God Level Farmer In Another World

Chapter 89: Blue Silver Binding!

The old mage, Merlin, sneered:

"Aren't they just a few wealthy officials? What are you afraid of?

Just kill them, and that's that. Now, come down here."

Willard Smith was momentarily stunned, then obediently returned to the bath.

His anxiety starkly contrasted with the old beggar's calm demeanor.

In disbelief, Willard asked:

"But… but they're the director of public security and the head of the security bureau. Kill them?"

Merlin looked up at the ceiling:

"Did you think the path of magic was peaceful and tranquil?

Practicing magic is a path of bloodshed.

You seize sanctuaries, treasures, and even companions—it's no different from wild beasts.

If you can't even kill two government officials, you might as well stop practicing with me."

Willard's lips moved, bitterness filling his face:

"But… I'm no match for them."

Then, with a hopeful gaze, he said:

"If Master steps in, it would be extraordinary!"

Merlin scoffed:

"Kid, bear your own burdens and don't think of using your master for everything."

Willard quickly explained:

"I really can't beat them! I mean no disrespect, Master!

I only wish to practice earnestly with you!"

Merlin pretended to ponder.

After a pause, he spoke in a solemn tone:

"Actually, helping you defeat them isn't that difficult, but…"

Hearing that his master had a way to make him stronger than Welma and the others, Willard was overjoyed and quickly said:

"Master, even if it means becoming a demon or a beast, I'll do whatever it takes to become strong enough to defeat them!"

Merlin stared intently at Willard and asked:

"Even if the path of magic becomes harder from now on, are you still willing?"

Willard nodded solemnly:

"I am willing!"

Merlin continued:

"Even if it means leaving countless bodies in your wake, are you still willing?"

A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Willard's eyes:

"I am willing!"

Merlin sighed and, with a flick of his hand, conjured a green plant, almost like a magic trick.

It looked neither like a flower nor a herb.

This was Alexander's Blue Silver Grass!

As for how the old mage conjured it, well, it was related to his profession.

Could a charlatan not have a few tricks up his sleeve?

The old mage brought the Blue Silver Grass to Willard and said:

"This plant is called Blue Silver Grass, a magic herb from Mt. Everest.

It sprouts once every hundred years and matures over a thousand. By consuming it, you'll gain great power.

But beware, relying on external help will severely hinder your insight. It's a pity!"

Willard's eyes were filled with longing.

He could feel the energy contained within this herb!

The old mage continued:

"I'll give this plant to you.

Remember, anyone who witnesses the power of this magic herb must be killed, or endless calamities will follow!"

The seriousness in Merlin's voice left Willard with a profound sense of awe. He nodded solemnly:

"Rest assured, Master! I will remember your teachings!"

Satisfied, the old mage handed the Blue Silver Grass to Willard.

Willard wasted no time and swallowed it, waiting quietly for the herb's power to take effect.

Just then, a mysterious message appeared in his mind.

[Magic Spirit: Blue Silver Grass (S-Class)]

[Consumes spiritual essence, enabling control of the Blue Silver Grass magic spirit and access to nine primary skills!]

[First Soul Skill]

[Second...]

[... ]

"S-Class?!"

Willard's eyes were filled with delight and shock!

An S-Class awakening? Had his master truly defied the heavens?

Doesn't this mean he's now stronger than Welma?

To receive such a priceless treasure on only their second meeting…?

He stared at the old mage, speechless in astonishment.

Merlin continued, seemingly to himself:

"Using external help makes the path of magic even more arduous, but it's fine.

When I find another heavenly treasure, I'll see if I can refine it to help you."

Willard felt overwhelmed with gratitude.

He tried to kneel, but Merlin stopped him, saying:

"There's no need for such formalities between us.

As a master, I just want my disciple to live well and not be bullied.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have given you the Blue Silver Grass now."

Willard, a grown man in his thirties, couldn't hold back his tears:

"Master! If I ever betray you, may I be cursed with divine retribution!"

Merlin waved his hand dismissively:

"Just go handle your business and leave me some money."

Willard quickly climbed out of the bath:

"Master, I don't have much money, but I do have over a hundred thousand in my account.

I'll use it all to buy you wine!"

"Once I've taken care of this, I'll come find you again!"

With that, Willard Smith bowed three times to Merlin, then turned and left.

Merlin slowly closed his eyes, a peculiar smile appearing on his face:

"My disciple, he has the makings of greatness! Eagle Master didn't see his potential, but I certainly did.

Welma is in for a rough time."

…

Outside the Water Dragon Bathhouse.

Vincent, accompanied by several security officers, lay in ambush inside a black sedan.

One of the officers hesitantly asked:

"Director Vincent, are we really going to kill him?"

Vincent nodded:

"I heard Willard plans to escape, so we have no choice but to kill him.

If he actually gets away, we'll all be in trouble."

The officer, still puzzled, asked:

"Then why didn't we just arrest him when he was at the North District station?"

Vincent smacked the officer's head:

"Stop asking so many damn questions!

Once this is over, I'll make sure you all get promotions and pay raises!"

Hearing that, the officers' eyes lit up with eagerness.

Soon after, Vincent saw Willard exiting the Water Dragon Bathhouse.

Willard still looked like himself, but there was something subtly off about him.

What exactly, Vincent couldn't pinpoint.

But he didn't care. When he saw Willard get into a car and drive away, Vincent urged his men to follow.

No one questioned why they weren't making the arrest immediately.

They all understood this was a dirty job, done off the books.

Willard drove his car all the way to the outskirts, where he finally stopped, stepping out of the driver's seat and shutting the door behind him.

Leaning casually against the car door, he lit a cigarette.

The wind was strong, scattering the smoke before it could even form.

Vincent and his team pulled up shortly after, exiting their vehicles as well.

Vincent barked:

"Willard! I knew you'd try to run!

It's a good thing I anticipated this and tailed you in advance!"

Willard turned and asked:

"If I was running, why would I stop here?"

Then he suddenly grinned:

"Guess why I stopped?"

Vincent sneered:

"Why'd you stop? Planning to turn yourself in?

Keep dreaming!

You know too much, Willard. You shouldn't be alive."

Willard dropped the half-smoked cigarette, crushing it under his foot:

"Alright then, come and kill me."

Willard's unexpected defiance made Vincent uneasy.

Vincent's expression shifted as he ordered his subordinates:

"Take him down!"

These officers weren't strangers to bloodshed; killing was second nature to them.

They drew their standard-issue weapons, closing in on Willard.

Just then, a fierce look appeared on Willard's face, and he roared:

"Blue Silver Bind!"

Eight thick, black vines materialized out of nowhere!

Like serpents, they slithered across the ground, binding the officers before they even had time to react!

Willard's spiritual essence was limited, only reaching the fourth level, allowing him to utilize up to his third soul skill.

The first soul skill, [Bind], was already incredibly powerful for him.

Willard imbued his F-rank talent, [Venomous Strike], into the Blue Silver Grass, amplifying its power.

The officers, ensnared by the Blue Silver Grass, turned pale, foaming at the mouth as the venom took hold.

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