Calling out to Gu Sheng, Lan Yao excitedly asked, "Gu Sheng, is this Hundred Ghost Grass that you planted?"
Gu Sheng was stunned when he heard this.
"Hundred Ghost Grass? What's that?"
After he spoke, Lan Yao was also stunned.
"Well, there are quite a few in your yard, aren't these planted by you?"
Leaning over to take a look, Gu Sheng shook his head, "I don't recognize it. It's not something I planted; it grew on its own. Only the patch of meticulously tended herbs was planted by me."
Turning to look, Lan Yao gently furrowed his brows.
"So you're saying the ordinary herbs were planted by you, and these few valuable Hundred Ghost Grass grew naturally?"
"Valuable? Is this thing rare?"
"Of course! Our Elf Clan tried to plant them, but each time they failed when trying to split the petals, and ended up with a single stalk growth which was valueless. Look at yours, though it's a small one, it has already split into three petals, and is quite valuable!"
"And those?"
