Chapter 64: Ice and Fire Tempering the Golden Body

Before leaving, Dugu Bo suddenly thought of something, turned back, and said, "Right, kid Feihuang, don't call me Senior from now on. I have no interest in such honorifics. If you can cure the poison in me and my granddaughter, then you are a friend of Dugu Bo."

"If I don't call you Senior, then what should I call you? Should I call you Grandfather, just like Sister Dugu Yan does?" Nan Feihuang joked half-heartedly.

"Haha, that's not necessary. Since I said we are equals and friends, then you can just call me Old Poison directly. The Title Douluo of my generation all call me that. If you call me Senior, I truly feel uncomfortable all over. My ideal is to become the number one Poison Spirit Master in the world; if you call me Old Poison, I actually feel it is a sign of respect for me. What I said to those committee members earlier about teaching you poison was not a joke either. If you are interested, I am willing to teach you everything I know as a reward for you. Think about it, an Old Poison teaching a little poison like you—isn't that quite interesting?" Dugu Bo laughed loudly.

No wonder Tang San in the original work always called him Old Monster and he didn't mind at all; it turns out Dugu Bo is so unconstrained with people he approves of.

"Fine, Old Poison it is then. Since Senior is so free-spirited, me being too fussy would be unbecoming." Nan Feihuang smiled. In fact, he was very willing to learn some poison techniques.

When it comes to backstabbing people, there is truly nothing better than using poison.

The Dunjia Heavenly Book contains medical arts and ways to detoxify, but it lacks proper poison techniques. Although Nan Feihuang would not use poison as his primary means of combat, knowing poison without using it easily is a completely different matter from knowing nothing about it at all.

Dugu Bo's poison techniques are among the best on this continent. After all, he is known as a freak who, while unable to defeat any single Title Douluo on the battlefield, can leave only Title Douluo standing on the field.

Never winning a duel but never losing a group fight—that is exactly him.

"Then Old Poison, how about you give me a nickname too? My ideal is to become the world's number one divine general. What do you think I should be called?" Nan Feihuang asked.

"Oh, you want to become the strongest divine general? Then I'll call you Little Divine General... no, that sounds like 'Little Neurotic', that's no good. Then if I use your name, Nan General or Huang General don't sound good either. I've got it! Your name has the character 'Fei' (Flying) in it, so how about I call you Flying General?"

"Flying General?" Nan Feihuang was stunned. This was indeed a title that suited his heart, but...

There are not many in history who could bear the name of Flying General, and each was a man of great talent. During the reign of Emperor Wu of Han, there was the Flying General of Longcheng, Wei Qing, and the Flying General, Li Guang. At the end of the Han Dynasty, there was the Flying General, Lv Bu. At the end of the Tang Dynasty, there was the Regional Military Governor of Yanmen, Li Keyong, who possessed divine military strategy, was born with loyalty, and excelled in both schemes and martial arts; his conduct as a subject matched his original heart. He killed enemies with his own hands and always led the charge in battle; he could be called a man of great talent, and he earned the name Flying General.

After that, there was Yang Ye of the Yang family generals.

Which of these was not a great general? Therefore, Nan Feihuang hesitated.

"What's wrong? Do you not like me calling you that?" Seeing Nan Feihuang not replying, Dugu Bo asked suspiciously.

Nan Feihuang shook his head. "No, Old Poison, I like this title very much. It's just that, as I am now, I seem unable to bear the name of Flying General."

"Hmph, although I don't know what the two words 'Flying General' mean to you, someone who aims to be the world's number one divine general saying they cannot bear a nickname named after a general—such low self-esteem and lack of determination, I think your dream is just talk." Dugu Bo's words carried disappointment.

Nan Feihuang was suddenly awakened. Dugu Bo was right. Even if he could never compare to the aforementioned famous generals, he had the confidence to surpass all generals on the Douluo Continent. When that time came, what concerns would he have about the name of a Flying General of the Douluo Continent, and why would he be afraid to bear it?

"Old Poison, you are right. I have grand ideals, so I shouldn't be self-deprecating. I accept the name Flying General."

Hearing this, Dugu Bo said with satisfaction, "Haha, that's more like it. Then from now on, I am Old Poison, and you are Xiaofeijiang. Let us address each other like this, one old and one young, hahaha..."

After finishing, Dugu Bo laughed and left.

No one knew that the nickname of the future world-renowned Flying General, Nan Feihuang, was actually given so playfully by Dugu Bo.

"Alright, before Old Poison returns, I must prepare to detoxify. Let me see." Nan Feihuang searched around and soon found a white herb near the Ice Spring.

The top of that white herb looked like a large white flower, octagonal in shape, with the center shimmering like ice crystals. It emitted no fragrance, and its location was exactly at the center point on one side of the Cold Extreme Yin Spring.

Without the slightest hesitation, Nan Feihuang swung his Fangtian Halberd, while simultaneously using North Star Immortal Trace to retreat rapidly, pulling back more than ten meters away.

Where the halberd blade swept, the large octagonal white flower fell to the ground among the other herbs. In an instant, a chill permeated the air, and a thin layer of white frost covered the surrounding herbs.

This herb was the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass that Tang San consumed in the original work. It was also an Immortal Grade Herb, but it contained peerless deadly poison; if consumed directly, one would surely die from cold poison attacking the heart.

But once this herb is consumed in combination with another, it can exert astonishing effects.

Nan Feihuang turned to the other side. In the center of the Fire Spring was a plant that was fiery red all over; that was the Blazing Apricot Delicate. It was the complete opposite of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and belonged to the fire-attribute poisonous Immortal Grade.

This time, Nan Feihuang did not use the Fangtian Halberd, because according to the Dunjia Heavenly Book, one must use a jade weapon to harvest this herb.

Nan Feihuang quickly took out a Jade Dagger from his Glorious Seizing Belt. Since he had long anticipated coming to this Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, all relevant preparations had naturally been completed long ago.

He threw the dagger, cutting the Blazing Apricot Delicate in one stroke, and simultaneously channeled his soul power to draw both herbs over. However, Nan Feihuang did not touch them with his hands, because he could not withstand the fire poison and ice poison at his current level.

These two herbs landed on the ground in front of Nan Feihuang. At this moment, their previously extreme cold and extreme heat auras suddenly vanished.

This was because the two plants restrained each other, and this was the only opportunity to consume them. Nan Feihuang did not hesitate; he picked up the two herbs and stuffed them into his mouth at the same time.

These two Immortal Grade herbs melted upon entering his mouth. Aside from a bit of dirt, the taste was actually quite sweet and fragrant.

Subsequently, two rays of light, one red and one blue, flashed simultaneously on Nan Feihuang's body. Nan Feihuang immediately tore off his clothes, sat cross-legged in the very center of the Ice and Fire Well, and channeled his soul power with all his might to begin absorbing the medicinal power.

The boost these two Immortal Grade herbs gave Nan Feihuang was far greater than what they gave Tang San, because his Ghost God Body was frantically absorbing the Ice and Fire Power to temper his body.

The impact of the two extreme powers of ice and fire made Nan Feihuang extremely uncomfortable. However, such an impact was not enough to affect his spirit; it was only to the extent that he could endure it by gritting his teeth.

At the final moment, Nan Feihuang leaped into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, using the spring water to refine this last portion of medicinal power.

These two herbs were the ones Nan Feihuang had to eat first. Because these body-tempering Immortal Grade herbs, although they did not directly increase soul power, provided the greatest improvement to a Spirit Master's physical fitness, which was related to Nan Feihuang's future cultivation of Twin Spirits.

The Ghost God Body gave Nan Feihuang's body greater potential.

He should be able to consume a third Immortal Grade herb just like Tang San. It was just that compared to the mild Wangchuan Qiushui Dew, which mainly increases spiritual power, Nan Feihuang had the confidence to consume a more potent Immortal Grade herb in the future, such as the Strange Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, Hunyuan Immortal Grass, or Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower.

In order to obtain the strongest physique while significantly increasing his soul power, it was just that when absorbing the third potent Immortal Grade herb, he feared that even Nan Feihuang would be in great pain from the pincer attack of the three Immortal Grade medicinal powers.

After all, not all Immortal Grade herbs possessed the ability to neutralize other medicinal powers like the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng; most Immortal Grade medicinal powers would only clash.

Therefore, in the vast majority of cases, a person can generally only consume one Immortal Grade herb.

Nan Feihuang had always believed that compared to various intricate and exquisite moves, the most important thing was the depth of one's soul power.

In the future, as long as his soul power was deep enough and his physique strong enough, a single swing of his halberd would have the power to split mountains and break seas. At that time, if he were to supplement it with exquisite moves, it would be the icing on the cake, and that would be a true divine general.

Nan Feihuang had long planned for his future. In order to walk this path well, no matter how difficult it became later, he would strive to endure it.

(End of chapter)