Chapter 21: with translation of chapter title

"Submit."

Dugu Bo did not agree; instead he retorted, "You say the Poison Douluo was poisoned—do you think that statement is credible?"

Yang Yun snorted coldly, turned, and flew toward the mountaintop of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

"Dugu Bo, I need not prove anything to you; if you don't believe me, I can kill you right now and then slay Du Gu Yan to eliminate future trouble."

"Consider it; think it through before we get there."

The three flew at a moderate speed, yet they could reach the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well in an instant.

Dugu Bo's temples throbbed with bulging veins, and Du Gu Yan's figure kept flashing in his mind.

"I submit; I am willing to submit, you must not lay a hand on my granddaughter."

Yang Yun produced a fire seed and drove it into Dugu Bo's body, then said lightly, "You can use your poison to force this fire seed to remain within your body and refine it into a poison elixir; if nurtured properly it will give rise to poison fire; your martial soul may thus evolve."

"'Azure Phosphor Fire Snake King? That name is not bad; perhaps it could even transform into a jiao or a dragon.'"

"If you develop a second heart, this fire seed will also burn you to ashes; I hope you behave yourself and do not disappoint me."

Dugu Bo glanced again at the spear tip at his neck.

A Li retracted the Flame Spear, Heavy Li gave him a cold glance, then made no further move.

"May I ask your esteemed name?" Dugu Bo asked probing.

A Li said lightly, "Sect Master of the Breaking Heaven Sect, Yang Yun; the Breaking Heaven Sect is a newly established sect formed by merging the Breaking, Sensitivity, and Controlling clans."

Yang Yun gazed at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well beneath his feet, feeling a surge of heat, yet he steadied his mind and said, "Dugu Bo, from now on you shall serve as an elder of the Breaking Heaven Sect."

"The Breaking clan are also experts in poison; you and Elder Yang Wu Di should have plenty to talk about."

The three descended swiftly.

Taking out the Blue Silver Emperor, they buried it in the soil at the confluence of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well; the previously withered Blue Silver Emperor quickly regained vitality and grew robustly.

Dugu Bo watched the golden threads on the Blue Silver Emperor gleam.

"This is."

Yang Yun didn't even turn his head as he said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't; instead of wasting time, you'd better get rid of the poison on your body now, lest you go out and be chased by the Chrysanthemum Douluo of the Spirit Hall."

Dugu Bo's heart jolted; looking at Yang Yun's back, he was utterly shocked.

"This sect leader actually knows the grudge between me and the Chrysanthemum so clearly?"

Yang Yun turned his head back with a mocking gaze: "Everything I want to know is clear; the only things I don't know are those you cannot think of."

Gazing into Yang Yun's all-seeing eyes, Dugu Bo dared not delay; he sat cross-legged and began to condense the poison elixir.

Yang Yun's gaze fell upon the immortal herbs on either side of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well: the eight-cornered mystic ice grass and the blazing fire apricot blossom.

"Ice and Fire Body Tempering—I wonder how effective it will be for me?"

Plucking the herbs and consuming them, he leapt into the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, swimming to the confluence; the medicinal power swiftly spread throughout his body.

The Falling Heart Flame scoured the meridians like a patrol squad, capturing and refining the medicinal power, while a vast amount of soul power gathered and condensed in the dantian.

The soul power, originally thick as liquid, began to continually liquefy, drop by drop gathering together.

Finally, under the scorching tempering of the Falling Heart Flame, it gradually shrank and solidified, forming a round, smooth crystal the size of a fingernail cap.

Soul power crystallized.

Afterward, Yang Yun felt the medicinal power not yet fully digested within him; he began to absorb the energy of the external Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, letting it wander throughout his body.

Ice and Fire Refining the Golden Body allowed him to clearly feel his physique's strength continually increasing.

Time flew by; Yang Yun felt the medicinal power within him completely exhausted; his physique had reached a point where it could not be strengthened further.

He opened his eyes, intending to leap out of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

A Li suddenly appeared beside him, gazing at the spot beneath the spring; a voice echoed in his mind: "There is something beneath this spring; my intuition tells me it is something good, useful for the Flame Spear, Heavy Li." Yang Yun's heart stirred, recalling many novels from his past life that mentioned this; below lay two dragon corpses.

The Water and Fire Dragon Soul still existed at this point in time.

"Are you confident? There are probably two dragon spirits below." Yang Yun, uncertain, looked at A Li and asked.

A Li scratched his head with one hand and said, "Hard to say, but I am a weapon spirit, not a remnant soul; in some ways I am far stronger than a remnant soul."

"Even if not, you're still here; with you by my side, I'll be fine."

Yang Yun, speechless, vigorously rubbed A Li's head.

She had a mature woman's face, a childlike appearance with a big chest, yet her voice was soft and childish; this contrast was simply delightful.

"Let's go, down."

The two descended together swiftly; soon the space opened up, revealing two enormous dragon corpses as large as mountains.

Their heads still bore faint glimmers of light.

As Yang Yun brought A Li closer, the faint light suddenly burst into a blinding glare; the two dragon roars startled them.

"Humans."

"You dare to venture into this place; you truly have no concept of life or death."

Yang Yun and A Li's heads swam, the dizziness quickly fading; the danger was somewhat less than expected.

Before them, at some point, two red-and-blue dragon-shaped phantoms occupied the entire space, as if the dragon corpses had come back to life.

Water and Fire Dragon Soul.

Yang Yun summoned the Flame Spear, Heavy Li, gazed at the Water and Fire Dragon Soul, and proclaimed loudly, "Water and Fire Dragon Soul, no need for many words; I know your origin—when the divine realm war took place, you fell here, leaving only these remnant souls clinging to life."

"I don't believe you would willingly remain here, sinking for ten thousand years; come with me— I promise to let you witness the spectacle of me slaughtering my way through the divine realm."

The Water and Fire Dragon Soul burst into laughter in an instant, rolling its body as if thoroughly delighted.

"You crack me up, you little brat—though you're young, your tone is big; what do you rely on to storm the divine realm?"

"Although I don't know how you obtained information about us and the divine realm, to think a few words could persuade us to follow you is utterly wishful thinking."

Yang Yun held the spear with one hand behind his back, while with his left hand he slowly lifted a flame—the Falling Heart Flame.

The heat radiating from it made the fire dragon soul's gaze unable to shift, and even its voice trembled slightly.

You-you, where did you get this flame?

The Water Dragon Soul's voiceless voice rang out: "You idiot, this is a martial soul; and also a person with twin martial souls, not bad, not bad; indeed you have the capital for arrogance."

Yang Yun didn't want to waste more words with these two people; if it works, it works; if it doesn't, it doesn't; what's the point of explaining so much?

Ali could read Yang Yun's expression and demeanor as clearly as a mirror.

Ah ya, I knew you couldn't forget that girl; indeed, when one is young, one shouldn't meet too stunning a girl.

The Fallen Heart Flame, under Yang Yun's control, instantly turned into a torrential wave, wrapping the two dragon souls.

What are you doing?

This is not an ordinary martial soul; you are not an ordinary person; just what kind of person are you?

Could it be that the Divine Realm has already found a way to influence the next generation? Damn it.

Yang Yun clenched his fist, throwing the Flame Spear Chongli he held into the sea of fire of the Fallen Heart Flame.

Is it that you have entwined yourselves with my martial soul spear hilt, or that I will refine you into part of my martial soul? If the latter, you will die completely, with no possibility of revival.

(End of chapter)