Chapter 233: Fake Compromise

I always felt that it lacked some euphemism and implicitness, some warmth and sincerity, and seemed too straightforward and blunt, not so pleasant to hear.

However, Shen Lang did not take these details to heart.

All he could think about was how he could find an excuse to go to the Baicao Garden again to explore the precious Soul-Separating Immortal Grass, or to get useful words from Bai Batian without leaving any trace. Various ideas kept interweaving and colliding in his mind.

Just as he was thinking hard, he did not expect that this great opportunity would suddenly come.

Therefore, Shen Lang did not deliberately put on airs. Without saying a word, he raised his foot and followed Bai Jingfeng without hesitation.

Bai Jingfeng was a simple-minded tiger. When he saw Shen Lang's smooth face and no hair, he was very suspicious and distrusted him.

But now, Bai Xiaoqing has taken the detoxification pill refined by Shen Lang and sobered up.

Bai Jingfeng's attitude towards Shen Lang changed 180 degrees. He was full of admiration and kept talking all the way.

Shen Lang completely ignored Bai Jingfeng's chattering and just pretended to listen on the surface.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he quietly asked: "Apart from the Baicao Garden, are there any other places for growing spiritual plants in your White Tiger Clan?"

"I have carefully looked at the eighth-grade detoxification pill recipe. Some of the medicinal materials mentioned on it are not found in the Baicao Garden. So, where did you get these rare medicinal materials?"

Shen Lang's eyes seemed casual, but he was actually staring at Bai Jingfeng, not missing any slight changes in his expression.

Bai Jingfeng didn't realize that Shen Lang was asking about the secrets of their clan. In his opinion, it was normal for an alchemist to be interested in spiritual plants.

So, Bai Jingfeng told Shen Lang very straightforwardly and without any defense:

"The reason why we call the back mountain a forbidden area is not just because there is a spirit pond there. In fact, the more reason is that there is a mysterious secret space in the back mountain."

"It is said that it is the clan inheritance left by the ancient mythical beast. Among the children of each generation, only the clan leader and the young clan leader are qualified to enter and exit freely."

Bai Jingfeng's expression was very natural, without any intention of hiding anything.

"Has your elder brother been in there?" Shen Lang asked hurriedly.

"Of course!" Bai Jingfeng answered without hesitation.

"Some of the rare medicinal materials on the pill recipe should be picked by my elder brother from the secret space with great effort. My elder brother is the young clan leader, and it is his privilege to enter and exit there."

When Bai Jingfeng said this, there was a trace of pride on his face.

Shen Lang suddenly realized that the Baicao Garden of the White Tiger Clan was obviously not something that could be easily established in a short period of time.

It is very likely that it took several generations of tigers, or even more than a dozen generations of tigers, to gradually develop into such a large-scale and spectacular appearance.

At the very beginning, perhaps it was the patriarch of the White Tiger Clan who picked some spiritual plants and medicinal materials that were extremely rare in the outside world from the unknown secret space.

With the grand idea of ​​planting them on a large scale in the outside world to benefit the entire clan.

And this Soul-Separating Immortal Grass may have been inadvertently taken out of the secret space at that time.

However, no one noticed its existence, and it was left unattended in the Baicao Garden, growing silently on its own, as if forgotten in a corner by time.

In this case, there is a high possibility that there is more than one Soul-Separating Immortal Grass in the mysterious secret space of the White Tiger Clan.

Shen Lang's interest in the secret space soared to the peak like a surging tide at this moment.

One man and one tiger, in this conversation, they hurriedly arrived at the gathering place of the White Tiger Clan.

The houses here are scattered and surrounded by mountains and forests, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Bai Batian stood at the door early to welcome Shen Lang. When he saw Shen Lang, his slightly worried face immediately bloomed with a light and sincere smile.

He stepped forward quickly, his eyes full of gratitude, and said sincerely: "Master Shen, thanks to your magical elixir, my father has woken up."

"It's just that he has been poisoned for too long, his body has suffered great damage, and his cultivation has also dropped. He has some concerns in his heart, worried that people with ulterior motives will see the clues, thus bringing unnecessary trouble to the tribe, so it is really inconvenient to come out to greet you, and I hope you can forgive me."

As Bai Batian said, he clasped his fists and bowed deeply to Shen Lang, his expression full of apology and respect.

After all, during the difficult time when Bai Xiaoqing was poisoned, Bai Batian, in order to stabilize the situation, said that Bai Xiaoqing would practice in seclusion for a long time and try his best to reach the unattainable tenth level.

If Bai Xiaoqing showed up now, his realm would not improve as expected, but would decline unexpectedly. This would undoubtedly easily arouse others' prying and suspicion.

Those who have ill intentions and covet the power and resources of the White Tiger Clan might take this opportunity to make a fuss, fan the flames behind the scenes, and make trouble, bringing many unpredictable troubles and crises to the White Tiger Clan.

So, after careful consideration, Bai Xiaoqing weighed the pros and cons and simply chose not to show up for the time being.

He decided to recuperate in secret, quietly accumulate strength, and wait for his cultivation to be steadily improved before appearing in the clan in a good state, so as to stabilize the hearts of the clan members and avoid unnecessary turmoil and potential risks.

Shen Lang nodded gently with sympathy, and said gently:

"I can understand, I know the interests involved. I happen to have a pill that can completely repair the injury. Even if the dantian is severely damaged, it can be repaired intact and restored to its original state.

If you have any needs in this regard, as long as the relevant medicinal materials are prepared, I am willing to help your father refine an extremely precious Nine-Turn Nirvana Pill."

Shen Lang's eyes were sincere and determined, which made people trust him.

Shen Lang walked all the way, his mind was immersed in thinking, how to get the Soul-Separating Immortal Grass smoothly without arousing suspicion from others.

Just at this moment, the opportunity came.