After Transmigrating Into The Book, The Villain Only Wanted To Destroy The World - Chapter 8

“Mo Rubai,” Shen Zhiwei said, paying no heed to the person clinging to his arm. Instead, he stared at the youth on the ground and asked sternly, “Did you truly not steal the Soul Grass?”

Mo Rubai was stunned. Had Immortal Lingzhi not said that catching a thief required evidence? Why was he asking again now?

“I did not!” Mo Rubai looked up, his eyes filled with determination. “Junior Uncle, I absolutely did not steal your Soul Grass!”

“Oh?” Murong Baili spoke up. He sauntered over, crouched down before Mo Rubai, and sniffed the air. A faint smile appeared on his face. “Little brother, lying is not good. You clearly smell of the Soul Spirit Flower.”

Was Immortal Lingzhi determined to frame him? Mo Rubai’s expression shifted. His master was not a man who lacked discernment; if there had been no evidence, why would he have brought him to Immortal Lingzhi? It must have been that the Immortal had said something to his master. Ironically, the man had even sanctimoniously fed him a bowl of porridge earlier. Mo Rubai felt nauseated.

“What, are you dissatisfied?” Murong Baili huffed. “My nose has never been wrong. You may not have stolen the grass, but you definitely stole and ate the flower!”

Murong Baili had been born into a prominent family of apothecaries; he had seen more rare herbs since childhood than most people had seen in their entire lives. He turned his head and winked at Shen Zhiwei with a seductive gaze. “My love, am I right?”

Shen Zhiwei looked at Murong Baili with suspicion. Why was he confirming Mo Rubai’s guilt? Should he not be falling in love with Mo Rubai at first sight, to the point of sacrificing his life for him? Why did Murong Baili seem to be currying favor with him now?

Shen Zhiwei composed his expression and said sternly, “If you truly stole and ate it, a Soul Spirit Flower will bloom on your wrist in three days. Mo Rubai, if you wish to admit your mistake then, it will be too late.”

“Junior Uncle,” Mo Rubai looked straight into Shen Zhiwei’s eyes. “My master punished me to kneel here because he believed I stole the grass. Why are you talking about three days from now? Should the punishment not have been carried out already?”

Shen Zhiwei laughed. “That is Yuan Jiangning’s rule. But if I find out that you truly stole it, hmph!”

Having left that ominous remark, Shen Zhiwei turned to leave. After a few steps, he looked back at Murong Baili with annoyance. “Why are you still standing there? Follow me!”

Murong Baili replied, “Oh.” What was wrong with this person? Was he treating him like a dog?

Not far away, Xie Longyu and his group had not gone far and had heard every word exchanged between the Immortal and the others.

“I wondered how Mo Rubai had offended Immortal Lingzhi, but it turns out he has sticky fingers!” Xie Longyu said viciously. “He was taken into the inner sect by Elder Yuan at such a young age; he must have stolen countless precious treasures!”

“Senior Brother Xie, what should we do?” a stout boy asked hesitantly. “Elder Yuan is very protective of his disciples. I am afraid…”

“Do you think Immortal Lingzhi does not know we are still here?” Xie Longyu squinted and sneered. “The Immortal is hinting that we should blow this matter up, until even Elder Yuan can no longer protect him!”

Shen Zhiwei retracted his divine sense. He had long anticipated the thoughts of those juniors and had not stopped them.

“Hey, are you truly saving me?” Murong Baili still did not want to believe that Shen Zhiwei, who looked like a treacherous villain, would actually save him.

“I believe that the fact you are alive and well today is the best answer,” Shen Zhiwei said with a forced smile. “Or, do you want me to do something else to you?”

Murong Baili panicked and hurriedly changed the subject. “You seem very dissatisfied with that little nephew, but why did you feed him the Soul Spirit Flower? It is not easy for that grass to bloom.”

Murong Baili had seen through it!

Shen Zhiwei warned, “If you dare say another word, I will pull out your tongue!”

“I will be quiet, I will be quiet,” Murong Baili quickly covered his mouth and retreated a few steps. “I promise to stay silent!”

Mo Rubai remained kneeling. He bit his lower lip so hard it nearly bled. He had only just realized that it was Immortal Lingzhi who had personally ensured he consumed the Soul Spirit Flower. The Immortal did not know his true strength. Even his master believed he possessed Fire Root, when in reality, he possessed the rare dual Wind and Fire Roots. Within a certain range, he could capture the words of others. He should not have been able to hear them from this distance, but he had just been fed the Soul Spirit Flower.