Chapter 35 Fama Scolds Chrysanthemum Douluo, "Why are you crying over a weed? You idiot!"
Battle Through the Dimensions, the Great Desert of Tagor, the Holy City of the Snake People.
As the first rays of morning sunlight fell upon the golden sands, the atmosphere in the holy city became solemn yet bustling.
"Splash."
Bo Saixi was dragged roughly out of the queen's palace by two burly female snake-people guards, like a dead fish.
After working as a human faucet all night, her beautiful face was etched with exhaustion, and her once bright blue eyes were now somewhat dim.
But strangely, her skin had an amazing rosy glow and sheen.
That was due to absorbing the medicinal properties that had seeped into the Queen's bathwater all night.
"Hurry up! What are you dawdling for!"
A guard shoved Bo Saixi impatiently, his serpent spear gleaming coldly.
"Her Majesty the Queen is going to inspect the temple, and you, a water-attribute slave, will come in handy."
"By the way, the Ice Spirit Grass over there is almost withered and needs to be watered with high-purity water-attribute Dou Qi."
"Yes, yes..."
Bo Saixi lowered her head, her voice hoarse.
The once mighty priest who wielded a scepter and commanded the sea has now learned how to be a proper slave.
She discovered that as long as she obeyed, she could not only survive but also seize many opportunities.
...
Following the guards through the corridor, Bo Saixi saw the holy city of the snake people for the first time.
Upon seeing this, her heart skipped a beat.
The interior of the holy city is extremely vast, with towering stone pillars, each engraved with intricate and profound runes.
"Drink! Ha!"
In the distance, on the training ground, a group of snake-people children who looked to be only seven or eight years old were doing their morning exercises.
They were shirtless, their tender scales shimmering in the sunlight.
One of the children, who looked the youngest, punched a black iron stake next to him in a fight over a piece of jerky.
boom!
The black iron wooden stake, whose hardness was comparable to the sunken silver in the deep sea of Douluo Continent, was actually punched into a deep pit by this seven-year-old child!
"This..."
Bo Saixi's pupils contracted sharply, and she involuntarily stopped in her tracks.
She could see it clearly: the aura emanating from that child was comparable to, or even stronger than, that of a Soul Master in the Douluo Continent!
"A seven-year-old Soul Master?"
"And it's pure physical strength?!"
Bo Saixi felt that her worldview was crumbling.
In Douluo Continent, having full innate soul power is already considered an unparalleled genius, and reaching level 20 at the age of seven is enough to be called a prodigy.
But here, it seems like just a group of ordinary children playing around?
"What are you looking at? Those are our clan's newly hatched cubs."
The guard beside her looked at Bo Saixi with disdain:
"What's so interesting about a bunch of kids who aren't even fighters? They're just ignorant bumpkins who've never seen the world."
Not even a fighter...
Bo Saixi swallowed hard, a deep sense of powerlessness welling up inside her.
If even these cubs can destroy a Soul Master with a single punch, then what would happen if her proud Seagod Island Soul Master Legion encountered this Snake-Man army...
They'll probably be slaughtered in an instant, right?
...
Meanwhile, on Seagod Island in the Douluo Continent.
In front of Seagod Temple.
Looking at the group of ferocious snake-man cubs in the light screen, Sea Dragon Douluo almost dropped the replica of the trident in his hand.
"Great Offering, is that a cub?"
"That seven-year-old snake-man's punch was more than ten times stronger than my grandson's..."
"Our Sea Spirit Master talent, which we on Seagod Island are so proud of, is simply a joke in front of that desert race!"
The guardians of the Seven Pillars were all deathly pale.
They always believed that Seagod Island was a holy land for Soul Masters, where Sea Soul Masters were invincible among their peers.
In retrospect, they were just a group of flowers living in a greenhouse, while the creatures of that world, even the children, were monsters that crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood!
...
The Holy City of the Serpent People, a forbidden area of the temple.
Bo Saixi was taken to a heavily guarded underground cave.
As soon as you enter, an extreme chill hits you, a stark contrast to the scorching desert outside.
There is a small altar in the center of the cave.
A transparent jade bottle was also placed on the altar.
Queen Medusa stood before the altar, solemnly examining the jade bottle.
Behind her stood four elderly women who were nearing the end of their lives.
These are the four elders of the Snake-People Clan!
"This is the aura!"
As soon as Bo Saixi approached, her blue eyes were fixed on the jade bottle on the altar, unable to look away.
She felt the Sea God Martial Soul within her body trembling wildly, then emitting an almost greedy desire!
That's a yearning for the finest water!
The jade bottle contained only half a bottle of pale blue liquid, and looked quite ordinary.
but...
Even just a faint scent emanating from it...
Bo Saixi was utterly horrified:
"I feel like my soul is freezing!"
"The icy essence contained in that drop of water is a hundred times purer than the Heart of the Sea God that the Sea God bestowed upon me!"
"What kind of divine object is that?!"
Just then, an elder spoke up, his voice hoarse:
"Your Majesty, this bottle of Ice Spirit Cold Spring was obtained from that old fellow Gu He by using up the resources our clan has accumulated over a hundred years."
"Only it can suppress the rage of the strange fire and help you complete your evolution."
Ice Spirit Cold Spring!
The name was etched deeply into Bo Saixi's mind.
Queen Medusa picked up the jade bottle, gently shook it, and a resolute glint flashed in her eyes:
"For the future of the snake people, this price is nothing."
"As long as we can evolve into Dou Zong, or even break through to Dou Sheng, our snake-people race will no longer have to cower in this damned desert!"
After speaking, Medusa turned around and looked coldly at Bo Saixi:
"You, come here."
Bo Saixi trembled and immediately crawled over on her knees.
"When I activate the altar later, the cold air will leak out."
"Your water-attribute physique is a bit useless, but it's barely usable as a container for absorbing cold."
"Use your body to absorb the excess cold air, and don't let it damage the surrounding lotus roots."
"If you do it well, I will reward you with a drop of diluted cold spring water."
Will you spare me a drop? Even if it's diluted?
Bo Saixi suddenly raised her head, her eyes no longer showing any trace of the composure of a high priest.
That's like a beggar who's been starving for three days seeing a Manchu Han Imperial Feast!
"Thank you... thank you for the gift, Your Majesty!!"
"This servant will risk my life to absorb the cold! I will not allow the cold air to harm Qinglian in the slightest!!"
Bo Saixi was so excited that she trembled and kowtowed deeply to Medusa.
Just one drop!
She was certain that as long as she could obtain even a single drop of the Ice Spirit Cold Spring, even if it was diluted ten thousand times, it would be enough to instantly break through the level 100 barrier in her cultivation, which had been stagnant for sixty years, and make her a god on the spot!
...
On the other side, in the Douluo Continent.
The Hall of Spirits, the Hall of Offerings.
Qian Daoliu had just woken up and, upon seeing this scene, clutched his chest again.
"Xixi…"
"You are the High Priest of the Sea God."
"You're actually kowtowing over someone's bottle of bathwater?"
Is that bottle of water really that precious?
On Seagod Island, this stark contrast left all the Sea Soul Masters feeling suffocated.
"That bottle of water..."
Sea Dragon Douluo stared intently at the jade bottle in the light screen, his voice hoarse as he said:
"If this were set in the Douluo Continent..."
"I'm afraid even if you sold the entire Seagod Island, you couldn't afford a single drop of it."
"That's the difference in foundation!"
...
Meanwhile, the world of Doupo begins.
The Serpent People's Altar.
Queen Medusa ignored Bo Saixi's agitation and simply opened the bottle.
call!
Instantly, an indescribably terrifying burst of extremely cold white mist gushed out from the bottle's mouth!
The temperature in the entire cave dropped by 100 degrees Celsius in an instant!
"hiss--"
The four Dou Huang elders around couldn't help but shiver and quickly used their internal energy to defend themselves.
Even though Bo Saixi was prepared, she was frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant!
Eyebrows, hair, and even blood stopped flowing at that moment.
"So cold, is this the ultimate power of ice...?"
Although Bo Saixi's body was frozen stiff, her consciousness was clearer than ever before.
She frantically circulated the meager amount of soul power within her body, like a dry sponge falling into the ocean, greedily absorbing the leaking cold air!
"Suck! Suck it for me!"
"This is all divine power! This is all due to chance!"
"What great offering? What dignity? It's all bullshit!"
"Once I absorb all this cold air, I, Bo Saixi, will be a true god!"
And so, under the shocked gazes of the entire Douluo Continent.
The once noble and elegant Bo Saixi, seemingly untouched by worldly concerns, now resembled a gluttonous beast, lying at Queen Medusa's feet and recklessly devouring the cold currents that were considered waste gas by the snake people.
And her aura was rapidly increasing!
Level 99: Early stage, Mid stage, and Late stage peak!
In just a few breaths, she touched that divine barrier that only the Sea God could touch!
At this moment, Queen Medusa glanced down at Bo Saixi, whose feet were cracking from the cold but whose face remained feverish, and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.
"What a pathetic wretch who's never seen the world."
"Alright, stop sucking me to death."
"The rest will be reserved for my evolution."
After saying that, Medusa casually kicked Bo Saixi away and then slowly poured the bottle of Ice Spirit Cold Spring into the center of the altar.
...
On the other side, in the Battle Through the Heavens, the Gama Empire.
The headquarters of the Alchemist Guild, the Royal Herb Garden.
This is a top-tier medicinal garden jointly managed by the royal family of the Jia Ma Empire and the Alchemist Guild. Although it cannot compare to the Myriad Medicine Mountains of the Pill Tower, it is still an outrageously rich place of spiritual energy for the people of Douluo Continent.
"Smack!"
Suddenly, a long whip crackling with lightning lashed out and struck Yue Guan's once magnificent armor, now covered in mud.
"Ouch! Don't hit me! Don't hit me! I'll just do it!"
Yue Guan let out a miserable cry, where was the slightest bit of the prestige of a Title Douluo?
He held a rusty little shovel in his hand, kneeling on a patch of land that exuded a strange medicinal fragrance, his face full of grievance and tears.
Behind him, an old man wearing an alchemist's robe and a fifth-grade alchemist's badge on his chest stood with his hands behind his back, staring at him with a look of disappointment.
Fama, the guild leader of the Alchemists Guild of the Jia Ma Empire!
"Hey, you new flower grower, are you out of your mind?"
Fama pointed to the thriving, purple-hued flowerbed in front of Yue Guan and angrily rebuked:
"I told you to clear away these purple-gold weeds and make room for the three-striped green spirit grass next to them. What are you dawdling about?"
"Crying while hugging a weed? Are you seriously ill?"
Yue Guan was seen tightly protecting a plant in his arms. The plant's top was blooming like a full moon, and its entire body was a magnificent purple, just like his martial soul, the Chrysanthemum!
"President! This isn't a weed!!"
Yue Guan wept, his face streaked with tears, his delicate fingers trembling as he pointed at the flowers in his arms:
"This is an upgraded version of the Chrysanthemum! It's a neutral, celestial treasure! Consuming it can cultivate an indestructible body and allow one's aura to connect with the meridians of heaven and earth!"
"How could you mistake it for a weed? This is a divine object! A divine object!"
"A divine object?"
Fama was stunned for a moment, then, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, he stepped forward and snatched the immortal herb from Yue Guan's arms.
Then he casually sniffed it, then threw it on the ground with a look of disgust, and even stomped on it:
That's it?
"The medicinal properties are mixed and the spiritual energy is thin; the only thing that makes her look slightly better is that she is a bit good-looking."
"In our Jia Ma Empire, this kind of thing isn't even good enough to be used as a medicinal ingredient for a first-grade elixir. If it grows in the ground, it will only steal nutrients from the soil and hinder the growth of the three-striped green spirit grass next to it."
"You call this a divine object?"
Fama shook his head, looking at Yue Guan as if he were an idiot:
"It seems that your world is really so poor that you can't even afford to eat."
"Stop talking nonsense! Get to work!"
Fama tossed a huge grinding mortar to Yue Guan and coldly gave the order:
"Since you like these flowers so much, then you can handle them yourself."
"Pulling up all of these purple-gold weeds, and those few red fiery weeds over there!"
"Then put it in a mortar and pestle and crush it to ferment."
"Perfect timing. The fifth-grade spiritual herb, Dragon Blood Mushroom, over there has been a bit malnourished lately and needs some fertilizer."
"The fertilizer made from these weeds is barely usable."
These words struck Yue Guan like a thunderbolt, leaving him completely stunned.
Pull it up? Crush it? Compost it?!
Using his prized, life-giving herb as fertilizer for other medicinal herbs?!
"No! I won't do it! I'd rather be killed than do it!!"
Yue Guan broke down, screaming and trying to fight back.
But Fama merely snorted coldly, and his soul power at the peak of the five-star Dou Huang level instantly pressed down!
"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!"
"Here, my word is law!"
An invisible force controlled Yue Guan's hands.
Amidst the horrified gazes of the entire Douluo Continent, Yue Guan was forced to reach out and tremble as he grasped the root of the plant that resembled the Chrysanthemum.
"Snap!"
Next, uproot it completely!
Then stuff it into the mortar.
Pick up the pestle.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
One, two, three...
Purple juice splattered, and petals turned into a pulp.
Yue Guan mechanically pounded the medicine while wailing loudly:
"Waaaaah, my martial soul, my immortal herb..."
"I'm so sorry, I've turned you into dung."
"This is too cruel! This world is too cruel!"
[end of the chapter]