I Got Reincarnated as a Weed

At night, the cool breeze blew on the roof.

Zhou Ye’s white robe was fluttering. The bad draw ticket made him very temperamental right now.

He cultivated again for two hours, but his points did not rise so terribly.

After all, it took time for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to recover.

Under normal circumstances, when heaven and earth’s spiritual energy was absorbed in a region, it took time to flow in from the other places.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was like a current of water. Wherever a part of it dried, the surrounding water would rush over and flow to the lower place.

“Status Panel.”

Bloodline: Spiritual Weed (High-Grade Spirit Plant).

Bloodline Ability: Quick Recovery, Strengthening, and Fast Healing.

Cultivation Realm: Mystical Core Early Stage.

Physical Realm: Mid-Grade Spirit Stage 2.

Cultivation Method: Refreshing Emptiness (Consummation).

Mystic Skill: Ten Thousand Wind Leaf (Consummation). Cloud Step(Consummation).

Universal Point: 247.

Draw Ticket: None (+).

With this current Universal Points, there is nothing that I can improve except the shitty draw ticket.

This made Zhou Ye very hurt.

At the same time, he looked at the ‘+’ sign in the draw ticket. He felt a little bit about to move his hand to click it. His hand always felt itchy.

However, he warned himself that he must hold back, or something would happen.

He discovered that the System had a lousy treat to him recently.

Therefore, he wanted to intend the draw ticket from now.

He decided to continue cultivating.

He wanted to gather many Universal Points to improve his bloodline and saw if he has a more useful bloodline ability to use.

As a qualified Spiritual Weed, he thought he should be wise.

Before he back to cultivate, he first observed the flow direction of heaven and earth’s spiritual energy. He found no high cultivator had absorbed a large amount of heaven and earth’s spiritual energy, and then he began to cultivate presumptuously.

Those heaven and earth’s spiritual energy could not be seen by the naked eye. They were continuously sucked into the seal of Zhou Ye’s hands.

Deep in the palace, the ancestors of Qin were also cultivating.

It was difficult to use their own spiritual energy to recover their injury on the soul.

But they had no right solution, for the time being, their body was a bit weak, they could only absorb the spiritual energy to supplement it.

All they could only do is make the seal with their hand and cultivating silently.

Because it was in a severely injured state, it could not mobilize too much spiritual energy in their Dantian, so the suction force produced by the seal was relatively weak.

Around them, much spiritual energy of heaven and earth was absorbed by them.

He was delighted.

But the next moment, when Zhou Ye started to cultivating, their face turned blue.

They looked as the slow-moving heaven and earth’s spiritual energy turned around and flow toward opposite to them when they were about to absorb it.

Hey, turn around!

Fuck, this is too much!

The ancestors were angry, and their eyes breathed fire.

He roared in the darkness.

“Little Weed, can you give this old man some respect?!”

“Especially, are you have humanity!”

The ancestor was dizzy.

He clenched his fist angrily and smashed it against the wall beside him.

….

The next day, in the early morning.

On the horizon, the first ray of morning light penetrated the mist and shone on Zhou Ye.

Zhou Ye moved. He felt a little wet all over.

Something is wrong.

He opened his eyes and looked a little surprised.

“Even if I have transformed into the human form, why is it still the same as before, every morning after getting up, there is more dew on my whole body?”

Zhou Ye was a little at a loss.

After that, he trembled slightly, his body was emitting the white mist, his clothes were dried, and he no longer had that uncomfortable feeling.

In the palace, everyone has woken up.

Lu Xiaoyuan was still a little confused. She walked around, scratched her head from time to time, looked awake, and dazed as if she was looking for something.

“Sister Lu, what are you looking for?” Yaoyao looked at her after searching for several times, but she couldn’t find it.

“Where is Little Spiritual Weed.” Lu Xiaoyuan looked on the ground, scanned the floor with her eyes.

“Isn’t he has transformed?” Yaoyao said strangely.

“Oh, yeah!” Lu Xiaoyuan suddenly.

She remembered that Zhou Ye was transformed yesterday.

She patted her forehead.

“These days, I’m used to getting up to smell the fragrant scent from him, and I forgot about it today…”

With that, she disappeared.

Yaoyao wanted to say, take me with you.

But it was too late.

….

At the palace entrance, Zhou Ye asked Lu Yi, who got up early.

“Is Lu Xiaoyuan got up?” Zhou Ye asked.

“I don’t know?” Lu Yi shook his head. Where did he know whether she got up or not.

“I’m coming!”

Lu Xiaoyuan suddenly appeared beside Zhou Ye.

She grabbed Zhou Ye’s arm and stared at Zhou Ye with green eyes.

Zhou Ye sighed and helplessly released the fragrance scent from his body.

“Suck…”

Lu Xiaoyuan took a deep breath, her expression was deeply infatuated.

“What do you want me to do?” Lu Xiaoyuan raised her head to look at Zhou Ye and asked curiously.

Zhou Ye condensed the fragrance scent from his body, and then said: “Is there a flaw in my Transformation Technique? Why the dew still wet my body in the morning even though I’m in human form?”

Lu Xiaoyuan laughed.

“Human form? You think so much, Little Spiritual Weed.”

“Isn’t it?” Zhou Ye pinched his arm, felt very real because he could feel the pain.

“The Transformation Technique is just deceit.” Lu Xiaoyuan let go of Zhou Ye’s arm, slowly explaining with her two small hands behind her back.

“The Transformation Technique can deceive other people’s vision, intuition, and spirituality. And even yours.”

“In fact, you look like an ordinary human now, but it is just a weed standing in place. You have to recognize this.”

“Is that so?” Zhou Ye took a deep breath, felt a little unacceptable.

On the side, Lu Yi was silent.

“The Transformation Technique can be regarded as a high-level illusion that deceives yourself and others. Unless the opponent’s cultivation base is higher than you, you will never be able to see your opponent’s true body. Of course, it is definitely not possible to have a mysterious soldier in your hand. The same.” Lu Xiaoyuan smiled and explained to Zhou Ye.

“I see, I understood now.” Zhou Ye nodded.

He felt a little uncomfortable.

The Transformation Technique that he was finally expected turned out to be a more advanced illusion.

How can my feeling accept this?

It’s a bit irritating.

“Brother Zhou, calm down.” Lu Yi stepped forward and patted Zhou Ye on the shoulder.

Zhou Ye ignored him, and he was very irritable at the moment when he knew the truth.

“Little Spiritual Weed~” Lu Xiaoyuan grabbed Zhou Ye’s clothes corner and shook it.

She wanted to suck the fragrant scent some more.

The fragrant scent made her very addicted.

Zhou Ye also ignored her.

“You have changed. You used to be very compliant with my order.” Lu Xiaoyuan pursed her mouth, a little unhappy.

“That’s because I can’t beat you. If I can beat you, I will hammer you to death.”

In the irritability, Zhou Ye stiffly said what he wanted to say most in his heart.

But when that words out, Zhou Ye regretted it.

This Little Brat.

If my brain gets shit, I dare to talk to her like this.

Lu Yi’s face was solemn and slowly stepped back to avoid the quarrel.

He had already seen Lu Xiaoyuan’s gradually cold expression.

It’s too dangerous here, and I have to run away.

Zhou Ye slowly lowered his head, looked at Lu Xiaoyuan in front of him, and pulled out a false smile at the corner of his mouth.

“Misunderstandings, it’s all misunderstandings.”

“So, you want to hit me to death, eh?” Lu Xiaoyuan took a deep breath.

Suddenly, she felt raising a son in her heart, and as a result, the son was not filial.

She was furious but reluctant to beat him hard.

In any case, Zhou Ye was also brought up by her.

“I want to give you punishment.”

Lu Xiaoyuan said a word, then jumped up, raised her little hand, and patted Zhou Ye’s shoulder.

“Boom!”

Zhou Ye’s body collapsed, turned into puffs of cyan smoke.

The breeze blew, and the cyan smoke dissipated.

On the ground, Zhou Ye’s turn back to his weed body.

He sat slumped, just looking at Lu Xiaoyuan, and said sincerely: “My sister, I really sorry, I was wrong.”