"I'm human! I really am human! I'm not some Chrysanthemum Spirit!"
"Look, I have hands and feet, and I can talk. What kind of medicinal herb looks like this?"
"I know herbology, too! I know about immortal herbs! We can discuss our research!"
At those words, Fa Ma paused. He raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then gave a cold laugh. "Discuss our research?"
"Don't make me laugh."
"According to the ancient texts I've consulted, when high-grade natural treasures take human form, they all possess exceptional intelligence and are extremely skilled at beguiling people. That's how they escape being refined."
"The more you insist you're human, the more it proves how high your grade is!"
"At least Tier 7—no, perhaps even the legendary Tier 8 transformed spirit herb!"
The greed in Fa Ma's eyes grew even more pronounced, as though he were looking at a mountain of gold. "As for your claim that you understand herbs—"
"Heh. You're an herb yourself, so of course you understand yourself."
19 Chrysanthemum Guan: 6
At that moment, he finally understood what it meant for a scholar to meet a soldier and be unable to reason with him.
This was species discrimination! This was cross-dimensional intellectual bullying!
"Enough. No more nonsense."
Holding a small silver knife glowing red from the fire, Fa Ma drew closer step by step. "Because you ran around just now, the medicinal ingredient Old Master Nalan needed nearly ran out."
"To punish you, and to ripen you faster—"
Fa Ma pulled a jade bottle from his robes. Inside was a strange purplish-red liquid.
"This is my improved, potent Flower-Forcing Fertilizer."
"I originally planned to use it to ripen that pot of Nine-Leaf Lingzhi. Unfortunately, the medicinal properties were too fierce, and the Lingzhi