Druid Fairy

Chapter 1 I Choose Druid

"I regret to inform you that it is late-stage lung cancer..."

The streets were deserted, and a cold wind swept over him. Li Pingcan, leaning on the railing, coughed violently, the doctor's words echoing in his mind.

Having grown up in an orphanage, he was too poor to use his money to fight cancer, especially since modern medicine has no chance of curing late-stage cancer.

So……

"Is restarting the only option?"

He closed his eyes and "looked" at the words in his mind.

You can be reborn into a new world with your memories intact.

[Exploring a small world... You are about to enter the world of cultivation.]

[World Intelligence: Ten thousand years ago, the Celestial Court unified the sixteen domains, established the "Dao Laws," and enfeoffed nine dynasties. The cultivation world enjoyed ten thousand years of peace, with powerful dynasties, established families, and numerous sects. Here, mortals lived in peace and prosperity, and cultivators' Daoist practices flourished.]

You can choose a class mod that you create.

[Mage, Warrior, Priest, Druid, Monk, Paladin, Warlock, Succubus, Summoner, Feng Shui Master, Buddhist Monk, Confucianist, Swordsman, Spearman, Boxer...]

……

"I choose Druid."

Li Pingcan calmly recited it silently in his heart.

A month ago, words appeared in my mind, injecting a glimmer of light into a world of despair.

While collecting, creating, and modifying classes in various games, he posted questions on various platforms to gather ideas and consider all factors before finally arriving at this choice.

If the cultivation world enjoys eternal peace, there's no need to consider professions that are powerful in the early stages but weak in the later stages, such as warriors and monks. These are mostly choices for the poor, with limited potential, especially in the context of the cultivation world.

A celestial dynasty that has developed for ten thousand years is bound to have a severely rigid class system, with limited room for advancement for mortals. Those with average talent will need even more cultivation resources.

Druids believe in the laws of nature, and their skills are closely related to them: plant growth, animal companions, wilderness transformation, elemental spellcasting...

It can develop, has potential, farms and tames beasts, sustainably utilizes and develops resources, and forms a perfect symbiotic ecosystem.

Most importantly, it can guarantee a minimum level of survival.

"If I were to be reborn as a mortal in the cultivation world, the druid could give me a very good start. Even in a harsh environment, I could survive by relying on the druid's affinity with nature."

"What if I were reborn as a member of the immortal race..."

Having already been reborn as a second-generation immortal, why worry about lacking cultivation resources? Does it really matter what profession you choose?

Li Pingcan smiled slightly, gazing at the starry sky. The panel displayed the message: "[Begin Rebirth]".

The next instant, consciousness sank, and the starlight in the sky was plunged into deeper darkness.

…………

The Great Yu Dynasty lasted for 657 years.

The weather turned ominous, with floods and droughts following one after another, causing famine and widespread epidemics in many places. The Li family, small landlords in Qingyuan County, were reduced to refugees and embarked on a journey to escape the famine.

Blood stained the earth, corpses lay exposed, and vultures perched on barkless branches, their pupils reflecting the scene—a tall, thin old man followed behind, his eyes greedy for green, staring intently at Li Rongzhou and his family of four.

This person has clearly experienced the same fate as others.

Li Rongzhou put down his wife Qin, whose figure was bloated, and stared at her with a fierce and unwavering gaze.

An invisible contest erupted in the air.

"Brother, don't be nervous." After a moment, the tall, thin old man took a half step back, pulled out a skinny child from behind him, and said with a lick of his lips, "Hungry, so hungry, I have no choice. This is my little grandson, want to trade?"

He stared greedily at Li Rongzhou's eldest son, Li Pingfu.

"Change it." Li Rongzhou picked out his thin and small second son, Li Ping'an, looking like he wasn't willing to be at a disadvantage. "Change to this one."

"Hehe, the young ones are tender and won't waste firewood, that'll do too." The old man's eyes gleamed with joy and eagerness.

"Grandpa! Don't switch with me!" The old man's little grandson cried out in a voice barely audible. Li Ping'an, however, kept his lips tightly pressed together and remained silent.

The adults exchanged children, but the next moment, something unexpected happened. The old man revealed a dagger from his sleeve, his face contorted with triumph and savageness, and thrust it straight at Li Rongzhou's face.

"Pfft!"

The weapon pierced flesh, and blood splattered onto Li Rongzhou's face. Seeing the old man's incredulous expression, he pulled out the spearhead and said coldly, "Within three steps, my spear is faster!"

The old man collapsed, and Li Rongzhou immediately shot him in the heart, then said to his two sons, "Come up and finish him off."

Eight-year-old Li Pingfu, along with six-year-old Li Pingan, trembled as they tried using daggers. One slit his throat, the other stabbed his heart, tearing open the flesh.

"Alright, let's go. The smell of blood is strong and will soon attract ferocious beasts." It was just to test his courage. After searching behind the old man, Li Rongzhou ignored the old man and his grandson and said to his wife and children.

"Grandpa!" The little grandson's shrill cry rang out behind the family. Everyone was filled with mixed emotions. Qin Shi looked reluctant, but soon they heard a chilling "creaking" sound.

Li Rongzhou suddenly stopped in his tracks. "Wait for me."

He went away with a sniper rifle, and returned moments later, his face as cold as frost, his face draped in blood-red light, as if he were wearing a blood-stained robe.

…………

Wilderness.

"I'm giving birth!"

Qin said to her husband with a pale face.

The stench of blood lingered, even stronger than when the old man was killed.

Li Rongzhou covered Qin's body with a blouse and instructed his two sons to sprinkle animal repellent powder around them. His usually calm face showed a hint of anxiety.

The journey to escape famine was arduous, with rough terrain, food shortages, and no midwife available. Even though my wife had two previous births, it was still extremely dangerous!
Just what I feared most came true!
An hour later, Qin indeed went into labor in difficulty, bleeding profusely, swaying precariously, and exhausted.

Li Rongzhou was extremely anxious. He took out a white porcelain bottle from his pocket and poured out a crystal-clear pill.

This is a elixir passed down through generations of the Li family. It is said to be a miraculous pill refined by immortals, capable of restoring one to full health even from the most severe injuries.

This was Li Rongzhou's biggest trump card during his escape from famine.

Without hesitation, he fed his wife water and gave her the medicine.

After a stick of incense.

"Wow!"

A clear, crisp cry of a baby broke the heavy silence.

"Mother and child are safe." Li Rongzhou breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that delivering a baby was more tiring than killing someone. Looking at the blood-soaked infant in his arms, his heart softened.

"It's my younger brother!" Li Pingfu exclaimed excitedly.

Li Ping'an frowned as he looked at his exhausted mother.

“Ping An, don’t you like your younger brother?” Li Rongzhou asked, noticing his second son’s expression.

Li Ping'an whispered, "If my younger brother hadn't been about to be born, Mother wouldn't have been in so much pain."

Li Rongzhou gently stroked his second son's head and said with remorse, "This is not your brother's fault, it is my fault. As a man and a husband, I failed to provide your mother with a safe environment for childbirth."

Immediately afterward, he solemnly said, "Ping An, you must remember that it is difficult for one person to carry on the family tradition. Brothers fight tigers together, and your blood relatives will always be your strongest support."

Li Ping'an nodded as if he understood, "Father, I understand."

Li Rongzhou looked at the baby with a gratified expression and anticipation, "A bright future awaits you. Your little brother will be named 'Li Pingcan'!"

…………

As a newborn infant, Li Pingcan had poor vision and weak hearing. He could only rely on his druid instincts to sense the weak breath of the wilderness and the four figures surrounding him.

Oh no, this is terrible!
This family gave birth in the wild... This kind of start is probably no different from hell!
(End of this chapter)