Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Simulating Godhood

[You deliberately left behind those less important herbs, some not even reaching the level of spiritual herbs, to avoid completely depleting this area and making it difficult to explain to Dugu Bo later. But anything that caught your eye, even a slightly younger but highly promising seedling, you didn't let a single one go, uprooting it completely to prevent future problems.]

[You know very well that Tang San will likely follow the clues here in the future. If a root is left, he might be able to cultivate it again with his abilities. Therefore, what you need to do is completely block the path, leaving him not a single blade of grass.]

After working for about half an hour, you straightened up and looked around. The once vibrant and beautiful Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye was now nothing but a mess of muddy pits and the ordinary herbs you had deliberately left behind. The truly valuable immortal herbs were all quietly lying in your Ruyi Treasure Pouch.

You patted the dirt off your hands and nodded in satisfaction.

A few days later, Dugu Bo reappeared at the entrance of the valley, this time accompanied by a young girl. The girl was about seven or eight years old, with long, deep purple hair tied in a neat ponytail. Her eyes held the same sharpness and arrogance as Dugu Bo's. She had fair skin and delicate features, but deep within her eyes lay a hint of weariness and darkness—signs of long-term erosion by the poisonous soul power.

【Lone Goose.】

She followed beside Dugu Bo, her gaze sweeping over the empty pits surrounding the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes, but she quickly composed herself and fixed her gaze on you, her expression clearly scrutinizing and appraising. Her gaze held wariness, alertness, and a barely perceptible hint of curiosity.

Dugu Bo stepped forward, patted you on the shoulder, and then beckoned to Dugu Yan: "Yan Yan, come here. This is Zhang Liang, whom Grandpa told you about. Don't let his young age fool you; he's incredibly capable. Your illness depends entirely on him."

Dugu Yan hesitated for a moment, then walked over and stood in front of you. She looked you up and down, her tone stubborn and defiant: "You...can you really cure my poison?"

You smiled slightly, extended a hand to her, and a golden-green aura of life gathered in your palm, warm and pure, radiating an aura that involuntarily brought peace of mind: "Why don't you try and see?"

The simulation is still ongoing.

[Dugu Yan looked at the golden-green aura of life in your palm, a flicker of doubt clearly crossing her eyes. She had suffered greatly from the backlash of poisonous soul power since childhood, and harbored a skeptical attitude towards any treatment. After all, her grandfather was a Title Douluo, and even after so many years, he could only suppress it, not eradicate it. Could a boy who looked even younger than her really do what her grandfather couldn't?]

But she still bit her lip, extended her hand, and said with a hint of stubbornness in her voice, "Then come on, I want to see what you're capable of."

Without further ado, you gently pressed the aura of life in your palm onto the back of Dugu Yan's hand. The moment the aura touched her skin, it was like water falling into parched soil, quickly seeping in and spreading throughout her body along her meridians. Dugu Yan was slightly startled at first, then her eyes widened. She could clearly feel a warm, jade-like power slowly flowing through her body. Wherever it passed, the cold, toxins that had long lingered in her meridians retreated as if encountering a natural enemy, enveloped, purified, and gradually peeled away from her body by that life force.

"This..." Dugu Yan opened her mouth, unable to resist looking down at her body. She could even see a faint layer of dark green mist rising on the back of her hand—the poison that had been forced out of her body was dissipating. The feeling was too strange; the heaviness and suffocation that had plagued her body since childhood were visibly lessening.

You withdrew your hand, your expression unchanged: "The first treatment can only remove most of it; two to three more treatments are needed for complete eradication. Miss Yan Yan, how are you feeling now?"

[Dugu Yan stood there stunned for a long while before slowly raising her hand, clenching her fist, and stretching her shoulders, her eyes filled with disbelief. She looked up at you, her small face, which had previously been wary and arrogant, now displaying a rare, almost tender, complex expression: "...So light, I've never felt so light before."]

Standing to the side, Dugu Bo watched his granddaughter's unprecedentedly relaxed expression. This titled Douluo, who had dominated the continent for decades, felt his eyes slightly redden. He turned his head away and coughed to hide his emotions, then strode forward, patted your shoulder with his usual force, making you grit your teeth: "Good lad, well done!"

You rubbed your shoulder and grinned, "Don't worry, senior, I mean what I say. After two more sessions of consolidation in half a month, Miss Yan Yan's poison will be completely eradicated, and you won't need to expend your soul power to suppress it anymore."

[Dugu Yan stood there, looking down at her hands, silent for a long while. Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at you earnestly, her tone completely different from before, less arrogant and more sincere: "...Thank you. Also, you can just call me Yan Yan."]

You nodded: "My name is Zhang Liang, you can just call me A-Liang."

Dugu Yan's lips curled slightly; the smile was faint, but for a girl of her personality, it was a rare sign of closeness. Dugu Bo noticed this, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. He walked aside, hands behind his back, seemingly admiring the distant scenery, but in reality, his ears were perked up, closely observing the interaction between the two.

In the days that followed, you didn't rush to leave the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, but continued your cultivation there. Dugu Yan also settled in the valley, awaiting further treatment to consolidate her recovery. Initially, she remained somewhat reserved, but gradually, perhaps because her mood improved after the toxins were cleared, or perhaps because they saw each other frequently in the same valley, her interactions with you increased.

She would curiously inquire about the origins of your Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul and why it possessed such pure life energy; she would also sit quietly on a nearby rock while you cultivated, chin in hand, watching; occasionally, when she saw you take a celestial herb from your Ruyi Treasure Pouch, she would come over and ask what kind of herb it was and what its effects were. You were quite patient, explaining the names and uses of those celestial herbs to her one by one, although you deliberately omitted some information about the future, it was enough to keep this girl, who had grown up beside Poison Douluo, listening with great interest.

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