Chapter 385 The Allurement (1/2)
After shouting at everyone present, Darren left the Medicine Pavilion in a calm and unhurried manner as if he had not been affected.
He had no idea whether the noise had caught the attention of the purple-robed rule cultivator. Even though Darren was unsure of whether the purple-robed rule cultivator was in the Medicine Pavilion, he thought it was still worth a shot.
Judging from the deal between the purple-robed rule cultivator and Bryan, the former was an extremely greedy man. If the purple-robed rule cultivator had heard about the Divine Spirit Fruit, he would stop at nothing to get it.
'What is this? I can sense two strange auras here.' Darren felt as though two people were approaching him from behind. Although he was overjoyed when he sensed the rule cultivator's aura, the other aura concerned Darren. He could not estimate the person's power from his aura.
”Hold up, young man!”
At this moment, a commanding voice ordered Darren to stop.
Darren turned to look and found that the purple-robed rule cultivator was the owner of that commanding voice.
A smile danced on Darren's lips. He had not expected to draw out the purple-robed rule cultivator with his trick. However, Darren was lucky as the purple-robed rule cultivator had shown up.
Darren tried to contain his rage and hatred toward the rule cultivator so that he could feign terror and deference in front of him. Since any ordinary martial artist would be scared when in the presence of such a powerful rule cultivator, Darren had to pretend to be afraid. Otherwise, he would be exposed.
”Greetings! How may I be of help to you?” Darren asked while saluting the two men.
”Are you the one that claims to have the Divine Spirit Fruit?” the purple-robed rule cultivator asked coldly.
Although the purple-robed rule cultivator and his fellow apprentice were powerful enough to detect the Divine Spirit Fruit's scent on Darren, he asked with the hope that Darren would surrender the Divine Spirit Fruit willingly, thus saving them the trouble.
”Well......” Darren pretended to be so nervous that he could not utter another word.
”You prick! Just answer our question! Or better, just give it to us. I already know that you have the magic fruit. Why don't you hand it over and avoid trouble? And I will give you ink stone as compensation. How does that sound?” The purple-robed rule cultivator infused strands of his ruling power into his voice. Any other ordinary person would have turned limp and caved in to such power. So, Darren pretended to be astounded. He trembled as he took several steps back.
”Yes, of course! Just take it!” Darren nodded his compliance as he fetched the emerald green fruit.
The purple-robed rule cultivator's eyes flashed with greed. He gripped the air in front of him. Instantly, the Divine Spirit Fruit began to fly toward him, like metal drawn to a magnet.