Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 97 Immortal Herb Compendium (First Update, Please Subscribe!)

Beside the man in white, the smiling middle-aged woman gestured, and Ye Lingling nodded, then immediately left with Fang Ling.

We arrived at the backyard.

Ye Lingling led Fang Ling to the reception room and said with an unhappy expression, "Let's wait here."

"That was my mother, a powerful Soul Douluo. Don't talk nonsense, or I won't bring you next time, understand?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Fang Ling nodded repeatedly.

Having received the assurance, Ye Lingling's expression softened slightly.

"I'll have my father take a look at you later. He's a renowned physician, and although he's only been treating external injuries, he's also very skilled in poisons and medicine thanks to our family's expertise. Even if he's not quite as good as His Majesty Bilin, he won't be too far off."

"Sister Lingling, is it possible that the teacher isn't as bad as you think?"

Fang Ling interjected, trying to defend Dugu Bo: "Teacher isn't as serious and cold as he seems on the surface. Look, he brought me back unharmed, didn't he?"

"It's always good to check. His Majesty Bilin has a terrible reputation. Do you think he's a good person? Hasn't he done enough murders and exterminations of entire clans?"

For most people, this statement is indeed true; that is the impression the old man's behavior gives to the world.

Fang Ling nodded slightly. After spending more time together, Ye Lingling would naturally understand Dugu Bo's personality; at least he was quite good to those close to him.

After a long wait, around noon, the last few middle-aged women and the refined man who had been treated finally arrived.

"Lingling, who is this?" The man with graying temples asked his daughter softly, a hint of apology on his face.

Before Ye Lingling could speak, Fang Ling quickly stepped forward and respectfully bowed, saying:

"I have met my father-in-law and mother-in-law. My son-in-law, Fang Ling, is ten years old, level twenty-seven, and his martial soul is a long-handled battle scythe. He is the only disciple of His Majesty Bi Lin and possesses the Silver Battle Soul Badge of the Great Battle Arena. He is currently studying at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and is a member of the reserve team."

"Fang Ling, answer properly and don't call me that!"

The scene fell silent instantly. Amidst the stunned expressions of the two, Ye Lingling rushed forward with a tense expression and slapped Fang Ling hard on the back.

That damn Fang Ling, calling his father-in-law and mother-in-law that directly... that's so presumptuous!

"Hehe..." The refined man showed no displeasure, nor did he look down on Fang Ling because of his disability. He stroked his beard, and a glimmer of light appeared in his gentle eyes.

"So it was you who helped Lingling out of her depression. We should thank you."

"However, you can't call me father-in-law and mother-in-law yet. What I'm curious about is, even with half a leg missing, you can still become a Silver Fighter?"

"Of course, among Soul Masters of the same level, my son-in-law's combat strength is quite strong. I even helped Sister Lingling reach the Silver Soul Master level."

Ye Lingling's expression fluctuated slightly:

"Fang Ling, what do you mean by that? Do you think I'm a burden?"

"Alright, girl, this is the young man's first time visiting our home, can't you be a little more composed?"

The middle-aged woman gave a soft shout, which finally freed Fang Ling from her clutches.

Ye Lingling pinched Fang Ling hard one last time as punishment for his insolence, then stated the purpose of her visit: "Dad, I'd like you to take a look at Fang Ling to see if he's been poisoned."

"Poisoned? He's not His Highness Bilin's disciple..." The refined man paused, then shook his head slightly as if he had thought of something.

He then looked at Fang Ling gently and said kindly, "Young brother Fang Ling, give me your hand."

"No, no, Father-in-law, you can just call me Fang Ling."

Fang Ling waved his hand repeatedly, but he was also curious about what he could find out, so he reached out his hand.

"I'm not qualified to call you father-in-law yet. My name is Ye Renxin, you can just call me Uncle Ye."

"Uncle Ye." Fang Ling nodded gently.

Ye Renxin grasped Fang Ling's wrist, feeling the physical strength that far exceeded that of an ordinary Soul Master, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

After a moment's hesitation, a gentle massage began, and a soft surge of soul energy gently entered Fang Ling's body.

A boundless fighting spirit, pure and flawless, and most importantly, an extreme yet harmonious blend of ice and fire...

The refined-looking man sensed this extremely peculiar soul power, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes as he stared intently at Fang Ling. This special soul power was indeed rare. The final power seemed to remind him of certain legends.

Leaving his wife and daughter behind, he led Fang Ling to a study, searched around for a moment, and took down a yellowed ancient book from a stack of rosewood bookshelves.

I opened it and examined it closely, and found two pages.

One page is fire, one page is ice, and all sorts of rare and precious medicinal herbs, including the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass and the Fiery Apricot, appear on it.

"Let's see what you've eaten?"

Fang Ling was still in shock. He had only been touched and his soul power had been used to probe him when the truth about the immortal herb was discovered.

He had originally planned to gradually obtain the blueprint for the immortal herb through Ye Lingling...

Seeing Fang Ling's surprise and wariness, Ye Renxin reassured him with gentlemanly manners:

"The Ye family has been practicing medicine for generations and has extensive knowledge of herbs, so it's normal that they can distinguish them. Lingling values ​​you highly, and you are also His Highness Bilin's disciple. I won't do anything to you, so it's okay if you don't say anything."

Fang Ling pondered for a moment and found it among a series of pictures.

The white ice grass and the fiery red cabbage are located at the very top, making them easy to see and distinguish.

"This eight-cornered ice grass, and this fiery apricot blossom."

"A miraculous herb!" Ye Renxin's pupils suddenly contracted.

The Ye family clearly didn't treat these two things as ordinary herbs; they recognized them as miraculous herbs.

Fang Ling was relieved, while Ye Renxin was still thinking.

These two things have completely opposite attributes, extreme ice and fire herbs. Can you even eat them?

It seems that some special terrain caused these two things to grow together, so perhaps their powers can be combined and then consumed?

"Ice and fire, in that sense. Your Majesty is indeed suffering from severe poisoning due to your martial spirit."

"No..." Fang Ling was stunned. "Uncle Ye, you..."

By deducing the terrain from the immortal herbs, you were able to directly deduce the fact that Dugu Bo had been poisoned.

What kind of head is this?

"What's wrong? Does it seem strange?" Ye Renxin smiled gently.

Fang Ling nodded firmly.

"The Eight-Cornered Ice Grass is an evolved form of the Ice Grass. It only grows in the coldest places, and can only be found deep in the far north, beyond the frozen forest."

"The Fiery Apricot Blossom is the exact opposite of the Mystic Ice Grass. It only grows in places where the earth is hot and even in the magma. There are not many active volcanoes on the continent, so it is extremely difficult to find."

"The fact that these two could appear at the same time and be consumed by you suggests that there must be a special place for them. However, due to the extremely high level of spiritual energy, only these two plants can survive."

"Extreme ice and fire attributes can suppress toxins, and I once saw His Majesty Bilin when I took Lingling to school. His appearance was not what a normal title should be like."

Ye Renxin smiled confidently: "When others mention drugs, they just think it's normal, but I don't think so. Besides, I once heard that his son and daughter-in-law suddenly passed away, so I can't guess what happened."

"Uncle Ye truly has a keen eye."

Fang Ling expressed his sincere admiration, then asked curiously, "Then in this world..."

Ye Renxin stroked his beard and smiled, "The Ye family has been able to maintain its lineage for so many years despite being a single-lineage family, thanks to four words—'Don't meddle in other people's business.'"

"The world is full of troubles, I just need to focus on my treatment."

"Let alone someone like Your Majesty Bilin, it's best not to provoke you."

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