Reborn as a grass, the empress sneered at the beginning

At this time, Ye Xiaolu discovered that some of the holy water had seeped down to a place where he could not absorb it. This made him feel a little regretful in his heart.

"Buzz!"

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a buzzing in his head, and his whole body, no, the whole grass, felt dazed and he almost fainted.

The next second, he felt it again. The whole body of the grass gave off a very hot feeling. The feeling was very obvious and burning.

"what's the situation?"

He immediately looked at his body and discovered that the moment he broke through to the eighth-grade low-level spiritual herb, his body had unexpectedly changed from green to a fiery red.

"Why am I famous?"

Ye Xiaolu was quite confused.

"Wow, Brother Xiaolu, you are so amazing. You, your body has mutated! I really envy you. Once you mutate, you may awaken some skills. This is a blood inheritance!"

Xiaohua was extremely happy. Apparently, Xiaohua and Ye Xiaolu had always been neighbors. The two plants grew up together. The relationship between them could be described as childhood sweethearts.

"From green to red? There doesn't seem to be anything else wrong, right?"

Ye Xiaolu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, as she didn't realize that he had any skills.

However, he soon discovered something. There was a small ball of red gas in the middle of his body. The gas formed a small cyclone there, which kept rotating and seemed to produce more red gas.

"What is this?"

Ye Xiaolu was even more confused. As someone who had already reached the eighth level of low-level spiritual herbs, he wondered if this was the skill of awakening through blood inheritance that Xiaohua had mentioned.

Ye Xiaolu had read a lot of novels when he was a human being, but he had never seen a spiritual herb that could awaken bloodline inheritance and gain skills. If he hadn't been experiencing it personally now, he would have doubted whether he was dreaming.

Now Ye Xiaolu had no time to think too much and could only continue to absorb the energy from the holy water.

"Damn, I'm so envious, he already has an eighth-grade low-level spiritual herb!"

"Not only is it of the eighth grade, it has already awakened its inheritance and mutated, from an ordinary dogtail grass to an eighth grade mutated dogtail grass!"

"It's turned a fiery red. It's so pretty. I wish I was that lucky!"

The weeds in the distance were so envious, and this piece of grass was completely shocked.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Xiaohua next to Ye Xiaolu, when she broke through to the sixth-grade low-level spiritual herb, also suddenly mutated. An invisible wave spread around her body, and she, who was originally a green weed, turned into a blue grass.

"Oh my god, Xiaohua has also mutated!"

"Yes, I have only heard before that when a level is broken through, if you are lucky, it will mutate. After the mutation, the spiritual herb will not only have the hope of inheriting and gaining certain abilities, but also the overall talent will be improved and sublimated, and go further!"

The other grasses were also extremely envious after seeing that the little flower had also mutated.

Of course, there were a few other plants around Ye Xiaolu and Xiaohua, and they also benefited from it, but the benefits they received were obviously not as much as those obtained by Ye Xiaolu and Xiaohua. Some of them could only break through to the second-grade spiritual herbs, while those with better luck broke through to the third-grade spiritual herbs.

As time passed, the energy of the holy water was gradually absorbed. Finally, when Ye Xiaolu reached the eighth-grade high-level spiritual herb, she could no longer absorb any energy from the holy water!

The small flower next to it remained at the level of a low-grade seventh-grade spiritual herb.

"Haha, that's great, Brother Xiaolu, we are so lucky!"

Xiao Hua laughed happily: "What a pity, that Chicken King Ba Cao is dead, otherwise, if he saw our current situation, he would definitely be envious to death!"

Ye Xiaolu felt a little regretful in her heart, and sighed helplessly: "What a pity, it's still such a pity, the eighth-grade advanced, haha, if I could reach the ninth grade, wouldn't I be free? Didn't they say that the ninth-grade spiritual herbs can move in the soil? Why? It's just a little bit short!"

Many spiritual herbs, or weeds around, really wanted to strangle Ye Xiaolu to death at this moment. This guy had broken through from an ordinary weed to an eighth-grade high-level spiritual herb, but he was still not satisfied.

"Brother Xiaolu, are you too greedy?"

Xiao Hua couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and said to Ye Xiaolu: "It's no use regretting now. If you had taken a few more sips just now, or if you had drunk the holy water immediately when it fell on you and the soil, you should have been able to break through to the ninth level."

At this point, Xiaohua paused, and then continued: "What a pity, at the beginning, you didn't drink yet, I don't know what you think!"

Ye Xiaolu was completely speechless. Of course, he hesitated at the beginning. After all, to weeds like Xiaohua, they all knew that this was holy water.

But Ye Xiaolu was different. He had memories from his previous life, so he naturally knew that this was the woman's urine. At first, he couldn't help but feel a little resistant. Now think about it, how he has been cheated? He has already fallen to the point of becoming a dogtail grass, so why should he care about this little face?

After all, he now lives in a world where the strong are respected and the weak are like ants. If he can't become stronger, what's the point?

When Ye Xiaolu thought of that pair of bastards, her heart was filled with hatred, and she secretly swore that even if she turned into a grass, she would not let the pair of bastards go. She had to become strong so that she would not be bullied. If she became strong enough to travel through the universe at will, she would definitely return to Earth to vent her hatred.

He wanted to make that woman regret everything she had done to him.

"Brother Xiaolu, why don't you speak? Why don't you answer me?"

Xiaohua still asked very simply.

"Ahem, it's nothing. At the beginning, it might be because I wasn't used to the taste of the holy water, so I didn't drink it!"

Ye Xiaolu explained casually.

"Oh my god, it's such a good thing, it tastes so good, and you don't like it?"

Xiaohua said incredulously.

Ye Xiaolu thought for a moment before saying, "Xiaohua, do you know why I'm looking forward to becoming a ninth-grade spiritual herb or a grass king as soon as possible?"

Xiao Hua said, "Who wouldn't want to? We want to, too, but we can't be too greedy, right? After all, an opportunity like today is something we've waited a thousand years for!"

Xiao Hua paused, and then continued: "I never thought in my life that I could actually turn into a spiritual herb, and a low-level seventh-grade spiritual herb at that!"

Ye Xiaolu said, "Yes, this opportunity is indeed too rare. Damn it, I am actually looking forward to it now. I want to drink a few more sips of holy water. I still hope I can break through to the ninth rank. If I can't break through to the ninth rank, ten years later, it will be our death!"