CHAPTER 385 THE ALLUREMENT

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 Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

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.

Darren did not stop him as he intended to lure the purple-robed rule cultivator away from the Medicine

Pavilion. Naturally, he was prepared for the rule cultivator to take the Divine Spirit Fruit. He was sure

that he would take it back soon.

"What are you doing? I am a senior apprentice while you are just a junior one. So, I think this would be

more helpful to me than that to you. Don't you think?"

While the purple-robed rule cultivator held the Divine Spirit Fruit in his hand and appreciated its power,

the thin and withered old man beside him looked unhappy. He demanded that the purple-robed rule

cultivator surrender the fruit to him. The purple-robed rule cultivator bowed and passed the Divine Spirit

Fruit. "My apologies. It is all yours!"

"It appears that you know your place, after all! Here, this Heavenly True Fire Formula is your reward,"

the thin old man remarked as he took the Divine Spirit Fruit and tossed the purple-robed rule cultivator

an aged book. The purple-robed rule cultivator had been displeased when asked to hand over that fruit.

However, he cheered up when he saw the compensation offered by the old man. Clearly, that formula

was of great value.

Darren was in a dilemma now. That thin old man was more powerful than the purple-robed rule

cultivator. If the two apprentices stayed together, Darren was unsure whether or not he could defeat

both.

'What should I do now?' Darren wondered.

"This is worth two hundred thousand ink stones. Take it and get out of my sight!" the purple-robed rule

cultivator ordered as he threw a card of ink stone at Darren.

"What? Is my hearing playing tricks on me? Two hundred thousand? Thank you so much!" Darren

exclaimed as he acted deeply surprised. After moments of contemplation, Darren decided to lure the

purple-robed rule cultivator into his trap regardless of whether that powerful old man would follow or

not.

"What a naive and puny creature!" the purple-robed rule cultivator commented contemptuously.

Darren appeared deferential as he gave a palm-fist salute. He murmured as he turned to leave, "Had I

known that this fruit was worth this much, I would have taken the other two from that cliff. However,

those diabolic beasts were too strong. Perhaps it is unwise to risk my life for it. After all, what could

possibly be worth more than one's life?"

Darren signed as he began to leave.

"Stop right there!" the purple-robed rule cultivator shouted, once again ordering Darren to stop.

Darren's heart skipped a beat. The rule cultivator had played right into his hand. After all, this was a

once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. There was no way that he would let such magic fruit slip by and do

nothing. This had been Darren's plan all along. The purple-robed rule cultivator's fate was sealed the

second he demanded that Darren stop.

"Yes, sir, is there anything else that I can do for you?"

"What did you just say? Is there more of this kind of fruit?"

"No, no. There are none," Darren answered as he trembled.

"Are you trying to fool me? Then I guess I will have to teach you a lesson!" The purple-robed rule

cultivator moved next to Darren in a flash and was about to slap him with his palm. However, the thin

old man stopped him.

"Ha-ha, relax, young man! We mean you no harm. Tell us where the other Divine Spirit Fruits are, and I

shall reward you handsomely once I get my hands on them. How about a million ink stones as a

reward? All you need to do is lead us there, and we will take care of the rest," the old man was

tempting Darren like one would to a child.

"One million? My apologies, but I have to ask. Do you mean it?" Darren asked as if he were genuinely

shocked.

"Do you have any idea who I am? I do not need to lie to you over just a million ink stones. Just show us

the way!" said the thin old man, looking rather displeased.

He had expected Darren to be so tempted by the value of ink stones that he wouldn't cause trouble.

"Of course, right this way! I will take you there right now. However, the diabolic beasts are quite

powerful. So, please be careful!" warned Darren.

"Cut the chitchat and lead the way! One more word and I will slap you in the face." The purple-robed

rule cultivator was impatient now.

Darren pretended to be scared. He bowed his head, mumbled an apology, and then turned to lead the

two apprentices toward the cliff.

"You are too generous to give a million ink stones to this little prick!" the purple-robed rule cultivator

communicated secretly with his fellow senior apprentice so that Darren could not hear a word.

"Ha-ha, you are still too naive! Do you really think that I would willingly give up so many ink stones to

anyone? After we have found the other Divine Spirit Fruits, it's your job to kill him and save me such a

large amount of money. Ha-ha!" Killing intent flashed through the eyes of the thin old man. However, it

lasted only a second, and no one noticed it.

"Ha-ha, that is what I thought. No problem. I will take care of him for you!" The purple-robed rule

cultivator flashed a flattering smile at his senior cultivator. However, inwardly, he cursed the old man

and called him a cheap bastard. After all, he had to do all the unpleasant work while the old man would

get all the Divine Spirit Fruits. It was so unfair!

Darren's Spirit Power was strong enough for him to eavesdrop on the conversation between his two

companions. Their arrogance stirred killing intent in Darren's heart.

Feigning ignorance of their plans, Darren led the two apprentices to a desolated place that was

hundreds of miles away from the Medicine Pavilion.

"Hey, how far away is it exactly? Do not try to test us!" The purple-robed rule cultivator once again grew

impatient.

"It is only eight hundred miles away now. Relax, sir. I would not dare to fool you!" said Darren in a

flattering tone.

"Fine! Tell me in which direction, and I will fly you there. If you dare to trick me, I assure you that you

will die a horrible death!" the purple-robed rule cultivator warned Darren while preparing to carry

Darren.

"I would do no such thing! It is in that direction." Darren pointed with his finger.

After two hours, Darren and the two rule cultivators had covered thousands of miles of distance.

"Hey, little prick! Where the hell is it? If we are not there in the next fifteen minutes, I will crush your

head with my bare hands!" The purple-robed rule cultivator was on the verge of losing his temper. They

had been flying as per Darren's instructions for hours, and that cliff was still nowhere to be seen.

"It is right over there. The cliff on that mountainside! Put us down on the mountaintop." Darren figured

that it was time. So, he randomly pointed at the first mountain in his sight.

Very soon, the two rule cultivators, along with Darren, landed on the mountain top right next to a cliff.

"Where is it? Where are the two Divine Spirit Fruits you mentioned?"

"They are right there on the cliff. But, they are guarded by powerful diabolic beasts. If the two of you go

down like this, you will most likely be killed," Darren said in a cold and aloof tone, which was completely

different from his behavior earlier.

"What?" The two rule cultivators noticed that something was amiss about this young man.

In the next moment, Darren removed his bronze mask. His expression was ferocious as he glared at

the two rule cultivators. "Even if there are no diabolic beasts, do you really think that you can make it

out of here alive?"

With that said, Darren unleashed his sword intent and blade intent. The purple-robed rule cultivator's

eyes widened when he recognized Darren!