively, then sat cross-legged on the grass, closing his eyes in meditation.

He began recalling all the medical texts he had studied.

Cases of Martial Souls carrying self-poisoning effects weren't unheard of in Soul Master history.

There were numerous recorded treatments, and it was only a matter of retrieving that knowledge from his mind.

Poison Douluo stood by, watching Dan Heng silently.

To him, this was just a necessary process.

He had already decided—until Dan Heng successfully cured him, he would never allow him to leave.

He was about to sit down himself when—

Suddenly!

A streak of green light flashed across the mountain peak, racing toward them at high speed!

"What is that?" Poison Douluo frowned in confusion.

He had laid countless poisonous barriers around the area—most Titled Douluo would think twice before setting foot here.

But in mere moments, the green light revealed itself to be a woman with emerald-green hair.

"Hmm?"

Poison Douluo's brows furrowed. His instincts sharpened.

A flying soul master?

Even among Titled Douluo, those who could soar through the sky were exceedingly rare.

(Chapter End)