Ah Yin looked up, and all she saw was an utterly unfamiliar scene.
She lowered her head and studied her hands, joy gradually filling her eyes. "I've recovered?! Hao... uh."
The sudden surprise made her ignore the unease in her heart. She had just been about to share her joy with Tang Hao when she abruptly remembered that Tang Hao was not by her side right now, and she was no longer in that cave.
After a brief moment of disappointment, Ah Yin could only suppress the stirring in her heart for now. Her gaze dropped back down to the very ordinary Blue Silver Grass on the ground.
Ah Yin sensed something in her heart and lifted her bare, smooth foot, walking toward the Blue Silver Grass that had given her new life. As her delicate body swayed, at the side of her aqua-blue dress, a pair of soft, pink-white jade legs stirred the soul.
Ah Yin crouched down, her straight legs folding to the side, and reached out to stroke the leaves of the Blue Silver Grass. Her eyes were full of gentleness. "Thank you for helping me, little one."
Through Ah Yin's touch, this Blue Silver Grass seemed to gain intelligence as well, swaying its leaves toward Ah Yin like a child who had received encouragement.
"Hehe."
After her death, Ah Yin had remained in a weakened state, and all her cultivation had been lost. Originally, according to her expectations, even if Tang Hao found a treasured place for her, it would still take quite a long time before she could recover even a tenth or two of what she had once had.
But after she had taken the risk of projecting her consciousness into this Blue Silver Grass, that vast power had directly skipped all the steps