Hearing his question, Danchun's slender body jerked like a white rabbit flushed out by a fearsome predator. Her hair bristling with fright, she swung her head towards him, staring at him with extreme apprehension on her face. But very quickly, her facial muscles relaxed and she countered by smiling innocently,
"Do you expect me to grow a certain plant or cereal, My Lord? If you've got the seeds, I do have the fundamentals of it even if it's not my field of expertise."
"Tsk, don't play dumb with me." Ikaris scowled with disdain. "Let me tell you what I think and you tell me if I'm wrong, okay? You must have been a decent cultivator in the world you came from. When you were in a pretty desperate situation, a white lightning bolt fell from the sky and struck you. Then you found yourself here, younger and deprived of your powers.
