Seeing how confident Grass was, Chen Lin did not stop her.
He also wanted to know whether her strength had increased or decreased after her revival, and even more than that, he wanted to see what form she had now.
"All right, but you must be careful."
Chen Lin was still somewhat worried. He held the Red-Haired Fine Needle ready in his hand, prepared to help at any moment.
Then he felt the Thunder God Sword inside him tremble, and a phantom image flashed out.
Its outline resembled Grass, but it was extremely hazy.
Before he could get a closer look, it lunged straight onto the sword grass.
At once, sword qi that pierced the heavens erupted from that sliver of green.
Its aura was so terrifying that Chen Lin, several yards away, retreated several steps. His body, soul, and intent all suffered some degree of damage!
Chen Lin's expression changed drastically.
He had never imagined that such a nearly invisible stalk of sword grass could unleash such tremendous power.
He hurriedly circulated his innate power to resist the invading sword qi, while pushing forward against the pressure to check on Grass.
Grass had only just awakened. He could not let her be injured again.
But before he could approach, the terrifying sword qi abruptly vanished.
Immediately afterward, a light flashed where the sword grass stood, and Grass's frail figure appeared.
This time, she was no longer a hazy phantom image, but had a body exactly like her old one!
Joy appeared on Chen Lin's face, and he strode over.
"You've recovered?"
He took Grass's small hand and felt for her warmth.
His heart immediately sank.
There was not a trace of warmth in her palm.
She had merely reconstructed her form, without restoring her former flesh-and-blood body.
Grass looked