After Transmigrating as a Blade of Grass (GL) - Chapter 3

Zhai Wangyou looked at the changes in the Dream-Entering Grass, and a trace of surprise flashed through her eyes.

She got up and poured another half bowl of water. This time, she did not infuse it with spiritual energy and directly sprinkled it down.

At first, Xi Zhou did not feel anything. But as more and more water was poured, she gradually felt a sense of suffocation.

Not good! This felt like she was done for.

Startled, she immediately shook her leaves wildly from side to side.

Help! She felt like she was about to drown.

Zhai Wangyou’s movements paused. After hesitating for a moment, she infused some spiritual energy into the remaining water and tentatively sprinkled a little more.

Again? Was this woman trying to drown her? This was murder!!

Xi Zhou was alarmed. Her leaves had only just shaken side to side once when they suddenly began drooping up and down instead.

This feeling was too comfortable. She felt like she could bloom at any moment. What was going on?

Zhai Wangyou, however, put down the bowl at this moment.

So that was how it was? What it needed was not water, but spiritual energy.

Devouring spiritual energy? And everything that had happened in the dream last night… Could this be the so-called method of dual cultivation?

Her expression changed slightly. She reached out and touched the water droplets on the leaves, then slowly said, “You—what kind of demonic thing are you?”

Xi Zhou instantly froze. Her leaves did not dare move at all.

What did that mean? How did she become a demonic thing?

She was originally human, okay? Who knew she would accidentally transmigrate from the modern world to this damned place and even turn into a blade of grass? What did that have to do with being demonic?

“What exactly are you?” Zhai Wangyou asked again. Her fingers, which had been touching the leaf, moved to pinch it instead.

If it was a demonic creature, no matter what, she could not allow it to remain.

Cultivators took it as their duty to eliminate demons and defend the Dao. Even if this cultivation of hers were destroyed again, even if her body and soul perished, she could not allow a demonic creature that devoured others’ spiritual energy to exist.

This time, Xi Zhou understood.

These cultivators had always been irreconcilable with the demonic path. This woman was not about to ruthlessly destroy a grass, was she?

At that moment, Zhai Wangyou’s fingers tightened slightly around the leaf.

A burst of pain came from her body. Xi Zhou hurriedly shook her leaves from side to side.

Dear heavens, stop it! She was not some demonic creature!

Feeling the leaf in her hand trembling faintly, Zhai Wangyou looked at the Dream-Entering Grass that was shaking wildly from side to side, as though denying something, and loosened her fingers. “Are you afraid?”

The leaves obediently drooped up and down.

Yes, she was afraid. This was simply too terrifying.

Hiss, that had hurt just now. Was tormenting a blade of grass that satisfying?

Xi Zhou was speechless. This woman, hurry up and let go already.

“I’ll let you go this time. But if I discover that you are a demonic creature, I will not tolerate you.” Zhai Wangyou released her fingers. Then, at the end, she slowly poured the remaining water in the bowl into the flowerpot.

Xi Zhou shook her leaves and slowly relaxed.

It seemed her grass life had been saved.

By now, the sky had already darkened. Only a few faint strands of moonlight vaguely filtered into the room.

After Zhai Wangyou finished watering her, she set down the bowl and walked out.

Before long, she came back in and walked straight to the bedside. She began undoing her sash, seemingly preparing to sleep.

Just as she was about to take off her outer robe, she suddenly stopped.

Zhai Wangyou seemed to remember something and abruptly looked back at the flowerpot. Although this grass could not speak, it could probably see. Perhaps it even had the ability to see in the dark.

So she turned around, picked up the flowerpot, and placed it on the table in the outer room.

Seeing Zhai Wangyou’s guarded behavior, and then watching her close another door after entering the inner room, Xi Zhou could not help rolling her eyes inwardly.

She looked like she was guarding against a flower thief. Who was she guarding against?

Did she think Xi Zhou had no principles? She knew not to look at what she should not look at, okay? Even if she saw something, it would be passive, all right?

Just like that dream last night.

Though later on, it did not seem completely passive anymore.

Could it be that she had taken the initiative?

Impossible. Absolutely impossible. It must have been an illusion.

Even if someone had taken the initiative, Eldest Senior Sister had been the one to do it first. Yes, that was it.

Xi Zhou shook her leaves and looked at the tightly shut inner-room door. She could not help feeling a little uneasy. She would not enter another dream tonight, would she?

This woman seemed to have completely recovered. If they met in a dream again, would she be uprooted and destroyed on the spot?

Fortunately, all her worries were unnecessary. The whole night passed without dreams, and nothing indescribable happened again.

When the sky brightened slightly, Zhai Wangyou realized that she had not dreamed last night, and she could not help letting out a breath of relief. She still remembered how powerless she had been the night before last.

Before going to sleep, she had already made up her mind. If this Dream-Entering Grass dared to come again and do anything to her, she would kill it on the spot.

Pushing open the inner-room door, Zhai Wangyou had just stepped out when she subconsciously looked toward the table. She saw the Dream-Entering Grass in the flowerpot sway gently, as if greeting her.

It seemed it was awake.

She poured half a bowl of water and infused some spiritual energy into it. Only then did she carry the bowl to the table.

“You really do not know how to enter dreams?”

Xi Zhou shook her leaves up and down.

Hadn’t this question already been asked yesterday?

“Then what exactly happened the night before last?” Zhai Wangyou was somewhat distracted. As she absentmindedly sprinkled water, she guessed the origins of this Dream-Entering Grass.

All things in the world had their own paths. Humans entered the Dao, beasts cultivated into demons, and plants gained spirits and became sprites. So was it a Dream-Entering Grass spirit?

But was there really a Dream-Entering Grass spirit that could help someone repair an inner core? And through such an unspeakable method…

Xi Zhou continued shaking her leaves from side to side.

This question had also been asked yesterday. Could Eldest Senior Sister be forgetful?

Why did she keep asking again and again? She really did not know.

If she knew how to enter dreams, and could go into other people’s dreams like the night before last, would she still obediently sleep?

What a joke. There were so many better things to do at night. Even casually wandering outside would be more interesting than staying in a flowerpot.

Seeing that the grass in the flowerpot seemed to know nothing and only shook its leaves from side to side no matter what she asked, Zhai Wangyou could not help sighing softly.

After sprinkling all the water in the bowl, she furrowed her brows slightly, then stood up and pushed the door open, walking outside.

Xi Zhou looked toward the door.

Sure enough, someone had come. It was that Young Sect Master from yesterday again. If she remembered correctly, this person seemed to be Zhai Wangyou’s fiancé.

However, during the days when Zhai Wangyou had been seriously injured, the people who had come to visit seemed to have mentioned that this Young Sect Master had dissolved the engagement.

Fortunately, it had been dissolved.

For some reason, she felt inexplicably relieved.

It must be because this Young Sect Master was too unreliable. In the past, when he saw that Eldest Senior Sister had outstanding talent, he came every day to curry favor with her. But as soon as something happened to her, he ran faster than a rabbit, as though afraid she would cling to him.

Xi Zhou shook her head.

Eldest Senior Sister’s judgment was no good. She absolutely could not forgive this treacherous scumbag.

Outside the door, after listening to Wang Junting’s words, Zhai Wangyou was somewhat confused. “Junior Brother Wang wants me to organize the Dao Companion Ceremony for you?”

Shouldn’t such matters be presided over by the Sect Master?

Even if not, asking Elder Nanshan would be better. No matter what, he should not have come to her.

Wang Junting’s expression changed slightly, but he quickly explained with a solemn face, “Wangyou, you do not know—”

“Junior Brother Wang, please call me Eldest Senior Sister from now on.” Zhai Wangyou frowned and interrupted him.

They had already dissolved their engagement, and now Wang Junting was about to get married. Some forms of address were no longer appropriate.

Wang Junting’s eyes flickered. “Wangyou, in the past, you were unwilling to call me by my name. Now, am I not even allowed to call you by yours?”

In the past, they had clearly already been engaged, but this woman stubbornly observed some damned etiquette. She would not even let him touch her. Even when addressing him, she had only ever called him “Junior Brother Wang” as always.

Cold and utterly lacking charm.

Now that the engagement had been dissolved and her cultivation had recovered, she took the Young Sect Master even less seriously. This woman who was always so lofty and superior—sooner or later, he would trample her beneath his feet.

Hearing this, confusion appeared between Zhai Wangyou’s brows. She did not understand why Junior Brother Wang kept bringing up old matters when the two of them had already dissolved their engagement.

“Little Junior Sister will probably mind if she hears it. Junior Brother Wang should call me Senior Sister.”

“Wangyou… Eldest Senior Sister, then my Dao Companion Ceremony with Little Junior Sister…” Wang Junting looked disappointed, and his tone carried helplessness.

Zhai Wangyou’s gaze turned cold. “No matter the reason, it would still be best for your Dao Companion Ceremony to be presided over by the Sect Master.”

“Wang—Eldest Senior Sister, Father is still in seclusion, and Elder Nanshan has never liked managing affairs. It would be best for you to preside over the Dao Companion Ceremony.”

After Wang Junting finished speaking, he hurriedly added, “Wenwen also agrees.”

Little Junior Sister’s name was Chong Wen.

Zhai Wangyou’s impression of Chong Wen was average. Little Junior Sister seemed to often cause trouble with new disciples, and Zhai Wangyou hated trouble. Therefore, that more or less meant she disliked Little Junior Sister too.

After pondering for a moment, she still refused. “This matter should be handled by Elder Nanshan. In two days, it will be time to recruit new disciples. I plan to personally lead the team.”

Wang Junting’s eyes flickered.

Wenwen was right. This woman really would use an excuse to avoid their Dao Companion Ceremony.

Author’s Note:

Xi Zhou: I have a strong premonition that it’s almost time for this “dual-cultivation grass” to play its role again. #