Chapter 15: Reviving the Dead, Regrowing Flesh and Bone
Inside the meeting hall of the Nine Heart Begonia Clan—
only Dugu Bo and Ye Qingyu remained.
As for Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, they had already been sent away.
Once the two girls left, Dugu Bo didn't waste time.
"Madam Ye, I came today because I need your help with something."
Ye Qingyu replied:
"Please speak freely, Senior. You've helped us greatly—if there's anything I can do, I won't refuse."
Dugu Bo's expression turned somewhat awkward.
"It's… a bit hard to say. I've dealt with poison my entire life… yet I ended up being poisoned by my own toxin. Quite ridiculous, isn't it…"
Ye Qingyu looked at him in disbelief.
"Poisoned? Senior… you're not joking, are you?"
Everyone knew—
Dugu Bo was the most famous poison-type soul master in the entire soul master world.
His Jade Phosphor Serpent martial soul stood at the peak of poison attributes.
For someone like him to be poisoned—
was like a swimmer drowning.
Dugu Bo snorted.
"Do I look like I'd joke about something like this?"
"I came to ask whether your Nine Heart Begonia Clan has any way to deal with the poison in my body."
Before, he had never told anyone about his condition.
Partly due to pride—
and partly because he had no hope.
Now, although he had a method to detoxify himself using immortal herbs—
there was a problem.
His cultivation might drop drastically.
If there were another way—
he didn't want to lose the soul power he had painstakingly cultivated.
"Let me take a look…"
Ye Qingyu gently placed her hand on his wrist.
Her soul power flowed into his body.
After a long moment—
she withdrew her hand, frowning deeply.
"Senior Dugu… forgive me for asking, but… have you been poisoned for many years?"
She hadn't expected it to be this severe.
Her soul power had circulated through his body—
and had been contaminated by the poison, unable to return cleanly.
Dugu Bo nodded slowly, his expression dim.
"Yes… many years."
Ye Qingyu couldn't imagine the pain he had endured.
Nor could she understand why the poison hadn't erupted yet.
At this level of accumulation—
it should have already exploded.
(The reason, of course, was the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, whose energies suppressed the poison.)
"Senior Dugu," she said gently,
"Our Nine Heart Begonia not only heals injuries, but also has a purification effect. It can detoxify to some extent."
"Let me try and see if it works on you."
As she spoke—
a pink begonia flower slowly formed in her hand.
White and pink petals intertwined, elegant and radiant.
Vines and leaves flowed gracefully, swaying like soft silk in the wind—
like a gentle lady hiding behind her hair.
This was her martial soul—
Nine Heart Begonia.
At the same time—
seven soul rings appeared around her:
Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black.
Though she looked only in her thirties—
she was actually over forty.
Yet reaching Soul Sage level at that age—
proved her remarkable talent.
Without hesitation—
her soul rings lit up one after another.
A rich fragrance filled the hall.
Then—
a beam of white light descended from above.
It took the shape of a petal, slowly falling.
Before the first petal landed—
another followed.
Then another.
As each petal fell—
they merged together.
Growing larger and larger.
One petal became two.
Two became more—
layering, fusing—
until finally—
with the seventh petal—
they formed a complete, radiant white flower.
It looked identical to her Nine Heart Begonia—
except it was missing two petals.
At that moment—
Ye Qingyu's face turned pale.
Dugu Bo watched with slight amazement.
The Nine Heart Begonia truly was extraordinary.
No matter how many soul rings it had—
it only possessed one ability:
Healing.
And because of that—
its healing ability surpassed all others.
"Reviving the dead, regrowing flesh and bone"—
was not entirely an exaggeration.
At the very least—
regrowing flesh and bone was absolutely possible.
But such power came at a cost—
the user's own life force.
Though Ye Qingyu appeared calm—
only she knew what she had sacrificed.
"Go!"
She gave a soft shout.
The flower spun as it flew into Dugu Bo's body.
Buzz—
The moment it entered—
even the air seemed to hum.
The white flower dissolved into light—
completely enveloping him.
"Mm…"
A warm current flowed through his entire body.
The sensation was so soothing that Dugu Bo couldn't help but let out a low sound.
It felt like being immersed in a warm ocean.
As the energy flowed—
all the hidden injuries accumulated over the years were healed.
Even the poison in his body—
seemed to melt slightly like snow under sunlight.
But compared to the vast amount within him—
this purification was insignificant.
As the white light enveloped him—
Dugu Bo fell into a meditative state.
Ye Qingyu, pale-faced, quietly sat down cross-legged.
While guarding him—
she began to recover her own energy.
Time passed silently.
Both remained in meditation.
The hall fell into complete stillness.
Outside—
a bright moon hung high in the sky.
Cold silver light blanketed the earth.
All was quiet—
save for the distant sounds of insects and birds.