When Evan Lin returned to the hotel, he didn’t run into anyone else.
The others—Zeng Yuanhan and his group—were probably still at the hospital, while Old Liu and Huang Changtian were likely keeping Qin Zhuo company.
Back in his room, Evan Lin took out the pitch-black Black Spirit Herb.
The herb’s roots were charred black, looking as if it had long since died.
The reason he hadn’t killed Zuo He and the others outright was to find the person who dug up this thing—and to locate that place.
If that place could produce a blood corpse, a ninth-grade spiritual herb, and a dead Black Spirit Herb, there must be more treasures hidden there.
Normally, herbs like the ninth-grade spiritual herb Evan had consumed earlier might be low-grade, but they’re often guarded by some kind of spirit beast.
Sometimes it’s a snake, sometimes a wolf.
It all depends on the potency of the herb’s medicinal effects.
Evan had already been thinking about this issue when bidding for the blood jade.
The blood jade contained extremely strong baleful qi, which meant that place was filled with deadly yin energy—a truly dangerous location.
Generally, the more dangerous a place is, the more things it can produce. There’s no way it would only yield a single ninth-grade spiritual herb.
But the real mystery was this pitch-black Black Spirit Herb in front of him—it didn’t seem to have a trace of spiritual qi.
Evan picked up the herb with his left hand, where a few strands of spiritual qi lingered.
He’d just absorbed that qi from Rachel Liu while she dragged him to the snack street.
Even now, Evan didn’t really understand why Rachel Liu’s body held spiritual qi.
Before, the Soul-Guarding Dragon Mark in his left hand had used spiritual qi to nourish the Brownrock Grass. He wondered if that dragon could use qi to reactivate this herb as well.
Evan muttered to himself, eyes sharp as he stared at the pitch-black herb and began channeling qi through his left hand.
Thin wisps of spiritual qi flowed like steam along his left hand’s meridians, pouring into the pitch-black herb without pause.
But even after all that qi, the herb remained completely lifeless—no movement at all.