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The Immortality Grass, surrounded by starlike motes of light, seemed to be trying to drive away the curses within this space. The spiritual aura it emitted even lent the air a touch of freshness.
Looking at the Immortality Grass Noah held before him, Zouken Matou kept trembling. It was easy to imagine just how agitated he was.
Zouken Matou did not doubt that the Immortality Grass in Noah's hand was real.
Although he did not know why Noah possessed such a divine object that should only have appeared in the Age of Gods, the spiritual aura emanating from the Immortality Grass stirred an instinctive longing within Zouken Matou.
It was the manifestation of Zouken Matou's decaying soul yearning for renewed vitality.
Zouken Matou's instincts told their master—
He needed that Immortality Grass.
That Immortality Grass was absolutely a genuine elixir of eternal youth and immortality.
That fact left Zouken Matou both exhilarated and resentful.
There was no need to mention his excitement. It was something Zouken Matou had pursued for years, something he dreamed of obtaining. Now that it stood right before him, how could he possibly not be excited?
As for the resentment, it was directed at Noah.
"This Old Woman has dreamed of obtaining something like this for centuries, yet a brat who has not even lived twenty years possesses it..." Zouken Matou said darkly.
"How did you obtain that Immortality Grass?"
"How I got it has nothing to do with you, does it?" Noah replied mockingly.
"You only need to know that the thing you have always dreamed of is in my hands now."
"Heh..." Zouken Matou's voice rose sharply.
"And then? Why did you take out