The Is All the Grass’s Fault
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"What? You mean to say that the so-called Three-day Intoxication not only didn't kill me, but it's good for me?" Yun Chujiu's eyes widened, obviously unable to accept it.
"From your pulse, it seems so. Look inside your Dantian!"
Yun Chujiu immediately sat cross-legged on the bed and began to look inwardly. Then, she cried!
The little grass in her Dantian was holding a medicinal pill with two leaves and munching on it!
Damn it! Whose Dantian could grow grass?!
Who had ever seen grass with a mouth? !
Son sob! It was her… It was her!
That grass might have noticed Yun Chujiu's peeping and even shook itself proudly!
Yun Chujiu also noticed that there were threads of black gas in her meridians that were rapidly gathering toward her Dantian before finally being 'eaten' by the grass!