Fantasy: I Am the Villain.

Chapter 370 Soul Gathering Grass

Chapter 370 Soul Gathering Grass

"There's no need for that." Bai Ke gently helped Murong Zhan and the other two up with a soft force.

For Murong Zhan and his two companions, this was nothing short of miraculous.

"Young Master is truly a divine being, bestowing upon me the divine medicine. Not only has it fully restored my body, but it has also allowed my cultivation to reach a higher level!" Murong Zhan exclaimed excitedly.

"I don't know how to repay you. If you have any instructions, I will do my best to repay you."

Although this antidote pill was nothing to Bai Ke, for Murong Zhan, the spiritual energy contained within it was enough to allow him to break through to a higher realm.

"Hehe, there's no need for that. It's just a mere antidote pill. Miss Qingqing has accompanied me on my travels for so many days, so consider it a small reward," Bai Ke said casually.

"This..." Murong Zhan never expected that the divine medicine that he found so rare was nothing more than a trivial matter to Bai Ke.

Just as Murong Zhan was about to finish speaking, he suddenly heard a servant call out, "Master."

"Can't you see I'm talking to Young Master Bai? We can discuss this later!" Murong Zhan said sternly.

"Patriarch Murong, there's no need for that. There might be an emergency. There's no need to mention gratitude again," Bai Ke said, waving his hand.

"Well... alright, young master, I won't thank you enough. If you ever need anything from the Murong family in the future, please just let me know," Murong Zhan said.

After saying that, Murong Zhan said to his servants, "If there's anything you need to say, just report it directly. Young Master Bai is not an outsider."

"Yes, sir. Second Master has returned, and he also said he brought news of the Soul-Gathering Grass!" the servant said respectfully.

"What! You mean it's Soul Gathering Grass?" The voice came from Bai Ke, who asked excitedly.

Murong Zhan was about to speak when he was startled by Bai Ke. In his eyes, Bai Ke had always been calm and collected, with an air of otherworldly elegance. Murong Zhan never expected Bai Ke to be so agitated.

Although Murong Zhan was startled, he still said, "Didn't you hear the young master ask you a question?"

"Uh...yes, young master, the second master did indeed say it was Soul Gathering Grass." He answered somewhat timidly.

Murong Zhan asked cautiously, "Does Young Master also need this Soul Gathering Grass?"

"Could it be that you have Soul-Gathering Grass here?" Bai Ke asked, still somewhat doubtful.

"Reporting to you, young master, to be honest, the Soul-Gathering Grass is a legendary spiritual herb, said to have the power to bring the dead back to life. I only announced my search for the Soul-Gathering Grass to treat my injuries," Murong Zhan said slowly.

"Great!" Bai Ke thought excitedly.

Murong Zhan hesitated and said, "It seems that the Soul Gathering Grass is very important to you, young master, but you don't know this, my second brother may not really have any news about the Soul Gathering Grass."

Bai Ke resumed his nonchalant demeanor and said, "It's alright. As long as the Soul Gathering Grass still exists in this world, I will definitely find it!"

“In that case, very well. Young master, come with me and take me to see him,” Murong Zhan said, the last part addressed to the servant.

"Yes."

Murong Zhan thought for a moment and immediately suppressed his newly broken-through cultivation level, using some method that made him appear even weaker.

"Father, what's wrong?" Murong Qingqing asked in confusion.

"Hehe, let's wait and see, let's go." Murong Zhan said like an old fox.

Bai Ke smiled slightly, not minding at all.

In the main hall, a powerful-looking middle-aged man sat on the far left, sipping tea. His cultivation level appeared to be around the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm, so he was undoubtedly Murong Wu.

Upon seeing Murong Zhan arrive, Murong Wu said calmly, "Greetings, elder brother."

However, there was no sign of respect on his face.

However, when he saw Murong Qingqing, there was a hint of unease in his eyes, but no one noticed it.

Murong Wu didn't even glance at Bai Ke, completely disregarding this seemingly uncultivated young man.

Murong Zhan said weakly, "I heard that my second brother has news about the Soul Gathering Grass?"

"Hehe, brother, that's right. I went through a lot of trouble to find out even this little bit of information for you," Murong Wu said with a smile.

"Oh, I'd like to hear the details, Second Brother, please tell me quickly," Murong Zhan said, feigning eagerness.

"To be honest, this Soul-Gathering Grass is in the possession of the current Second Prince, Huangfu Shenghua!" Murong Wu suddenly said.

"If that's the case, then how can I possibly obtain it?" Murong Zhan said, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Hehe, elder brother, then I'll be frank. The Second Prince said that as long as elder brother is willing to betroth Qingqing to him, he is willing to give the Soul Gathering Grass as a congratulatory gift to elder brother!" Murong Wu said with a smile.

"What?" Murong Qingqing was so frightened that her face turned pale. Everyone knew that the Second Prince Huangfu Shenghua was a lecherous man, and countless young girls had been persecuted by him.

"How dare you! The Murong family's ancestral precept forbids participation in any princes' factional struggles. Have you forgotten that? Besides, I will not use Qingqing as a bargaining chip!" Murong Zhan rebuked.

Murong Wu said nonchalantly, "Brother, you're being too serious. How could I violate the ancestral precepts? I'm only thinking of your health! Don't you want to live a little longer?"

"This Soul-Gathering Grass is a treasure that appears only once in a thousand years. If you miss this opportunity, you'll never have another chance. Hehe, that's all I have to say. Brother, think it over carefully." Murong Wu turned and left without looking back.

Murong Zhan's expression suddenly turned cold as he said, "His audacity is growing. I think he is definitely disregarding ancestral precepts and colluding with the Second Prince!"

"Master, what should we do?" asked the old servant surnamed Sun.

"Hmph! Wait!" Murong Zhan said.

The old servant surnamed Sun looked at Murong Zhan with some doubt.

"It's not time yet. I want to see when his true colors will be fully revealed. Heh, he probably doesn't know that not only has my body fully recovered, but I've also reached the Earth-Rank Grand Cultivator level!"

Murong Zhan then respectfully said to Bai Ke, "Young Master, rest assured, even if you need this Soul Gathering Grass, I will certainly do my utmost to assist you."

Murong Qingqing stared intently at Bai Ke, her eyes filled with hesitation.

Bai Ke smiled but said nothing. Once he was certain of the Soul-Gathering Grass's authenticity, he wouldn't care about that damned Second Prince! To him, this place was like the mortal world; anyone who dared to obstruct him would die!

Bai Ke was so happy that he prepared to go back to his room to rest. He had originally planned to return to the Mountain and Sea Realm in a couple of days, but now it seemed that he would have to stay for a while longer.

The Soul Gathering Grass was a pleasant surprise. The sooner he got it, the sooner he could help Elder Lin revive Zhu Yuemin. Of course, Zhao Xueqian was also very important!

Lost in thought, Bai Ke suddenly saw the image of that silly girl taking a blow for him again! His eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he thought to himself: I hope you're not dead yet? I will definitely kill you with my own hands, making you wish you were dead!

"Young Master, are you alright?" Zi'er looked at Bai Ke with fear; Bai Ke's eyes were truly terrifying.