Douluo: A Yin, the weapon spirit, master of both bow and sword

Chapter 89 The Pill is Finally Completed

"Give me the Green-Eyed Fallen Leaf Grass."

Yang Wudi stretched out his hand, and Dugu Bo picked up the herbs on the ground and put them down.

"There's also the Seven-Hole Flower, the one on your right."

Yang Wudi urged again and reached out.

The veins on Dugu Bo's forehead were throbbing. Who was this guy ordering around?

"The final and crucial step is here!"

"Give me the Soul-raising Grass! Quickly!"

Yang Wudi stretched out his hand, but found it empty, with nothing falling into his palm.

Dugu Bo had long since hidden far away, looking at Yang Wudi with disgust and anger: "You don't have to worry about your life! I still want to have grandchildren in the future, you do this!"

"Senior Dugu Bo, I'm not trying to criticize you, but we're both masters of poison. Why don't you dare touch the Soul-Rising Grass?"

Dugu Bo glanced at the fragrant and beautiful fairy product in Yang Wudi's right hand and said nothing.

If you have the guts, put down the fragrant and beautiful fairy product before you say this to me.

Finally, under Dugu Bo's contemptuous gaze, Yang Wudi reached out and grabbed the soul-raising grass, threw it into the furnace, and covered it.

After teasing Jiaojiao, Ye Tianxing immediately came and sat down in front of the stove.

Looking at the stove with the lid banging in front of him, Ye Tianxing was looking forward to the birth of the finished product.

As long as his Ye Sect successfully develops a pill that can enhance people's soul power, there is no need for him to say anything, and those former large sects like the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will come to him on their own initiative.

Including the two empires and all forces on the entire continent, Ye Tianxing wants to strangle everyone by the neck.

I have it, you don’t.

Unexpectedly, the finished product was not successfully developed, and the air was filled with a dead silence.

Yang Wudi's face changed and he hurriedly opened the furnace. The originally dark green elixir liquid inside was now as black as ink, emitting black gas and rolling like bubbling magma.

Dugu Bo retreated immediately. He had realized that this Yang Wudi was an expert in making poisons. If he really asked him to make pills to enhance soul power, wouldn't that be simply asking the bandits to do good things?
"Cough cough cough..."

Yang Wudi took a sniff at the pungent, unpleasant, and poisonous odor and said in confusion, "That's strange! Logically, there should be no problem. Why didn't it succeed?"

At this moment, Ye Tianxing handed over the Wangchuanqiushuilu in his hand.

"Immortal Herb: Longing for the Autumn Water Dew, try adding this."

Originally, this Wangchuanqiushui Dew belonged to Tang San, who would enter the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire in the future, but now it was snatched away by Ye Tianxing in advance. Since it belonged to Tang San, he would use it, and Ye Tianxing had nothing to feel bad about.

"No! I can't bear it!" Yang Wudi shook his head firmly. With his sharp eyes, he could naturally see that the magical herb named Wangchuanqiushuilu in front of him was very rare in the world. Even he had never seen it in his whole life studying herbs.

"I'm willing to do it."

Ye Tianxing threw it into the furnace, and used his fingers to form a sword to cut his palm. The bright red blood kept dripping from the palm of his palm into the furnace in front of him.

Ye Tianxing's action shocked Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi, and they all looked over at him.

Something unexpected happened. The originally inky black liquid in the furnace began to become clear and emitted a faint and refreshing medicinal fragrance.

Ye Tianxing glanced at Yan Di who was swimming freely in the hot spring. Under telepathy, Yan Di separated a small flame, which followed a place where Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi could not see, and quietly came to Ye Tianxing's fingertips, and then fell under the stove below with a snap of his fingers.

The flames ignited, the temperature inside the furnace suddenly rose, and the medicinal liquid began to simmer. "Senior Dugu, Senior Yang Wudi, hurry up and add the Soul-Rising Grass!" Ye Tianxing urged.

Dugu Bo stepped back silently and glanced at Ye Tianxing lightly, you kid!

Yang Wudi woke up as if from a dream, and was amazed at Ye Tianxing's operating skills.

"I have really opened my eyes today. I didn't expect that your blood can dissolve the poison of the Soul-Rising Grass. If it were in our era, you would be a treasure!" Yang Wudi's eyes were shining, and he wished he could cut Ye Tianxing open so that he could study it thoroughly.

Ye Tianxing smiled but said nothing. In the final analysis, he still took the Fiery Apricot and the Eight-Angled Mysterious Ice Grass, and combined them with the forging of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eyes. His body was no longer afraid of the poison brought by the Soul-Rising Grass.

Even his recent breakthrough to level 60 was also due to the Soul-raising Grass.

"Are you sure you want to put it all in?" Yang Wudi glanced at the last soul-raising grass in his hand, raised his head and looked at Ye Tianxing seriously.

"Throw!" Ye Tianxing nodded with a firm look in his eyes.

"Okay!" Yang Wudi did the same. The three of them stared at the Soul-raising Grass. When the latter fell into the furnace and turned into a pool of clear and fragrant medicinal liquid, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is so stimulating to me." Dugu Bo wiped the sweat from his forehead and his eyes fell on Ye Ping'an who was staring at the stove.

Ever since he met Ye Ping'an, this kid's series of actions have all been creating miracles, and what he saw today was an eye-opener for Dugu Bo.

While vaguely looking forward to the pill being completed, his eyes kept sweeping over Ye Ping'an from time to time.

"Senior Dugu, is there something on me?" Ye Tianxing asked curiously. What happened to Dugu Bo today?
Dugu Bo shook his head and smiled: "No, I just suddenly thought you were very handsome today."

Ye Tianxing: “???”

"Well! He's really handsome!" Yang Wudi gave him a look full of admiration.

"Really? I'm very handsome!" Ye Tianxing scratched his head and smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, the stove began to flutter.

Yang Wudi looked serious and asked Dugu Bo and Ye Tianxing to step back, as the pill was about to be formed!

The liquid medicine in the furnace was constantly decreasing under the compression of the Yan Emperor's flame. Yang Wudi had never been so excited as today. While keeping the steps of making the pill in mind, he began to move his hands meticulously.

Ye Tianxing and Dugu Bo kept their eyes on the stove, never taking their eyes off it.

The deadly poison of the Soul-Ascension Grass has tormented soul masters for decades, and during this period many soul masters have sacrificed countless lives in order to break through their own limits.

Dugu Bo felt that he was making history, and the three of them were witnesses of history today!
At this moment, a refreshing fragrance spread out. Ye Tianxing, Yang Wudi and Dugu Bo took a sniff and felt relaxed and clear-minded. The soul power in their bodies was surging. It felt like they were standing on the top of the mountains facing the morning glow, overlooking all living beings.

The three of them gradually became intoxicated.

"Chengdan!"

“And there are quite a few!”

Yang Wudi's shout brought Dugu Bo and Ye Tianxing back to their senses, and the three of them hurried over.

The furnace in front of them was filled with light blue pills as thick as little fingers. The three of them counted them carefully.

Twenty soul-raising herbs, one immortal herb: Wangchuanqiushuilu, Ye Tianxing's blood combined with the flame of Emperor Yan.

This furnace produced a total of forty pills.

(End of this chapter)