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

Chapter 756 The Only Pure White Jasmine Flower in the Cultivation World (2)

"Can you talk?"

Xiong Bufan: "I don't have a mouth, how can I speak? You've been tied up for too long, your brain is all messed up."

The demon king, who was told he wasn't smart enough, asked: Who's really not smart enough?

A ray of sunlight shone in, filtering through Xiong Bufan's pure white and translucent petals, and finally casting colorful shadows on the ground.

Xiong Bufan felt a burning sensation on his face, as if it were about to burn his delicate skin. "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts," he cried out, then manipulated the leaves to cover his petals.

Xiong Bufan reacted quickly enough that the petals weren't seriously damaged, but he dared not expose the flower again.

Kongkong: "Bufan, the original owner is used to being in the dark, he will get used to these things slowly."

"I can't get used to it."

The Demon King noticed Xiong Bufan's movements and sneered, "Coward, you're even afraid of sunlight."

Xiong Bufan's roots gradually tightened, continuously absorbing the Demon King's magic power. As long as he became stronger, he would no longer fear the sunlight.

The Demon King felt his magic power draining away continuously. "Stop! Stop!"

You can't help but say that your fear of sunlight makes you a demon by nature. Why don't you release me from my seal and return to the demon race with me?

"At that time, you will be my great hero returning to the world. I will appoint you as my Great Protector—no, as my honored guest, second only to one person and above all demons."

Xiong Bufan: "If I kill you, I'll be the Demon King."

The Demon King was still trying to persuade Xiong Bufan, saying, "You are a plant, it's difficult for you to transform into human form, but I can help you."

Xiong Bufan disliked hearing such comments. Back then, he was often beaten up by those bears and animals who mocked him for not being able to transform.

This demon king dares to mock me now, that's too much.

The Demon King couldn't understand why this person—no, this flower—was so unresponsive, as if there was something wrong with them.

Xiong Bufan remained silent and began to extend his roots little by little toward the part of the Demon King's body. Even if he was attacked, new roots would grow to fill the gap.

The sun outside has finally moved to a different position and is no longer shining directly on the flowers.

The two leaves that blocked the sun fell lightly to the ground, but soon two large and beautiful leaves grew back.

The Demon King's magic power was gradually becoming insufficient, and he prepared to cut off his tail to survive.

Xiong Bufan kept wrapping the flower with tree roots. Even if it was a delicate flower, Xiong Bufan was the most powerful one.

Kongkong prepared to get some other things to help Xiong Bufan, but after searching for a long time, all she could find were some mermaid tears and weapons and mechs researched in the interstellar world.

Xiong Bufan doesn't eat his own kind, so the two little ginseng spirits escaped for the time being.

As the Demon King's consciousness gradually dissipated, he began to recall his glorious life. His mother was the Demon Queen, a powerful and renowned family in the region. He was the most talented and beloved prince of the former Demon King.

From childhood to adulthood, none of his so-called younger siblings could compete with him.

The old Demon King was useless; he only thought about peaceful coexistence with the immortal sects, allowing them to continuously encroach on the demon realm's lands and drive the demons to remote areas...

As a king, he had to take care of his people, so he usurped the throne.

After the new Demon King ascended the throne, he fought for greater living space for his people and indulged in life. In the end, he was sealed by someone called Twilight, and now he is about to be absorbed by an unknown flower. He is really unwilling to accept this.

However, even if he dies, he won't let this bastard get away with it.

The Demon King, holding his last breath, prepared to place a curse on Xiong Bufan, or more precisely, to work on Xiong Bufan's future tribulation.

Xiong Bufan was completely unaware of this and was still diligently cultivating.

Kongkong was flipping through a small notebook containing the plot. She hadn't looked at it carefully when she arrived, so she was studying it now to prevent Xiong Bufan from suffering a loss later.

After casting his final curse, the Demon King gradually lost his breath and turned into a large mass of mindless demonic energy.

Xiong Bufan's entire body exuded demonic energy, yet it was full of power.

What was once a small flower has now grown to a meter tall, and the transparent flower has turned into a large blue-purple flower.

"I feel full of power right now."

Kongkong: "Bufan, you need to cultivate properly now."

In this world, if someone is covered in demonic energy, everyone will want to kill them.

"Ok."

Xiong Bufan withdrew the demonic energy from his body and concentrated it at the root of his body to refine it.

A large flower, as big as a sapling, swayed in the wind on the barren land, and Xiong Bufan began to refine demonic energy.

Kongkong found some mermaid tears and threw them at Xiong Bufan's location to give him some nutrition.

For Xiong Bufan, there was one downside to turning into a flower: he had no mouth and couldn't eat; he could only absorb nutrients.

However, there is one advantage: Xiong Bufan does not feel hungry.

Refining demonic energy is quite difficult, and Xiong Bufan has been cultivating for a hundred years.

Flowers and plants grow all around, and some small animals that have not yet developed consciousness live here.

When Xiong Bufan opened his eyes, it was a bright sunny day. After stretching, he continued to plant his roots even deeper.

After all, if one's roots are shallow, it's hard to guarantee that one won't absorb a few of their own kind during cultivation.

Another hundred years passed, and many large trees grew around, but within a radius of ten miles, there were only a few small grasses, no large trees, and no other flowers.

Xiong Bufan stood there gracefully, exuding a volatile aura.

However, the sky seemed even more volatile, now covered with dark clouds, resembling a lightning tribulation where vegetation could be transformed into human forms.

Xiong Bufan looked up at the sky. After so many years, she was no longer afraid of heavenly thunder, but she was still a little flustered at this moment.

"Not bad, you still need to take a hit of heavenly lightning, otherwise your magical power after transformation will be very weak."

Xiong Bufan nodded. "I know how." As he spoke, he tied his favorite sword to Xiong Bufan's vine.

The thunder attracted many unfamiliar presences, and Xiong Bufan became somewhat cautious for a moment.

The emergence of a treasure will inevitably spark a struggle among all parties.

Xiong Bufan wasn't sure if he was the treasure being fought over, but with so many people gathered around, his tribulation would definitely be affected.

Kongkong: "Bufan, should we send Laicai out to protect you?"

"No need, we don't need Lai Cai right now." The main concern was that Lai Cai would be stolen.

"Ok."

As Xiong Bufan spoke, he began to pull his roots outward, trying to free himself from the shackles of the land.

Trees move to death, people move to live.

Xiong Bufan had lived here for two hundred years, and no matter how you looked at it, he felt that it would be better to undergo tribulation here, but Xiong Bufan did not think so.

In just a short while, Xiong Bufan had already pulled out half of his main root, which was coiled together like a small mountain made up of many tree roots.

Xiong Bufan was still pulling out the main root.