37: Chapter 37 The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire: Qin Feng reaps a great harvest! Dugu Yan is moved!

Deep within the poison array in the Sunset Forest.

The surrounding vegetation changed from dense to sparse, until it completely disappeared.

In its place was a valley surrounded by mountains.

As soon as he stepped into this place, a strange wave of heat and cold air intertwined and rushed toward him.

Qin Feng stood on the mountaintop looking down, only to see that in the oval-shaped pool, the milky white and crimson spring water were clearly separated, not infringing upon each other, yet billowing mist rose from the boundary.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

This was a treasure land renowned as one of the three great treasure basins.

Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back, looking at this medicinal garden that belonged to him, with a hint of arrogance in his tone.

"Boy, this is my secluded dwelling."

"The herbs here, you can pick whatever you want. As long as you can cure Yan Yan, even if you empty this place, this old man will have no objections."

Although he spoke generously, the corner of Dugu Bo's eye twitched slightly.

Many of the herbs here were ones he didn't even recognize, but those that could grow in the extreme environment of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well were definitely not ordinary.

Qin Feng was not polite and jumped down directly.

For Dugu Bo, the Immortal Plants here might just be some unknown poisonous weeds or tonics, but for Qin Feng, who had thoroughly read the original work, this place was practically paved with gold.

The most important thing was to intercept the opportunities.

Originally, all these things were Tang San's opportunities, but now, they were all his.

Qin Feng walked up to a crimson herb. The herb resembled a cabbage but exuded astonishing heat.

Blazing Apricot Delicate Sap.

Immediately after, he looked towards the other side, where there was a white herb with a large, octagonal flower at its tip, emitting a bone-chilling coldness.

Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass.

Qin Feng acted swiftly, taking out jade boxes from his soul guide. Without any hesitation, with a quick hand, he collected these Immortal Plants, which were enough to cause bloodshed across the continent, one by one.

Kylin Tulip, Water-Gazing Dew, Strange Fur Heaven-Reaching Chrysanthemum...

Watching Qin Feng pocket the strangely shaped herbs one after another, as if he were picking radishes in his own vegetable garden, Dugu Bo's face began to twitch uncontrollably.

Especially when Qin Feng pulled out an Immortal Plant emitting a rich, exotic fragrance, Dugu Bo felt his heart bleeding.

He had guarded that herb for ten years, waiting to see what treasure it would become upon maturing.

But this kid struck faster and harder than anyone.

"Grandpa."

Dugu Yan stood to the side, looking at Dugu Bo's pained yet restrained expression, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle softly.

"You just said he could take whatever he wanted."

"With that expression now, people who don't know might think you're cutting flesh from yourself."

"Is this what they call... striking gold?"

Dugu Bo glared at his granddaughter and said irritably:

"Who am I doing this for?"

"As long as it can cure your poison, what does this external wealth matter?"

Although he said this, Dugu Bo still turned his head away, preferring not to see it.

Qin Feng finished collecting the necessary medicinal materials, feeling extremely pleased.

With these things, he could not only cure Dugu Yan's poison but also greatly enhance his own strength, and even cultivate the girls around him along the way.

As for Tang San?

He would probably just come here to drink bathwater in the future.

Qin Feng walked to the side of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and found a flat rock to sit on.

"Alright, the medicinal materials are gathered."

"Next is alchemy."

Qin Feng flipped his palm, and an ancient black medicine cauldron appeared out of thin air, landing on the rock with a dull thud.

Immediately after, the clothes on his back suddenly burst open, and a pair of huge bone wings spread out.

The bone wings were a strange bone-white color, covered in ice-blue flames.

Bone Spirit Cold Fire.

Dugu Bo's pupils contracted slightly.

The aura of this flame made even him, a Titled Douluo, feel a sense of dread.

It was the product of a perfect fusion of extreme cold and extreme flame.

"A hundred thousand year spirit bone..."

Dugu Bo murmured softly, a trace of gravity flashing in his eyes.

Dugu Yan watched Qin Feng's focused back. Her previously playful expression subsided somewhat. She walked to Dugu Bo's side, gently tugged the old man's sleeve, and spoke in a very low voice.

"Grandpa."

"Actually... curing the poison or not is secondary."

Dugu Bo was stunned and turned to look at his granddaughter.

Dugu Yan bit her red lip, her gaze never leaving Qin Feng.

"He exposed this hundred thousand year spirit bone in the academy. He will definitely be targeted by those with ulterior motives."

"I brought you here mainly because I wanted you to... protect him."

Dugu Yan's voice grew softer and softer, carrying a hint of a young girl's shyness.

Dugu Bo, having lived for decades, certainly understood the meaning behind those words.

His pair of greenish eyes swept back and forth between Dugu Yan and Qin Feng, a playful curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Yan Yan, you like this boy?"

Dugu Yan's pretty face instantly flushed red, like a ripe apple.

"Grandpa! What nonsense are you speaking!"

"I just... I just think he's a talent, and it would be a pity if he died."

Dugu Bo snorted coldly, crossing his arms.

"He is a talent, but this boy is too arrogant."

"To be my granddaughter's husband, mere talent is not enough."

"I only have you, my precious granddaughter. If he can't even cure the poison on your body, then even if the Heavenly King himself came, I wouldn't agree to your matters."

Dugu Yan stomped her foot, about to retort, when a strange fluctuation suddenly came from the front.

The two immediately stopped talking, their gazes focused entirely on Qin Feng.

They saw Qin Feng's hands flying, forming a series of dazzling hand seals.

The bone-white flames rose from beneath the medicine cauldron, enveloping the entire cauldron.

One after another, the rare herbs were thrown into the cauldron by Qin Feng.

Under the scorching heat of the flames, the herbs quickly turned into pure medicinal liquid, with all impurities meticulously removed.

This technique was simply unheard of.

The Spirit Masters on the Douluo Continent mostly relied on directly consuming herbs or simple boiling.

Such extremely refined extraction and fusion were, to Dugu Bo, equivalent to opening a door to a new world.

"This kid... where exactly did he learn these methods?"

The disdain in Dugu Bo's eyes had long since vanished, replaced by deep shock.

He had spent his entire life playing with poison, believing his understanding of herbs was unmatched.

But in the face of Qin Feng's divine alchemy skills, he felt like a beginner apprentice.

As time passed, an intensely concentrated medicinal fragrance drifted out of the cauldron.

Just taking one breath, Dugu Bo felt his long-dormant Soul Power stir slightly within his body.

"Condense!"

Qin Feng let out a low shout, bringing his hands together sharply.

The medicine cauldron let out a crisp humming sound.

The next moment, the cauldron lid shot up into the sky.

Five streams of light shot out from the cauldron, which Qin Feng quickly caught in his hands.

Qin Feng spread his palm, and lying quietly in his palm were five pills the size of dragon eyes.

The pills were entirely emerald green, with a faint halo circulating on the surface, emitting a refreshing and soul-soothing fragrance.