Hearing Mo Yuqi's words, both Zhou Baye and Sect Master Xiao showed obvious disappointment on their faces. It was clear they believed their chances were slim—the Soul Gathering Grass was just too precious!
There were no more than three in the entire Ancient Martial World. Where on earth did Divine Doctor Lin get it from?
Qin Yu felt a strong longing as well, the Divine Realm! If it weren't for the sake of saving Xiang Weiwei, Qin Yu would have agreed without any hesitation.
But he couldn't be so selfish; he had promised Su Ziyan that he would save Xiang Weiwei!
"The Soul Gathering Grass is indeed precious; if put up for trade, it would definitely drive some old monsters mad! Alas, the Divine Realm is still too far a dream for me. I would rather exchange for something more tangible.
Moreover, an innocent man harbors no guilt; it's the possession of treasure that begets sin. I simply don't have the capability to protect this Soul Gathering Grass."
