In fact, it was almost exactly so. As the Incarnation Vessel cultivated by the Flower God for fifty years, Little Grass possessed a plentiful supply of Plant Essence within her. Moreover, the level of this Plant Essence was particularly high; even if she didn't actively use it, the mere dispersion of energy would stimulate the plants to grow rapidly.
Thus, in just a short span of half a month, Villa No. 8's yard was covered in a variety of plants—there were small trees just reaching the courtyard wall, weeds as tall as a person, and wildflowers swaying by the roadside.
Upon entering Villa No. 8 and heading upstairs, Little Grass was squatting next to Strong Plant, tilting her head and quietly observing it. She was clearly quite happy, as the two tender buds on her head gently swayed back and forth.
"Little Grass."
