Persuading Yue Guan

After thinking about this, Yue Guan gritted his teeth and suppressed the anger and a trace of panic in his heart.

He took a deep, deep breath and exhaled it slowly, trying to calm his violent heartbeat.

Finally, he took some heavy steps, walked to the opposite side of the stone table, and sat down without saying a word.

The cold and hard touch of the stone bench made his restless nerves slightly sober.

His eyes were like hooks, staring intently at the face opposite him that was smiling warmly but could not see through the depth. He squeezed out a cold voice from between his teeth and said:

"So... what do you mean?"

"You might as well... make it clearer!"

He paused, the sarcasm and anger in his tone surged up again, and he said with some sarcasm:

"It's pointless to engage in these unflattering tricks, to peek into people's hearts, to play with illusions..."

As if this was not enough, he leaned forward slightly, as if trying to find flaws in the other person's eyes, and asked in a lower voice, but more pointedly:

"Moreover! The person who brought me here before was also arranged by you, right?!"

"The 'Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum' plant in his hand... I'm afraid, is also a fake fabricated by your illusion!"

"The purpose is to lure me here and fall into your trap?!"

Faced with Yue Guan's barrage of questions and hostility that almost turned into reality, Green-Robed Phantom remained unhurried.

He first used a bamboo tote to gently push the cup of brewed tea in front of Yue Guan, then picked up his cup and brought it to the tip of his nose, as if savoring the dense aroma of tea.

After a moment, he raised his eyes, looked at Yue Guan, and spoke calmly, but the first sentence he uttered caused all the subsequent questions Yue Guan had been brewing to get stuck in his throat:

"That Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum..."

"It's not false."

Phantom didn't pay attention to Yue Guan's changing expression, and continued in a calm tone:

"But a real one...Immortal Herb."

"!!!"

Yue Guan's breathing suddenly stopped at this moment!

Most of his suppressed anger and aggrievedness due to being fooled were released as if a balloon had been suddenly punctured by a needle!

Instead, there was an almost suffocating shock, and an uncontrollable burning desire bursting out from the depths of the soul!

"Really... really?!"

He blurted out almost uncontrollably, with an obvious tremor in his voice. His eyes, which were always seductive or cold, were widened at this moment, locking the phantom's face tightly, trying to find any trace of lying.

However, the other party's expression was too calm.

This kind of calmness is more convincing than any passionate guarantee.

After a brief loss of composure, Yue Guan forcibly gathered his emotions, closed his eyes suddenly, took a deep breath again, and forced himself to calm down.

When he opened his eyes again, the burning heat in his eyes had been forcibly suppressed and turned into a deeper scrutiny.

He leaned back and leaned on the cold chair. His hands were folded on the stone table, but his fingers were twisted together unconsciously.

"So..."

He spoke slowly, his voice much lower and hoarse than before, and every word seemed to be forced out of his chest:

"What is your purpose?"

"He even did not hesitate to use a legendary and real Immortal Herb that has the same origin as my Martial Soul as bait to create such a detailed illusion to lure me here..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a cold light in his eyes, "What I want is nothing but Immortal Herb."

"And what you... are probably planning is much greater than my selfish desires, right?"

Green-Robed Phantom didn't seem surprised by his reaction.

He slowly took a sip of the tea in the cup, letting the slightly astringent and sweet taste melt away in his mouth. He then put down the tea cup and calmly met Yue Guan's scrutinizing gaze.

"Before I answer your question..."

His tone was still calm, and he asked with a guiding tone:

"Can I ask you a question first?"

Yue Guan frowned and did not nod or object. He just used his eyes to signal him to continue.

The phantom's fingers gently stroked the warm cup wall and asked slowly:

"Your Majesty Yue Guan, it has been decades since you joined Spirit Hall and became the elder."

"What have you gained in these years?"

He paused slightly, stared at Yue Guan, and continued to ask with a smile:

"What did you pay for again?"

Yue Guan's face instantly darkened.

This question, like a cold and sharp needle, unexpectedly pierced into a corner of his heart that he deliberately did not touch.

What did you get? Power? Status?

It seems that there is, but in today's environment, this position of power is so illusory.

Resources? After cultivating to level ninety-five, of course he has the support of the Spirit Hall, but the really core things that can change his destiny... such as Spirit Bone, such as the key opportunity to go further, has he obtained it?

What did you pay for?

Loyalty, time, countless times of life and death for the mission of the Spirit Hall, hands stained with blood, and even a gradually lost self, and a hole and fatigue deep in my heart that are increasingly difficult to fill.

Phantom didn't wait for his answer, as if he already knew the answer, he continued to say in that gentle but penetrating voice:

"Your Majesty feels that the current Spirit Hall..."

"Are you still the Spirit Hall that Your Majesty joined voluntarily and had great expectations for?"

He leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice a little, but said clearly:

"As far as I know, Your Majesty and His Majesty Ghost Douluo have served Spirit Hall for many years. They have made outstanding contributions and are ranked as elders. They are the top combat power of the Spirit Hall..."

"However, it seems that even a piece of Spirit Bone... has never really fallen into your hands, right?"

"!!!"

Yue Guan His folded hands were clenched tightly, and his nails almost dug into his palms!

His face, illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, turned livid, and his lips tightened into a pale straight line.

Spirit Bone!

This is the treasure that all high-level Soul Masters dream of. It is a symbol of strength and a reflection of status!

Spirit Hall has Spirit Bone in stock by no means, there may even be quite a few.

But those are either controlled by Pope and used to reward absolute confidants, or they are gathered by those old guys Worship Hall.

He and Gui Mei, seemingly prosperous elders, are always more "tools" than "people" outside of the real resource allocation Core Circle!

This scar, being uncovered by the other party so directly and so lightly, brought not only embarrassment, but also a long-standing resentment!

He was silent and didn't speak.

But the deathly silence and the gloomy expression that could barely be concealed were already the best answer.

Green-Robed Phantom took in his reaction completely and knew that these words had hit one of the most sensitive pain points in the other person's heart.

He no longer continued to press, but leaned back a little, giving Yue Guan some time to digest his emotions. At the same time, he also laid the groundwork for his subsequent words.

For a moment, the only sounds left on the peak were the whine of the mountain wind blowing through the rocks, and the faint sound of the hot water in the copper kettle boiling on the small red clay stove.

After a while, the phantom spoke again. His voice returned to its previous calmness and continued with a hint of meaningful guidance:

"And, Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, this Immortal Herb..."

He deliberately slowed down his speaking speed and looked calmly at Yue Guan's suddenly raised eyes.

"It itself is prepared for Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Yue Guan's heartbeat accelerated again involuntarily.

Phantom paused slightly, giving him a very short digestion time, and then continued to speak slowly:

"Of course..."

"It depends on your Majesty's own... decision."