“Break-Stage Grass!”
General Tiger, who had been completely absentminded, suddenly snapped his head up to look at Ye Fan upon hearing those words.
With a loud thud, he slammed his basin-sized tea cup down onto the table.
“Yes... the Break-Stage Grass. The very same breakthrough grass from the Equality Secret Realm,” Ye Fan said in a calm, unhurried tone.
“You have it?” General Tiger asked blankly.
Ye Fan choked, staring at General Tiger in speechless silence.
I fucking did have it...
Seeing Ye Fan's expression, General Tiger felt a bit awkward.
He had indeed been a bit too abrupt. After all, a precious spiritual herb like the breakthrough grass...
How could Ye Fan, a mere 4th-Rank prince, possibly possess it?
However, he also noticed that this 98th Prince was indeed different from before.
The cowardly aura that used to cling to him was completely gone.
The entire dog had become sharp and keen.
In the past, whenever this boy saw him, his eyes would always dart away.
Now, the way he looked at him actually carried a hint of disdain?
Could he really have been pretending all this time?
And now that the Demon Emperor had betrothed him to his daughter, he was finally dropping the act?
General Tiger stared at Ye Fan, but Ye Fan met his gaze with a deep, unwavering look, without a single hint of evasion.
General Tiger voiced the information he knew. “Didn't the Break-Stage Grass go missing? I heard it was harvested by the disciple of the Grand Elder of the Blood River Demon Sect in the Northern Province. After he died, the Break-Stage Grass vanished along with him.”
They had also sent demons into the Equality Secret Realm back then, but they had all died.
It was only later that they purchased this information in the Northern Province.
Hearing General Tiger's words, Ye Fan's aura suddenly trembled violently.
He recalled the process of being killed by Lu Ming last time.
He recalled that bizarre Golden Core...
It was too bizarre. How could a human's Golden Core detonate and then fully restore itself?
Sensing the fleeting murderous intent that flashed across Ye Fan, General Tiger's heart shuddered.
He never expected this fellow to have hidden himself so deeply in the past.
It seemed he had underestimated him. The “accident” he had prepared for him could wait for now.
His daughter's taste wasn't so bad after all.
By now, Ye Fan had composed himself. He said indifferently, “I know whose hands the Break-Stage Grass is in.”
“What?”
Hearing that Ye Fan knew who had the Break-Stage Grass, General Tiger's breathing grew ragged, and he cried out in utter disbelief.
“The Break-Stage Grass is in the hands of a man named Lu Ming.”
Without wasting any words, Ye Fan directly pulled out a portrait of Lu Ming.
General Tiger stared at the portrait in Ye Fan's hand, which depicted a young human cultivator. “He's the one who killed the eldest disciple of the Blood Refining Demon Lord?”
“Yes...”
“How do you know that?”
“I have my sources,” Ye Fan replied cryptically, keeping his hands clasped behind his back.
General Tiger's eyes flickered. This fellow really did have some tricks up his sleeve.
“Why are you telling me this news?” General Tiger asked, puzzled.
He knew that in this world, there were no benefits given without a reason.
He certainly didn't believe it was because Ye Fan fancied his daughter.
The Break-Stage Grass was simply too precious—it was a spiritual herb capable of raising a cultivator's strength by an entire major realm.
Ye Fan turned to look at General Tiger. Instead of answering the question, he said, “When you think about it, everything we do is for the sake of raising our cultivation and ascending to the Immortal Realm...”
General Tiger nodded. That much was true.
But for a mere 4th-Rank demon beast like you to say such things, isn't it a bit too unrealistic?
Ascension is still a lifetime away for you...
At this moment, Ye Fan's voice rang out again: “If you were given a chance to ascend to the Immortal Realm, would you rather ascend, or would you rather remain in this lower realm as a Demon Emperor?”
The reason Ye Fan had approached General Tiger was because he realized he had been far too overconfident in the past, believing he could face everything on his own.
But after being killed by Lu Ming time and time again, he had decided to learn to lower himself and make use of these native resources!
“Ascend to the Immortal Realm, without a doubt!” General Tiger replied without a second thought.
Fucking hell, if I could ascend to the Immortal Realm, who would want to be the Demon Emperor? Even a dog wouldn't want to do that!
Then, Ye Fan pointed at the portrait of Lu Ming and said, “You are currently at the 6th-Rank of cultivation. If you can obtain the Break-Stage Grass, you can directly break through to the 7th-Rank. At that point, you will be the number one powerhouse of the demon race...”
Hearing Ye Fan's words, General Tiger stared at Lu Ming's portrait, greed flashing in his eyes.
The 7th-Rank! That was equivalent to the human Mahayana Stage. One step further, and he would ascend to the Immortal Realm.
Just thinking about it made his blood boil with excitement!
“But I have no idea where this Lu Ming is right now. By the time I find him, who knows if the Break-Stage Grass will still be in his possession?”
“I know where he is.”
Hearing Ye Fan's words, General Tiger's eyes widened. “You're willing to tell me?”
Ye Fan looked at General Tiger. “Partner with me, and I will make sure you ascend to the Immortal Realm with me. You need to look at the bigger picture.”
Hearing this, General Tiger was once again a bit speechless. Come on, do you take me for a child?
You expect a 6th-Rank general like me to follow you just for a piece of information?
Besides, there's no guarantee the news you're sharing is even true.
“Where is this Lu Ming now?” General Tiger asked.
Ye Fan's eyes flickered. “I suspect he is among the monkeys following behind Big Yellow, who returned today to claim his lineage!”
“What? A monkey!”
General Tiger looked shocked and glanced back at the portrait.
Could it be a disguise?
It was indeed much simpler for a human to disguise themselves as a monkey.
However, earlier today, his attention had been entirely occupied by the selection of the Crown Prince, Big Yellow's return to claim his lineage, and the young master of the Tyrant Tiger clan.
He hadn't paid much attention to the monkeys behind Big Yellow.
Whether it was him or not, he would find out as soon as he went to check!
Right at that moment, Ye Fan raised his hand, and a jade slip materialized in his palm.
“Inside this is an immortal-grade technique...”
Looking at the jade slip in Ye Fan's hand, General Tiger stared at him in utter shock.
An immortal-grade technique?
The technique he currently practiced was merely a mid-grade high-tier technique, yet it had already brought him to his current heights.
If he could obtain the Break-Stage Grass and had an immortal-grade technique on top of that, wouldn't his ascension to the Immortal Realm no longer be a dream?
At this thought, General Tiger's hand trembled as he took the jade slip from Ye Fan.
Sweeping it with his divine sense, he found that it was indeed a low-grade immortal technique...
“Please put your mind at ease, 98th Prince. If you have any commands in the future, just say the word...”
Ye Fan nodded. “Once I return, I will gather some materials and see if I can forge a top-grade magical artifact for you.”
Since this was the lower realm, it was fundamentally impossible to forge an immortal-grade magical artifact.
Without immortal-grade materials, he could only see if he could forge a top-grade magical artifact!
Hearing Ye Fan's words, General Tiger's eyes widened once more...
It seemed he was truly about to soar to greatness this time!
Rate on N.U.
