The Thief Who Stole the Spirit Herbs

Yun Chujiu cursed angrily, "Listen strange grass, if you continue to show off, I'll cut open my stomach right now. I don't believe that if I throw away my Dantian, I still won't be able to get rid of you!"

The strange grass was stunned for a moment, then its two leaves drooped down and finally stopped.

Elder Qi saw Yun Chujiu's small face and thought that she was afraid, thus, he comforted her. "As long as you strictly follow my instructions, I won't mistreat you! Although you don't have spiritual power, you can still live for a few more decades by taking some life-extending pills."

Yun Chujiu came back to her senses and laughed dryly. "Elder Qi, I'll definitely take good care of these herbs. Don't worry!"

Elder Qi nodded and gave her a few more instructions. He handed Yun Chujiu a jade token before leaving.

After Elder Qi left, the strange grass in her Dantian started to act up again. It kept shouting that it wanted to eat those high-grade herbs.