During the martial soul awakening ceremony, I tested the weakest blue silver grass.
The crowd burst into laughter: "You are a waste, only worthy of farming!"
The son of the city lord showed off the Flame Lion King martial spirit and mocked: "Trash, you're not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"
The next second my Blue Silver Grass undergoes a god-level mutation and turns into the God-Eating Grass Spirit.
The son of the city lord watched in horror as his Lion King spirit was swallowed up by my blades of grass.
"No! My martial spirit... What did you do to me!"
The city lord took action in anger, and the power of the Seven-ringed Soul Saint enveloped the entire place.
But my God-Eating Grass has just started to get hungry.
