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What do you mean that I am not a Cultivator?

Sixteen years. This is how much time has passed since I was reincarnated in this World of Cultivation. A day. That was how much time I have spent in this World of Cultivation since coming out of seclusion. A day. It was enough for me to realize that I was fu*ked up. [Host is not a cultivator.] These were the words of the cheat I received after my reincarnation, after I asked it a question. Replying to this answer was a question I was going to answer a lot. "What do you mean that I am not a Cultivator?" This was the start of my journey as I moved from place to place, seeking a peaceful life. I didn't know if I was a danger inviter or if the danger was inviting me; after all, never was my damn life completely peaceful.

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Reincarnation after 999 Transmigration

I opened my eyes as I saw the blue sky and the sun at the top of my head.

Clouds were covering the sun and stopping its warm light from reaching my body.

It seemed like it was going to rain.

I wanted to take support from the ground on which I was laing and take cover.

But I couldn't touch the ground.

Wanting to find the reason, I turned my head, and then sivers went down to my spine.

Why?

Was it because I saw the hands of a baby?

Was it because of the cold wind that passed through me?

Or

Was it because of the drop of cold water that dropped on my cheeks?

I didn't know.

"huhwa huwa huwa" (It seems I got reincarnated.)

I tried to speak, but the words didn't come out of my mouth.

But I could still think.

I was awfully calm for my first Reincarnation.

Was it because I had already gone through 999 Transmigration?

I guess that was my answer.

Ding

[Host has-]

"HUWA HUWA HUWA"(Shut the fu*k up.)

I commanded the system with a voice filled with annoyance.

If any other person was there they would probablt foung the baby trying to speak cute but there was no one there.

This system was the one that made me Transmigrate 999 times and promised me reincarnation in my 999th time.

Well, it seems it was not lying.

Why?

Because in none of my Transmigrations had I survived more than 30 seconds.

I transmigrate, and I die.

But more than 30 seconds had already passed since I opened my eyes.

Even the promise took me several transmigrations to hear.

But was completed in the 999th transmigration.

Plop.

pLop.

Water started to fall from the blue sky, which was now completely covered by dark clouds.

Swooosh.

Wooosh.

Wind started flowing as it changed the direction of the water falling each second.

As for me, I was already soaked in water.

Feeling something liquid that is not blood made me cry a little.

After all, in many Transmigrations of mine, I died fully covered in mine or others blood.

Plop.

This drop sounded and looked like every single drop of water, but it was different after all; it came from the wet eyes of a baby who was laIing in the middle of a dense green forest on a huge mountain that looked like it could pierce the sky anytime now.

Rumbel.

Clouds stared to rumbel, indicating a lightning strike would fall anytime now.

I too heard that, as I thought disaster was falling for me.

Why?

I had the answer to that.

Because the lightning was falling right towards me.

My heart bled after all; I didn't know whether I would go through another Reincarnation or go into my infinite cycle of Transmigration.

But the thunder stopped right above my head.

It was like something was stopping it from reaching the baby.

The lightning started to dissipate.

Seeing the lightning dissipate, I calmed down; after all, I didn't want to go through that worse-than-hell infinite Transmigration.

[Due to the host situation, the function Domain has been added.]

[Due to the forced addition of functions, the Domain range is only 1 meter in every direction, taking the host as the center.]

'System turn the domain off and only activate it in such a situation.'

I commanded the system, but this time with a calm voice.

The wall that was protecting me vanished as I could feel the cold drop of water, which felt like a needle piercing through my small and fragile body.

The cold wind, from which I could feel that I would freeze any second now,

But it was still better than hot needles made from the very Essence of the Stars or

the cold Spatial Wind that flowed at the speed of light, destroying everything in its way.

It was a million times better than that.