"Hmm?"
Bai Mo sat at the dining table, nibbling on the taro paste bean filling nut bun in his hand, and slowly reminisced. The more he thought about it, the more he felt he might have guessed the truth!
"Back in the Cyan Moon Pill Palace, there were clearly multiple kinds of Super Immortal Grass seeds.
"But records of large-scale cultivation mention only a few types.
"Perhaps, for them, the Immortal Qi produced by different grasses was only classified by field, not by the grass itself?
"The previous look at the Great Immortal Technique 'Purple Dragon Climb' documents didn't mention Immortal Qi types?
"The Great Immortal Technique 'Qinghua Rain' from the myriad Fallen Immortals also never mentioned Immortal Qi types?"
Bai Mo hadn't given it much thought before, but now when he intentionally recalled, he suddenly noticed inconsistencies.
"Uh, okay then."
He smacked his lips, took a bite of the big bun, dipped it in some sour celery sauce, and felt quite gloomy.
