Su Ruan simultaneously restrained her spiritual power to prevent it from being too active while absorbing all the black mist from the small grass.
A sense of fullness came from her brain, seemingly reminding her that she shouldn't "eat" anymore.
Su Ruan gently pressed her lips together and withdrew her spiritual power.
She reached out her hand and pulled out the small grass purified.
The grass was only the length of a finger, but its juice was tender, exuding a faint sweet aroma somewhat reminiscent of the peaches sold within the Federation.
Su Ruan wasn't fond of eating grass, but the sweetness was simply too enticing.
She pinched off a tiny bit of the tender grass and put it in her mouth.
Fresh and juicy, with a hint of peach fragrance.
If she wasn't certain that it was just a piece of grass, she would really think she was eating a peach.
Su Ruan tasted only a small bit before she stopped eating it; instead, she carefully stored it away.
