Chapter 100: Ice and Fire Body Tempering

Chapter 100: Ice and Fire Body Tempering

Yang Potian seemed to have an idea. "Dad, are you all planning to go to the Star Dou Forest to hunt for spirit rings this time?"

"More or less. We'll have to go to the inner region, especially for your grandfather and second granduncle's ninth rings. They'll need spirit beasts between fifty and eighty thousand years old."

"How about I go with you? I need to hunt for my fifth ring anyway."

Yang Zhentian couldn't help but chuckle at his son's suggestion. "It's only your fifth ring—you're not aiming that high yet. The mixed zone should have what you need, likely around twenty thousand years, with a lot more options to choose from."

Yang Potian paused briefly, then said, "Actually, I was thinking about going to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well in the Sunset Forest."

"Why the sudden urge to go to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?" asked Yang Zhentian.

"I want to try absorbing the two immortal herbs there. I'm already close to Spirit King level, so I think I could handle the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot."

Hearing this, Yang Zhentian's expression darkened, and both grandfathers joined him, looking on gravely. The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well still held these two potent herbs specifically for Potian's use, but these herbs embodied the extremes of cold and heat, presenting immense danger. Even as a Spirit King, could he truly withstand their effects?

As masters of medicinal refining, the Po Zhi Clan understood the purpose behind Potian's desire.

Yang Wudi grew serious. "Potian, you should think this through carefully. Those two herbs are extraordinarily potent, and taking them together could cause your body to explode. Your current strength is already beyond others your age—there's no need to take such a risk."

But Yang Potian's determination didn't waver. "Grandfather, I understand the dangers. But I believe my physical constitution is now strong enough to withstand them."

"Besides," he added, "I took the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum and whale gelatin over a year ago. My physical strength has increased substantially since then."

Surprised, Yang Wudi asked, "Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum? I didn't know you'd taken that—it explains why you could manage a ten-thousand-year fourth ring. But where did you get the chrysanthemum?"

"Grandfather, I also found it in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. I'd saved it for a while; if it weren't for the need to enhance my body for my fourth ring, I would've waited even longer."

Yang Wudi and Yang Wushuang exchanged glances, speechless. Just how many rare herbs had their son and grandson acquired from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well? They'd already counted six or seven precious herbs that they knew of.

The two elder men examined Potian's physique closely, sometimes muttering in admiration.

"Incredible—Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum really does unblock the eight meridians, creating a Vajra-like body. Your physical resilience has improved tremendously," Yang Wudi remarked.

"Potian, with your body's current resilience and rate of cultivation, you might not even encounter significant bottlenecks on your path to Titled Douluo. Are you sure you want to go to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?"

"Yes, Grandfather. I'm certain. Those two herbs could improve my physical strength immensely, granting immunity to extreme heat and cold and even general poison resistance. That's what I need most."

Yang Potian kept one other reason to himself. Consuming both the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and Infernal Delicate Apricot in the presence of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well's energy could create such an intense cold and heat that it might trigger a second awakening of his body spirit. Even if he couldn't achieve the gold-level awakening, a silver-level one would be a substantial upgrade, elevating his spirit to top-tier status, comparable to the Clear Sky Hammer or Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

Should he be fortunate enough to reach a gold-level second awakening, his spirit would be on par with god-level spirits.

Seeing that nothing they said would dissuade him, the three elders reluctantly agreed. After a thorough discussion, they decided that Yang Wushuang would escort Potian to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. This arrangement would allow Wushuang to reacquaint himself with the area in preparation for his extended stay and provide some quality time for Potian and his second granduncle, knowing that their time together would be limited in the future.

The Star Dou Forest spirit hunt would have to wait until they returned.

That night, Yang Wushuang and Yang Potian departed quietly, setting out for the Sunset Forest under the cover of darkness. Foregoing a carriage, they made swift progress with Yang Wushuang leading Potian at a brisk pace.

True to his status as a Titled Douluo candidate, Yang Wushuang moved swiftly. In less than half an hour, they reached the Sunset Forest.

During the day, the spirit-hunting village outside the forest bustled with activity. At night, however, it was all but deserted, as few would risk venturing into the forest after dark. But Yang Wushuang, bold and skilled, led Potian straight into the forest by night.

After only a few hours of traversing the forest, they reached the entrance to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

The area was shrouded in poisonous fog, but the entrance itself was concealed. A large boulder blocked the path. Thanks to Potian's mother's modifications, only those with insider knowledge could find the way in.

Yang Wushuang fumbled in a specific spot, revealing a small doorway, just wide enough for one person to pass through. He then took out a key and unlocked the stone door.

As he opened the door, Yang Wushuang advised, "Potian, remember this key and entrance procedure carefully. If you ever come here alone, be very cautious. The outer poisonous fog has been fortified with special poisons your grandfathers and I concocted. It's far deadlier than before."

Potian nodded, realizing how experienced his grandfathers were. They'd not only designed this hidden entrance, but also intensified the fog's toxicity. This setup would prevent spirit beasts from damaging the entrance and protect it from potential intruders.

Inside, Potian's gaze went straight to the two remaining herbs: the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot. Every other immortal herb had already been harvested, leaving behind only lower-grade medicinal plants in the well. Now the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well resembled a meticulously organized herb garden, with each area clearly delineated for specific plants.

The two herbs he needed—Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and Infernal Delicate Apricot—stood alone, glowing by the well.

The Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass was a large, eight-pointed white flower, exuding an intense chill that could paralyze anyone within a ten-meter radius with a freezing aura.

The Infernal Delicate Apricot resembled a crimson cabbage, but this fiery-red plant possessed the potent toxicity of the highest grade of fire poison. These two immortal herbs—each harboring the essence of extreme fire and extreme ice—were lethal to anyone whose strength and attributes weren't both sufficiently compatible. Consuming just one would guarantee death.

The only way to survive them was to take both herbs together, balancing the fire and ice poisons within the body, offering a small chance of survival.

Yang Potian placed his spirit tools and valuable items on the ground. "Second Granduncle, could you help me pick these two herbs?"

Yang Wushuang sighed but approached the herbs, his extensive knowledge of medicinal plants guiding him. Using his powerful spirit energy, he carefully neared the herbs and drew an iron dagger, slicing the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass. He then used a jade dagger to slice the Infernal Delicate Apricot, both blades suitable for each herb's respective properties. He lifted the two plants with his spirit energy and brought them to Yang Potian.

Without a second thought, Yang Potian grabbed the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass with his left hand and the Infernal Delicate Apricot with his right. The instant his hands closed around them, he felt searing pain.

His left hand seemed to plunge into ice; cracks spread over his skin as if it were about to freeze solid. Meanwhile, his right hand felt engulfed in flames, the skin on his arm beginning to char and blacken as though it might melt away. He immediately brought his hands together, letting the ice-cold energy of the Ice Grass and the blazing heat of the Delicate Apricot counteract each other. For a brief moment, his hands found an eerie equilibrium, neither freezing nor burning.

"This is my chance."

Without hesitation, Yang Potian shoved both herbs into his mouth and quickly began to chew. The effect was instantaneous. As he swallowed, the potent properties of the immortal herbs activated immediately.

An icy blue aura rose from his feet, and within moments, his entire body turned blue. Then, a layer of red appeared, replacing the blue as his body radiated a fiery heat. Yang Potian alternated between looking like a boiled shrimp, bright red from head to toe, and then as if he was encased in solid ice, his entire body turning icy blue.

The effect alternated in waves as if the two herbs were battling for dominance within him.

Yang Potian endured agonizing pain as he felt trapped between extreme cold and unbearable heat. His mental state was on the verge of collapse, but he knew he couldn't afford to be careless. Even a small lapse in focus could be fatal. His only option was to circulate his spirit energy as quickly as possible to stabilize his body.

But it wasn't enough. Both the Crocodile King's tailbone and the Fire Hawk's wings emerged from his body, appearing to undergo the same trial of extreme cold and heat.

Gradually, the effects of the two herbs spread throughout his body. His flesh felt detached from the external world, almost numb, yet discomfort coursed through him relentlessly, and he felt his consciousness start to fade.

Realizing that he was in mortal danger, Yang Potian bit down, steeling himself, and rushed to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Without hesitation, he leaped in.

Once he entered the well, the surge of its dual elemental energies enveloped him. He was plunged into a hell of fire one moment and thrust into a world of ice the next.

The powers of the well began to merge with the ice and fire energies within Yang Potian's body. It was as if his internal and external energies were clashing, trying to find a balance.

Yang Potian's body and soul endured unimaginable pain. The anguish tore into his very bones, while his two external spirit bones felt as though they were being tempered within a furnace of ice and fire.

As time passed, the excruciating pain took its toll. His willpower wavered, and his resistance gradually weakened. Eventually, Yang Potian succumbed to the torment and fell into unconsciousness.

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