Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 757 The Only Pure White Jasmine Flower in the Cultivation World (3)

There were a total of eight main roots, and five have already been pulled out.

Kongkong: "Bufan, where are you going?"

“Leave here, those people aren’t good people,” Xiong Bufan said, pulling out the remaining roots from his roots in the soil.

Seeing Xiong Bufan make a move, the creature hidden nearby quickly called out to its companions, "Oh no, this monster is trying to escape!"

"If he runs away, he will surely be struck by lightning and annihilated, body and soul."

"Should we stay here and keep watch?"

"Of course, just treat it as a joke, to see how plants and trees, after becoming spirits, torment themselves to death."

"Hahahaha"

......

However, a few people with magical artifacts began to consciously try to stop Xiong Bufan.

Even if a plant or tree that can cultivate into a human form has no other medicinal value, it is still a valuable thing.

"Don't leave."

Xiong Bufan was just one main root away from being pulled out when someone was already using magical artifacts to set up a barrier to block the heavenly lightning while moving towards Xiong Bufan to prevent him from leaving.

It would take time to pull out the last main root, so Xiong Bufan could only swing his sword and cut the main root close to the ground. Then, he skillfully manipulated his roots to try to escape.

Brown bears will never be slaves, and neither will flowers.

Xiong Bufan was used to absorbing nutrients from the soil, but now that he had seven legs running on the ground, he was having some trouble managing it. When he walked, he would sometimes trip over his own legs. When he saw a cultivator approaching, he would pull out a root to clear away the person blocking his way.

The monks watching from a distance saw a giant flower a meter tall with a vast root system, constantly moving forward, its blossoms rising and falling amidst the trees.

Wherever the flowers bloom, thunder will gather.

Xiong Bufan had long since left the great formation set up by the cultivators to resist the heavenly lightning.

Sparks flew from the black thunderclouds, behind which were cultivators who were chasing and intercepting Xiong Bufan.

"I hate the cultivation world."

Kongkong: "Bufan, you'd better run quickly."

Don't waste so many legs.

There were simply too many cultivators, some of whom were even flying on swords in pursuit. Xiong Bufan could only keep slashing them down with his horizontal sword.

One advantage of turning into a flower is that the roots and stems can extend indefinitely, allowing for attacks both at close and long range.

"Boom!" A bolt of lightning struck down.

Seeing Xiong Bufan being struck by lightning was like offering himself up as food, so he raised his sword without hesitation.

The lightning struck the horizontal blade, but Xiong Bufan was unharmed and continued charging forward. The lightning seemed to be only average.

When the cultivators saw that Xiong Bufan's sword could block the heavenly lightning, they knew it was a valuable item. They split into two groups: one group tried to stop Xiong Bufan, while the other group tried to seize his sword.

Lai Cai was sent out of the space by Kong Kong and began to release a wide range of lightning.

These people dare to bully its master; they really don't want to live.

Xiong Bufan himself brandished his sword, relentlessly attacking his opponents. These people were bullying the few with their numbers and had no manners.

Another bolt of lightning struck unexpectedly, hitting Xiong Bufan squarely on the head. Xiong Bufan felt as if his soul had been purified.

The petals were split and withered, and the branches and roots all turned black.

After many years, Xiong Bufan felt the sensation of being struck by lightning once again.

"Lai Cai, stop them for me!"

Upon hearing Xiong Bufan's words, Lai Cai suddenly grew larger and stood behind Xiong Bufan, preventing other cultivators from getting any closer.

To the cultivators who came to steal the goods, two tribulation clouds appeared, the latter one specifically designed to deal with them.

It's extremely rare for plants to become spirits and control the clouds of calamity, but even then, one must be alive to claim them.

Some of the independent cultivators retreated, and now only a few disciples from the immortal sects remain, chasing after them with their elders.

Xiong Bufan used his horizontal sword to block more than a dozen bolts of heavenly lightning. His body slowly straightened up and soon reached a height of several tens of meters. His roots were no longer spread all over the ground as before, but began to gather together and move forward at full speed.

The tribulation clouds chased Xiong Bufan across mountain after mountain, seemingly determined not to stop until they brought him down.

After dealing with the cultivators behind him, Lai Cai returned to guarding Xiong Bufan's side.

Xiong Bufan, holding his broadsword, stopped when he saw that the only danger was heavenly lightning.

Kongkong: "Extraordinary. The original owner had to go through forty-nine heavenly lightning strikes to cultivate into a human form."

So, you might have to endure a few more bolts of lightning.

Xiong Bufan used his sword to block a bolt of lightning. "Why did the old tree demon only need nine steps to ascend, while I need forty-nine? This is not fair."

"Different worlds have different rules."

Xiong Bufan looked at the endless bolts of lightning and was somewhat displeased. "Why don't I just let Lai Cai strike me a couple of times? It's lightning after all."

Kongkong: "As long as you feel that Heaven approves, that's fine."

These words were as good as no words; Xiong Bufan could only use his horizontal sword to continuously block the heavenly lightning.

Xiong Bufan: "Did the original owner have any enemies? Where are they? I'll give them some things as a reward."

Kongkong: "Bufan, focus on getting through the tribulation first, and I will transfer your memories to you then."

Now, going there, we're basically surrounded again.

"alright."

The thought of being struck by dozens of heavenly lightning bolts still frightened Xiong Bufan, mainly because the number was simply too great.

Kongkong: "It's alright, Bufan."

What you can't get rid of will make you stronger.

Xiong Bufan remained silent, while Kongkong was truly speaking from a position of privilege, without understanding the situation.

Only a fool would knowingly walk into a tiger's den. Xiong Bufan thought he was very smart, so he didn't want to get struck by lightning at all.

The lightning has been striking all day, and Xiong Bufan has no idea when it will end.

But this can't go on indefinitely. Xiong Bufan is still in plant form and shows no signs of human form at all.

Undeterred, Xiong Bufan asked, "Kongkong, without undergoing heavenly lightning, can I not cultivate into human form?"

"Yes, that's true from the perspective of the rules governing the development of this world."

After thinking for a moment, Xiong Bufan said, "Then I'd better not transform into human form. Anyway, things are fine as they are."

"Ok."

While the bear and the cat were talking, the thunder seemed to have been silent for a long time, as if forty-nine bolts of lightning had already passed, but the thunderclouds still hadn't dissipated.

Since Xiong Bufan had never experienced the tribulation of transformation, he assumed that the tribulation had passed and began to put away his sword, walk around and look for a safe place to receive the memories.

Kongkong: "Bufan, you should still be careful."

"I can do it."

Xiong Bufan's root system lifted him very high, making it look as if he were flying in mid-air.

Aside from looking a little odd, everything looks fine.

New large flowers bloomed on Xiong Bufan's branches, and because they had just experienced the lightning tribulation, there was still a trace of lightning on the flower heads.

All the animals in the forest came out to see Xiong Bufan, and those who blocked his way were whipped aside by Xiong Bufan with his root.

These demon cultivators watched her like she was a spectacle without paying her anything; they were completely clueless.

But should the cultivation world give money or spirit stones? Kongkong scratched his head with his hind leg and began to think.