It wasn’t until Gu Yuheng had finally had his fill of petting and turned off the light to rest that Qi Yu let out a breath of relief and curled up his leaves.
Whew, He’d survived after all.
That was terrifying. He’d seen people petting cats and dogs, but never someone petting a flower and he’d almost been petted bald.
With the shadow of “baldness” hanging over him, Qi Yu gradually grew drowsy.
[A-Yu! A-Yu! Wake up, quick Imperial Nectar!]
Deep in the night, 007 excitedly shook Qi Yu awake. The little rose stretched human-like, lazily unfurling his branches and leaves.
[What is it?]
Clearly, Qi Yu hadn’t fully come to his senses yet; he was still groggy.
[Hurry and cultivate! Imperial Nectar that appears once in a century! It can speed up your transformation!]
At the words “speed up your transformation,” Qi Yu snapped wide awake.
Gu Yuheng had drawn the curtains before going to bed, but perhaps he hadn’t paid attention, the spot right in front of the little rose happened to be left slightly open. Because of this, the moment Qi Yu looked over, he saw the moon shimmering with a soft glow.
Qi Yu immediately stilled his mind and silently began running the Demon Spirit Cultivation Manual in his heart.
As the minutes ticked by, Qi Yu distinctly felt a stream of pure energy flowing into his body, merging with him.
If he opened his eyes right now, he would see a faint ribbon of light in the air, like a flowing stream and on closer look, it seemed to be countless golden threads cascading down, all the way onto the little rose in the bedroom.
Imperial Nectar. When plants and trees receive its essence, they can become demons.
From the description alone, one could imagine how rare a treasure this was.
Even the System couldn’t help marveling at Qi Yu’s incredible luck!!
Time flies in cultivation. When Qi Yu opened his eyes, the sky was already bright.
How quiet. The entire villa was silent, with no sign of anyone moving about.
Wait, how did he know that?
Qi Yu tried to grasp the sensation of waking, and a breath later, his consciousness seemed to float in the air, aware of everything happening throughout the entire villa.
Qi Yu: “!” Had he ascended to godhood? Awakened clairvoyance and clairaudience?
[Host, please don’t let your imagination run wild. This is an essential skill from your cultivation as a plant.] 007 began to explain.
Plants are extremely sensitive to nature’s gifts, like wind and rain. Now, Qi Yu was, without question, the flower king of the entire villa district. Through feedback from other plants, he could know everything related to them.
Originally, Qi Yu could only sense things after touching a fellow plant or experiencing wind and rain, but last night’s Imperial Nectar had boosted his power by a huge margin, he could now probe without contact.
Truly an essential tool for home and travel.
“Bzzzz bzzzz bzzzz…” What was that? He quickly extended his consciousness over.
Aaaaah, such a huge bee!! Why didn’t Gu Yuheng close the window!
It was heading straight toward him.
“Stay away!”
Qi Yu trembled at the sudden appearance of the bee, his branches and leaves quivering, and he couldn’t help crying out. Luckily no one was home, or they’d have treated him as some haunted object and gotten rid of him.
Not that Qi Yu needed to worry, he was Gu Yuheng’s precious darling. Who would dare touch him, let alone dispose of him?
“Aaaaah” He’d been terrified of insects since childhood, and now he had to face one alone as a plant!
Natural enemy! Natural enemy!
“A-Yu! Careful, that’s a rose stem sawfly! Its bite really hurts!” 007 was extremely anxious too. Ever since learning that its host had been screwed over by its own momentary carelessness, it had been wracked with guilt. To protect him, it had studied quite a few rose encyclopedias.
Not to exaggerate, but it was now practically half a rose scholar all theory, no practice.
The rose stem sawfly, a wasp that specializes in gnawing at rose stems. Once bitten, if not treated promptly, the branch withers and the rose dies outright!
Qi Yu found this idea terrifying and leapt up with a “pop.”
That’s right, leapt not an exaggeration, he genuinely jumped, yanking his roots right out of the soil.
007: “…”
“AHHHH 007, save me, I’m scared!!” His frightened voice came out with a little sobbing wail. For a moment, 007 felt as if it were babysitting a child.
The babyish voice, the crying, the fear of pain, wasn’t that exactly babysitting?
By the time 007 pulled itself out of that horrifying metaphor, Qi Yu had already adapted to his plant body and was running all over the place, with the wasp chasing him relentlessly.
“AHHHH, go away! Go away!” The little rose ran on his slightly thicker roots, not slow in the slightest, his single flower swaying back and forth, all his other branches and leaves trembling.
Behind the little rose, a wasp even bigger than his roots gave chase.
The scene was pure chaos, a pandemonium of flailing limbs.
“Gu Yuheng! Gu Yuheng! Save me!” Without realizing it, Qi Yu had called out Gu Yuheng’s name.
And far away at the company, Gu Yuheng’s heart suddenly trembled.
Who was calling him?
“Gu Yuheng!” A babyish voice with a sobbing wail, so familiar Baby?
Baby? Who’s Baby? What a strange feeling, Have I forgotten something?
Baby! Who is Baby?
Baby is someone very important. I can’t forget!