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"Really bored..."
A young man with an ordinary face but an exceptionally tall stature, dressed in sportswear with hands in his pockets, was wandering aimlessly through the streets.
This young man's name was Li Qingming. At the age of ten, his parents died in a car accident, but they left him a fortune worth hundreds of millions.
This also meant that Li Qingming was left unrestrained in his daily life, spending money lavishly.
Every day, apart from practicing martial arts, it was all about eating, drinking, and having fun, roaming the streets aimlessly, or in his words: This is what it means to enjoy life!
Passing through an intersection, Li Qingming saw the evening sky getting darker and touched his growling stomach with a hand, he chuckled bitterly, "Hungry again! As the saying goes, the rich practice martial arts, the poor study - if it were an ordinary family, the eating alone would have already drained their finances!"
Shaking his head and just about to head home, a speeding truck suddenly charged out from a crossroad like a crazed bull, heading straight towards Li Qingming.
"Crash"
"Boom!"
Flying through the air, Li Qingming felt excruciating pain all over his body, with only one thought in his mind: "Shit, I haven't had my meal yet!"
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"Stop bothering me, let me sleep a bit more!"
Li Qingming turned over and mumbled to himself. Suddenly, he was shocked and thought quietly, "Wait, what's licking me, feeling warm and moist."
Li Qingming blinked with confusion, and the first thing that came into view was a furry head. A pair of black ears, followed by a pair of warm and affectionate eyes. The most shocking were the oval black eye patches near those eyes and limbs covered with black velvety fur.
Li Qingming widened his eyes, and after a long while, he mumbled to himself, "I remember I was about to go home, then I was sent flying, and then..."
What happened?
Suddenly, a "gurgle" sound rose from his side.
Li Qingming turned his head curiously toward his side.
He saw a fist-sized, pink creature covered in fine fur determinedly nudging at him.
"Hmm? A panda cub?"
Then Li Qingming looked down at himself and was completely dumbstruck.
"How the hell did I end up like this?" Li Qingming was extremely shocked.
In the bright, spacious cave, alongside the incessant squirming and rubbing of the panda cub, Li Qingming's eyes revealed emotions of sentimentality, nostalgia, and excitement.
After a long while, he lamented, "Alas, in my previous life, I was also free from any ties, a lone ranger! Now that I am reborn as a beast, I shall live this life earnestly and honestly!"
Time passed swiftly, and five months later.
Li Qingming and another little guy, whom he named Li Qingquan, were playfully chasing each other around the bamboo forest near the cave. Panda Mother, named Li Yanran by Li Qingming, watched the two brothers with affectionate eyes from not too far away.
"Squeak squeak"
As the saying goes, humans have their own language, and animals have theirs. Li Qingquan and Li Qingming were joyously shouting, circling a Purple Bamboo in the center of the bamboo forest, excitedly wagging their tails.
Five months after rebirth, Li Qingming realized that he was no longer in his original world.
As an avid reader of transmigration novels, Li Qingming quickly accepted his new reality, even feeling secretly pleased: "Now I've also joined the transmigration trend, though it's kind of tragic that I've turned into a beast."
The first time he came to this bamboo forest, his panda instincts drove Li Qingming to nibble on the bamboo shoots.
This cave entrance was bordered by a bamboo forest that spanned five miles in radius. The bamboo leaves were lush and green, standing tall and majestic. In Li Qingming's view, they were not only delicious but also the perfect playground for him and his brother.
Every day, they would run and jump around this bamboo forest, and when tired or hungry, they would eat some tender leaves or bamboo roots. Their life was exceptionally carefree and relaxed.
One day, fueled by endless curiosity, Li Qingming ignored the Panda Mother's advice and ventured deep into the bamboo forest.
Right in the center of the bamboo forest, Li Qingming discovered a small bamboo stalk radiating a purple halo.
At first glance, it was easy to get lost in the ethereal purple light and shadow.
Unlike other animals, Li Qingming's body might be that of an animal, but his heart was that of a twenty-something human. Already accustomed to the materialistic splendor of human society, how could he lose himself in this illusory light and shadow?
The only shameless idea in Li Qingming's mind at that moment was, "This bamboo shoot must taste sweet and delicious!"
Unable to wait, Li Qingming, with his razor-sharp claws, pounced forward and furiously dug at the roots of the Purple Bamboo.
After digging for about half an hour, a Ninth Rank purple bamboo shoot appeared before Li Qingming's eyes.
Having dug out the bamboo shoot, Li Qingming stood upright and ran towards the edge of the bamboo forest, carrying a section of the root and presenting it to the Panda Mother, Li Yanran, like offering a treasure.
Li Yanran, who had been anxiously looking for Li Qingming for a long time, now caressed Li Qingming's head affectionately, took over the bamboo shoot, and gently began to chew.
Seeing Li Qingquan drooling on the side, Li Qingming picked out a thick bamboo shoot and shoved it into Li Qingquan's mouth.
He himself held the slightly shorter shoot and bit into it with a big mouthful.
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Li Yanran, whose spiritual intelligence had just awakened, watched her eldest son chewing on a short bamboo shoot and gently growled at Li Qingming. She passed the bamboo shoot in her mouth to Li Qingming.
Li Qingming looked up at the panda mother and shook his head, thinking to himself: "Who says beasts are heartless? I find these wild creatures to be the real deal when it comes to genuine and profound love."
"Boom!"
Something astonishing happened.
Li Yanran and Li Qingquan, who had just finished eating the bamboo shoots, began to grow at a visible rate. Their bodies quickly exceeded five meters in length and were still expanding.
Li Qingming watched this unbelievable scene before him in terror, not realizing that his own body was shrinking at an alarming rate. The body that had grown over five months was deflating like a punctured ball, rapidly returning to the size of a fist.
That enormous body seemed almost to reach the sky!
"Hahaha, I only wanted to go out for some game to eat. I never expected to come across such two plump and delicious creatures as soon as I stepped out the door. Fortune truly favors me!"
Before he could recover from the shock, a rough voice suddenly came from not far away.
A tiger-headed human figure, about three zhang tall, carrying a huge hammer-headed weapon, approached from the distance.
Li Qingming stared in disbelief at the giant man before him, his eyes flickering. "What world is this? First, the pandas swell up, then a tiger-headed demon appears? Damn, this world is crazy!"
"Boom!"
Without a word, the giant man stepped forward and swung his hammer down hard, smashing the ground so violently that air waves rolled over and caused a depression more than three feet deep.
"Run fast!"
Coming to his senses, Li Qingming swiftly leaped atop Li Qingquan's back, and the three animals fled rapidly toward the distance like a gust of wind.
Standing on Li Qingquan's head, Li Qingming only felt his brother's feet moving as fast as a flying sword.
What Li Qingming didn't know was that the purple bamboo was the "Bitter Bamboo," one of the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots.
The Bitter Bamboo had sprouted after Pangu created Heaven and Earth and had grown for tens of millions of years. Only three shoots had ever been produced by it.
Two were thick, and one was slender. The slender one, gold gleaming within its purple hue, contained the essence of the entire bamboo. Consuming this Innate Spirit Root could add a million years of power in an instant, even if one could not become an immortal on the spot.
As he was fleeing, Li Qingming glanced back at the demon. The demon had reverted to his true form—a fierce white tiger with eyes like hooks and a white forehead, mountainous in size, with a tail like a giant hammer, sharp fangs, and claws flashing cold light.
Scared, Li Qingming immediately turned back and slapped Li Qingquan's head with his little paw, "Xiao Er, run faster!"
Even though the three animals had eaten the Innate Spirit Root, they were no match for a demon who had cultivated to become a spirit.
As the saying goes, "Clouds follow the dragon, and the wind follows the tiger." This was no mere idiom.
After a chase that lasted as long as it takes to drink a cup of tea, the White Tiger blocked their path with a leap.
The White Tiger transformed back into human form, wielding a huge hammer, and shouted, "There's no use in running, young ones. You are just giving me more trouble!"
Li Yanran shielded her two brothers behind her, looking fiercely at the White Tiger and continuously making "woo-woo" noises, expressing absolute defiance!
The White Tiger looked disdainfully at Li Yanran and said, "Young one, you dare to be so arrogant in front of me without even refining your hyoid bone. You really don't know whether to live or die!"
Li Qingming remembered what had happened before and attempted to speak human words: "Demon, why do you attack us!" Quite naturally, a clear and loud voice emanated from Li Qingming's throat!
"You talk too much, young one; just accept your death quickly!"
The White Tiger, not wanting to waste words, lunged forward with his hammer. The spikes on the hammer's head stood upright, flashing with a faint cold light.
Li Qingming, small in stature, used the Seven Star Steps he had learned in his previous life to dodge the hammer's furious blows.
Li Yanran was not idle either. Seizing an opportunity when the White Tiger's guard was down, her claw (sharp at the tips) struck the White Tiger's back. Having eaten the Innate Spirit Root, Li Yanran's strength had grown a thousandfold.
Fully focused on the White Tiger in front of him, he was caught off guard when Li Yanran smacked him to the ground, landing him face-first.
"Boom!"
"Roar!"
The White Tiger, lying on the ground, let out a long, harsh roar, his expression fierce and terrifying, with fiery red killing intent flashing in his eyes.
"Damn it! To think that I, Bai Mu, the son of an Elder of the White Tiger Clan, could be wounded by a lowly race, this is a huge disgrace!"
With that, the hammer in his hand soared into the air, growing with the wind to the size of a small hill. With the force of ten thousand jun, it crashed down towards the three creatures.
Li Qingming's expression twisted in pain, and with an agonized look, he thought: "Am I going to die again? Damn you, Heaven, if you let me be reborn, how can you let me die so quickly! I'm not reconciled, not reconciled!"
"Boom!"
At that moment, Heaven and Earth shook, and a raging spiritual energy burst forth from Li Qingming's body, shooting up to the sky. That furious, ocean-like aura overwhelmed the White Tiger.
"No, this can't be possible!" Bai Mu's expression showed disbelief, confusion, and panic.
"Roar!"
With a fierce roar, Li Qingming's tiny body floated up, ballooned by the violent spiritual energy to a height of a hundred zhang.
Raising his right paw, Li Qingming's expression was cold and merciless, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He struck the giant hammer with a fierce swipe. After the impact, the hammer, like a deflated ball, let out a whine and flew back into the hands of the White Tiger.