Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Simulating Godhood

The simulation is still ongoing.

After Dugu Bo left, you stood alone beside the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, feeling the almost tangible spiritual energy of this precious land, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. The energy, half warm and half icy, flowed into your lungs through your mouth and nose, resonating with the perfectly fused ice and fire power within you, causing every pore on your body to open up.

"One day of cultivation here is equivalent to ten days, or even more, outside," you murmured to yourself, your gaze sweeping over the dazzling array of spiritual herbs and medicines around you, your mind calculating your next move. The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well is surrounded by a wide variety of immortal herbs, many of which are familiar names from the original work: Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma, Fiery Apricot Blossom, Eight-Cornered Mysterious Ice Grass, Autumn Water Dew, Extraordinary Sky-Piercing Chrysanthemum, Eight-Petaled Immortal Orchid… Each one would drive the Soul Master world wild in the outside world, yet here they grow in abundance.

You forcefully suppress the urge to immediately pluck them all. Reason tells you that haste makes waste. The medicinal power of these immortal herbs is too immense. At your current level, absorbing too many at once would be a waste of their potency. You must proceed gradually, stretching out the timeline, consuming and refining each herb slowly to maximize its value.

You sit cross-legged, finding a spot with the most balanced energy near the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, and begin your cultivation. The spiritual energy here is as thick as liquid; with each breath, you can feel your soul power slowly increasing, though not by much, but continuously. You close your eyes, letting the mingled ice and fire energy nourish your meridians and flesh, immersing yourself in an unprecedented tranquility.

After cultivating for about three days, you opened your eyes, your gaze falling on the ninth-grade purple Ganoderma. You reached out and plucked it, taking a small bite. Instantly, a sweet and warm medicinal power slid down your throat and into your stomach, spreading like a warm current throughout your body. You closed your eyes to refine it, feeling your soul power steadily rising under the impetus of the medicinal power. Although you were still some distance from breaking through, your foundation was becoming increasingly solid with each nourishment.

However, a question gradually surfaced in your mind. You looked down at the storage ring on your hand. Although it had a vast amount of space, it was all inanimate space, unsuitable for storing living things. Once these immortal herbs were harvested, even if they were sealed in a jade box, their medicinal properties would slowly diminish over time, unless a special container for storing living things was provided.

Your eyes lit up, and an idea formed in your mind.

Two days later, Dugu Bo appeared at the entrance of the valley. You didn't stop cultivating after sensing his presence; you only slowly opened your eyes when he stood before you, a perfectly measured look of embarrassment on your face.

"Senior, I have a favor to ask of you." You sighed, your tone sincere: "There are just too many immortal herbs around this Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire. Although I really want to slowly pick them and carefully refine them, the storage ring I have can only hold inanimate objects. Once these spiritual herbs are picked, they lose their roots, and their medicinal properties are greatly diminished..."

You deliberately paused there, giving me a look that said, "I'm in a difficult position too."

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, a hint of smugness in his voice: "Such a small matter? I thought it was some enormous problem." As he spoke, he reached to his waist and pulled out a palm-sized, emerald-green cloth bag, its opening tied with a golden rope. It looked ancient and exquisite, radiating a faint fluctuation of soul power.

"This is called the Ruyi Treasure Pouch. I found it in some ruins when I was young. It has an inner space that can store living things. Spiritual herbs placed inside won't lose their medicinal properties and will even continue to grow. I don't have much use for it, but since you need it, I'm giving it to you." Dugu Bo said, tossing the pouch towards you as casually as if it were a worthless trinket.

The moment you caught the Ruyi Treasure Pouch, you were overjoyed, but on your face you only showed gratitude, and solemnly bowed to Dugu Bo: "Thank you for your generosity, Senior!"

You look down at the Ruyi Treasure Pouch in your palm, thinking to yourself: Finally, it's mine. In the original story, this treasure was later acquired by Tang San to transplant the immortal herbs for the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, but now it's in your hands ahead of time. From now on, not a single one of these immortal herbs in the garden will be left to those people.

[Dugu Bo watched as you carefully hung the Ruyi Hundred Treasures Pouch on your waist, a barely perceptible look of satisfaction on his face. Then, he changed the subject: "Kid, don't thank me yet. I have something important to tell you."]

You looked up, adopting a posture of attentive listening. Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance, his tone becoming somewhat somber: "My granddaughter, Dugu Yan, has grown up with me since she was little. When her mother was pregnant with her, the poisonous soul power within me had not yet been fully suppressed, causing her to be congenitally afflicted with poisonous energy during her fetal development. Since birth, she has suffered greatly from the backlash of the poisonous soul power. Over the years, I have used my soul power to forcibly suppress the toxins for her every so often, but it only treats the symptoms, not the root cause. If it is not completely cured, she will not live past thirty at most."

[As Dugu Bo spoke, a rare hint of weariness and self-reproach crept into his voice, emotions he seldom displayed in front of others. You listened quietly, without interrupting.]

"But now it's all right. Since you have a way to completely eliminate the backlash from the poisonous soul power, I plan to bring Yan Yan here so you can treat her. I've already sent word to her; she should arrive here in about three to five days." Dugu Bo turned to look at you, his gaze serious. "Young man, although my granddaughter is a bit arrogant, she's not a bad person. You'll see when you meet her."

You said, "Senior, rest assured, since I promised you, I will definitely cure Miss Yanyan completely. Her symptoms should be much milder than yours; at most, two or three treatments will be enough to cure her."

Dugu Bo nodded, saying nothing more, and vanished at the valley's exit in a flash. You watched him leave, then turned around, facing the dazzling array of ice and fire Yin-Yang eyes, a slow smile playing on your lips, and patted the Ruyi Treasure Pouch hanging at your waist.

"Now... it's my time."

Without further hesitation, you begin. You select a *Dewdrop of Longing*, carefully removing it root and all soil, placing its entire root system into the Ruyi Treasure Pouch. Next comes the *Chrysanthemum of Heavenly Mounds*, the *Eight-Petaled Orchid*, the *Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma*… one after another, you act like a discerning connoisseur, collecting the oldest and finest herbs one by one. With each herb, you gently shake off the soil from its roots, then envelop the roots in the life-giving essence, ensuring its continued survival and growth within the Ruyi Treasure Pouch.

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