Chapter 87: Hydrogen, Helium, Lithium, Beryllium, Boron? Invariance of Odd and Even? The King Covers the Earth, the Tiger?
To divert attention, Lin Qingmo forced himself to remain calm and asked:
"Master, where are we going? Judging by this flight direction… it seems like we're heading toward the Sunset Forest?"
He tried his best to make his voice sound natural and steady.
"You'll know when we arrive."
Bibi Dong remained as sparing with words as ever, showing no intention of explaining further.
"So mysterious…"
Lin Qingmo muttered quietly, but his mind had already begun racing with speculation.
'Sunset Forest?'
'Why would the Master bring me there?'
'Is it just special training? Or is there a suitable fourth soul ring for me there?'
He recalled the previous times Bibi Dong had dragged him away for cultivation. Those devilish training sessions still made his legs go weak just thinking about them.
Surely… it won't be that miserable this time, right?
Under the night sky.
Two figures streaked across the heavens like meteors.
The speed of a Titled Douluo was indeed astonishing.
By midnight, the outline of Sunset Forest had already come into view.
Bibi Dong slowly descended, finally landing outside a mist-shrouded valley.
Her landing was as light as a falling leaf, not stirring even a speck of dust.
She released the arm that had been holding Lin Qingmo.
Lin Qingmo quickly stepped back half a step, creating a "safe distance," and secretly let out a sigh of relief.
At last, he didn't have to endure that awkward close contact anymore.
He steadied himself and looked up at the scene before him.
The moment he did, he froze completely.
Inside the valley was a sight he had never imagined he would see here—
A pool roughly a hundred meters across, yet divided into two entirely different states.
The left half of the water was crystal-clear, ice blue.
A thin layer of frost covered the surface, and bone-chilling cold air rushed toward him.
The right half of the pool was crimson red and boiling like molten magma, waves of scorching heat distorting the air itself.
Two extreme energies met in the center of the pool, forming a sharply defined boundary.
Surrounding the pool was a lush, vibrant herb garden.
All kinds of rare flowers and exotic plants grew there, each emitting dense spiritual energy, some even faintly glowing.
"Th-this is…"
Lin Qingmo stammered in shock, his eyes wide.
He suddenly turned to Bibi Dong, his voice trembling.
"The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well?!"
Wasn't this Poison Douluo Dugu Bo's stronghold in the original story?
The legendary treasure basin of heaven and earth!
Bibi Dong glanced at him indifferently, her tone carrying a hint of deliberate praise.
"You're somewhat knowledgeable."
Lin Qingmo was completely stunned.
It felt as though a heavy hammer had smashed into his brain, leaving it buzzing and unable to keep up.
According to what he knew of the plot, the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well clearly belonged to Dugu Bo, and later came under the control of the god-ascended Tang San.
So why had his master brought him here?
And judging from how familiar Bibi Dong seemed, she clearly knew this place well.
What exactly was going on?
Just as Lin Qingmo's thoughts became a tangled mess—
Bibi Dong suddenly spoke coldly toward the depths of the herb garden.
"Come out."
The moment her words fell—
A dark-green figure slowly emerged from the shadows among the herbs.
A man with green hair draped over his shoulders, a gloomy face, and sharp hawk-like eyes.
Most striking of all was the faint dark-green poisonous mist surrounding his body.
Upon seeing Bibi Dong, the man immediately dropped to one knee and bowed respectfully.
"Dugu Bo greets my Lord!"
His loud voice echoed throughout the valley.
"???"
At that moment—
Lin Qingmo felt his worldview shatter completely.
He pointed at the kneeling elder, then at Bibi Dong, opening his mouth but unable to speak.
Poison Douluo Dugu Bo?
"My Lord"?
What kind of divine plot development was this?!
Seeing Lin Qingmo's stunned expression, Bibi Dong finally allowed a clear smile to form at the corner of her lips.
She seemed to enjoy her disciple's reaction.
"He is Poison Douluo Dugu Bo. He is now my subordinate."
Her tone was as casual as if she were discussing the weather.
Yet the content of her words was shocking.
"This place is my herb garden."
"Your subordinate?"
Lin Qingmo pointed at Dugu Bo.
"Your herb garden?"
Then he pointed at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
This plot collapse was way too outrageous!
In the original story, Dugu Bo was clearly a proud and unyielding Titled Douluo.
Although he maintained close ties with Prince Xue Xing of the Heaven Dou Empire due to a favor owed, it was merely a cooperative relationship.
Since when had he become someone's subordinate?
And his master's subordinate at that?
Lin Qingmo complained inwardly: Master, your butterfly-effect wings are flapping way too hard—you've directly recruited a major supporting character from the original story!
Bibi Dong did not explain further.
Instead, she took out a thick book from her storage soul tool and handed it to Lin Qingmo.
The cover was deep blue, embroidered with the golden characters "Immortal Herb Compendium."
"This contains the names and general effects of all the immortal herbs in the garden. Take a look first. You may take whatever you need."
This book had been specially compiled for her by Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan.
Although Yue Guan recognized these immortal herbs, he did not understand their precise uses and effects the way Tang San did.
He could only write general descriptions based on his own knowledge.
Nearby, Dugu Bo watched the scene with turbulent waves rising in his heart.
Who exactly was this blue-haired boy?
To be treated like this by the Pope of the Spirit Hall—
Not only personally brought to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, but even allowed to freely choose immortal herbs?
Every one of these herbs was unimaginably precious. Even that fellow Yue Guan couldn't bear to touch them!
Dugu Bo silently felt fortunate that he had shown sufficient respect earlier.
Anyone valued so highly by Bibi Dong could not possibly be ordinary.
Lin Qingmo blankly accepted the book, his fingers trembling slightly as he opened the first page.
On the page was an illustration of a crimson immortal herb shaped like a rooster's comb.
Beside it was written: Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower — extremely yang in nature…
He flipped a few more pages.
Beautiful Silk Tulip, Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass, Infernal Delicate Apricot, Aromatic Silk Beauty…
Every single one was an immortal herb mentioned in the original story!
"Gulp!"
The more Lin Qingmo read, the more confused he became. His mind fell into chaos.
Everything was different from what he knew.
His master's true identity, Dugu Bo's submission, ownership of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well—every detail exceeded his understanding.
After a long while,
Lin Qingmo looked up at Bibi Dong.
A bold guess flashed through his mind.
Could it be… Is Master also a transmigrator?
The words nearly escaped his mouth.
"Hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium, boron!"
The first five elements of the periodic table.
If the Master were also a transmigrator, she should recognize the code, right?
Bibi Dong: "…?"
A trace of confusion flashed through her purple eyes.
Her brows furrowed slightly; she clearly didn't understand the strange words.
Unwilling to give up, Lin Qingmo tried again.
"Invariance of odd and even?"
A math mnemonic—one of the classic transmigrator passcodes!
Bibi Dong remained expressionless, her gaze even carrying a hint of concern, as if wondering whether the child had trained himself silly.
"Imperial jade liquor?"
Lin Qingmo pressed on.
"The king covers the earth, the tiger?!"
He nearly shouted it.
Lin Qingmo threw out several modern memes and common transmigrator passcodes in succession, trying to test Bibi Dong.
But she remained expressionless, completely unfamiliar with them.
Finally, she couldn't help asking:
"Ah Qing, what are you trying to say? What do these words… mean?"
Her voice was full of confusion and concern.
"… "
Lin Qingmo shook his head and sighed in disappointment.
"Nothing. I just suddenly remembered some strange mnemonics."
He forced a smile.
"Master, I'll study these immortal herbs first and see what I need."
But inwardly, he muttered:
Not a transmigrator?
Then how do I explain all of this?
Could she really be some hidden powerhouse never revealed in the original story?
Or is this the butterfly effect caused by my existence?
These butterfly wings are flapping way too fast. I can't handle this!
Bibi Dong nodded and gave Dugu Bo a wink.
The two turned and left the herb garden, leaving the space to Lin Qingmo.
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End of Chapter