A suppressed gasp escaped his throat, his eyes wide and bulging as if about to pop out of their sockets.
He even forgot to breathe rhythmically, his face flushed crimson, his eyes showing signs of rolling back.
"Ah! It really is!"
His voice trembled with unbelievable ecstasy.
"It really is the Fragrant Silk Immortal Treasure!"
The entire herb was emerald green, its leaf edges tinged with a faint purple halo, while a half-opened bud at the top looked as if carved from fine jade.
It emitted an enchanting, extraordinary fragrance. Just standing beside it made one feel their Soul Power flowing smoothly and comfortably.
Chrysanthemum Douluo could no longer maintain his usual composure, almost kneeling on the ground as he carefully leaned closer.
His eyes were entranced, his fingers trembling slightly, yet he dared not touch it recklessly.
It was as if what lay before him was not merely an Immortal Herb, but the most precious treasure in the world.
Dugu Bo glanced sideways at Yue Guan, whose face was full of infatuation as he nearly pressed himself against the herb, his brows furrowed into a knot, his tone filled with impatience:
"Old Guan, it's just a plant. Look at you, acting like you've never seen anything before. You're practically drooling—how disgusting!"
Yue Guan whipped his head around, his cheeks flushed with an unnatural redness from excitement. Pointing at the Fragrant Silk Immortal Treasure, his voice quivered:
"Bah! What do you, an old poison expert, know? This is an Immortal Herb! An Immortal Herb!!"
He took a deep breath, his eyes burning with near-religious fervor:
"An Immortal Herb of this level might not appear even in thousands or tens of thousands of years!"
"So many Soul Masters have searched high and low without finding one. Even I have only read about it in books!"
"And today, we actually encountered it. Do you understand what this means?"
Dugu Bo curled his lip, crossed his arms, and leaned against a nearby tree trunk, snorting:
"No matter how rare, it's still just a plant. Can it help you break through to become a Titled Douluo?"
"You!"
Yue Guan was momentarily speechless but immediately turned his gaze back to the herb.
"I have nothing to say to you, you old poison expert. You don't understand the importance of this Immortal Herb!"
Seeing the two about to argue again, Su Yu quickly stepped forward to interrupt them.
"Senior Dugu, Uncle Guan, this is just the beginning. Let's go further inside. We might find other good things!"
"Hmph, His Highness is right. Let's hurry in!"
Yue Guan rubbed his hands together, unable to contain his excitement!
Dugu Bo snorted coldly, glanced at the impatient Yue Guan, and curled his lips in mockery:
"What's the rush? No matter how good something is, you need to be alive to claim it."
"This place is treacherous. If you fall into a trap, your precious Immortal Herb won't save you."
Yue Guan paid no heed to the warning. With a light tap of his toes, he floated forward a few steps, then turned and waved to Su Yu:
"Your Highness, hurry and follow! The old poison expert is just timid. Let's ignore him!"
After walking about a dozen meters, Yue Guan's footsteps suddenly halted.
A few crystal-clear teardrops unexpectedly trickled down his cheeks, falling onto his robes and leaving small dark stains.
His gaze was fixed intently ahead, his lips trembling slightly, as if countless words were condensed into a single sob.
There stood his Martial Soul, the Marvelous Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum!
Its golden petals spread out like a lotus, with a purple stamen hidden at the center. It stood there quietly, emitting no fragrance yet exuding an awe-inspiring dignity.
This herb is a neutral-grade Immortal Herb. Consuming it can circulate energy through the limbs and unblock the eight meridians. Over time, it can even forge an indestructible body.
Yue Guan gazed at it, complex emotions swirling in his eyes—excitement, nostalgia, and an indescribable sense of treasuring.
Not far away, a purple-black Ghost Fairy Herb emanated a dense Yin aura.
Within two meters of it, no other plants grew, and the surrounding air carried a piercing chill.
It must be sealed in cold jade to preserve it long-term; the slightest negligence would cause it to lose its medicinal properties.
Further ahead, the Eight-Petaled Fairy Orchid bloomed quietly, its purple-and-white petals elegant and captivating, with a gentle medicinal nature.
This herb requires "golden extraction and jade containment"—placed in jade vessels, it can remain unwithered for a thousand years. Its clear, refreshing orchid fragrance can clear the mind and invigorate the spirit, making it a rare treasure for calming the nerves.
The Fairy Qi Luo Tulip exuded a rich, luxurious aroma, as if condensing the noble essence of heaven and earth.
It cannot be swallowed; one must gently inhale the essence from its stamens and refine it with Soul Power to allow the medicinal effects to slowly permeate the limbs and bones.
Remarkably, it is the only Immortal Herb capable of aiding the evolution of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, making it exceptionally precious.
Nearby, the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower bloomed like a golden sunflower, with a faint phoenix silhouette shimmering on its crown.
A blazing aura rushed forth—this pure Yang supreme treasure is a priceless boon for fire-attribute Soul Masters, greatly purifying the flame power within their bodies.
The Narcissus Jade Bone, hidden among its leaves, resembled polished white jade.
Its effects focus on moistening tendons, strengthening bones, and unblocking the seven meridians and eight vessels, sharing similarities with the Marvelous Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, significantly enhancing bodily flexibility.
The Autumn Water Penetrating Dew, shaped like a rose, had an almost imperceptible aura. Though it offers no direct boost to Soul Power, it refines eyesight and enhances mental power.
Whether one is a mental-type Soul Master or not, consuming it is beneficial.
And the Lovesick Heartbreak Red, hailed as the king of flowers, featured white petals dotted with startling crimson, said to carry a tragic love story.
It is extremely selective of its owner, requiring the harvester to harbor deep love and unwavering sincerity, watering it with their own blood to pluck it. Once claimed, it never withers.
Su Yu had thought the Lovesick Heartbreak Red was the pinnacle of Immortal Herbs, but he suddenly gasped softly.
His gaze was captured by a cluster of "weeds" not far away.
The plant appeared utterly ordinary—slender stems, narrow leaves, almost unnoticeable among the medicinal herbs.
But upon closer look, Su Yu's heartbeat quickened—the leaves grew in alternating black and white!
Black as if stained with ink, devoid of any luster, icy cold to the touch; white like condensed snow, glossy and warm when felt.
Two extreme colors coexisted on the same plant, both eerie and subtly harmonious.
Even the soil at its roots showed a strange half-black, half-white pattern.
"Chaos Twin Birth Grass…"
Su Yu crouched down, his voice trembling slightly with disbelief. His fingertips hovered above the leaves, wanting to touch it yet fearing to disturb this marvel of nature.
This herb balances Yin and Yang, a legendary entity even ancient texts described vaguely—he never imagined it truly existed.
The conditions for consuming this herb are extremely stringent; only Soul Masters with twin Martial Souls can take it.
After consumption, the Yin and Yang forces act separately on the two Martial Souls, promoting their evolution!
Moreover, it consolidates the foundation, nourishes Yin and strengthens Yang, moistens tendons, and supplements bones.
The benefits after consumption are too numerous to describe!
Just then, Yue Guan approached Su Yu, slightly bowed, and cupped his hands in a respectful salute.
"Your Highness! I have never begged anyone in my life! But here, I wish to plead with Your Highness—please grant me this Marvelous Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum!"
Su Yu, who was just about to reach out and pluck the Chaos Twin Birth Grass, paused mid-action and turned to look at Yue Guan.
This Titled Douluo, usually carrying an air of lazy arrogance, now stood with his waist bent extremely low, his cupped-hand salute bearing an unprecedented solemnity.
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