Mo Ying loudly challenged Zhuge Jingwo, something no one had anticipated—not even Zhuge Jingwo himself. They had all assumed that the Black Dragon had ruined his cultivation, so it was only right and proper for him to seek revenge. They had forgotten that his feud with the Black Dragon had begun because he wanted to harvest the Millennium Purple River Grass. Now that very Purple River Grass had grown into human form and turned around to demand an accounting from him. The confrontation was as sudden as it was choking.
Zhuge Jingwo was momentarily speechless. His eldest senior brother, Shentu Hong, stepped forward and said, "Back then, you were still a medicinal herb. Among all living beings, those who can live on plants and abstain from meat already practice kindness of the highest order. Junior Brother Zhuge was gathering herbs to refine pills through Alchemy on our master's orders, which was perfectly just and proper. If you had already taken human form and gained spiritual awareness as you have now, we would never have used you in medicine. We would even have protected you carefully from demons and evildoers."
"What you say does make some sense. Ordinary flowers and grasses can be eaten, but one like me, with spiritual awareness and human form, cannot—is that right?" When Mo Ying saw him nod, he said loudly, "But even then, I already had a little Divine Sense! My body had already developed, with hands and feet complete, just like a baby in its mother's womb! He wanted to kill me to refine pills through Alchemy. How was that any different from you humans slaughtering pregnant women, cutting open their bellies, and forcibly taking their infants' spirits to practice evil arts like mother-and-child Yin Demons?!"
As a medicinal herb, he had not understood