Honghuang: I, Lin Xiaoyao, Refuse to Be a Potted Plant

[No romance + transmigrate into the primordial world + grass spirit's comeback + snarky System + easygoing survival]

[Overworked office worker in a potted plant vs. unreliable primordial world]

Lin Xiaoyao had imagined many things about transmigrating. He might become an immortal with an otherworldly air, seeking vengeance and living without restraint, or at the very least a cultivation prodigy blessed with extraordinary talent.

The reality, however, was that he became a blade of grass.

A potted plant growing in a crack in a cliff by the Eastern Sea, listening to the seagulls gossip every day and watching the spiritual mushroom next door work itself to the bone.

Then, on a peaceful afternoon, a distant battle between great powers swept up an innocent bystander. A half-blood qilin who loved fishing was unlucky enough to be "delivered to the door," and its golden-red blood essence came pouring down from the heavens.

From then on, his life as a blade of grass took a sharp turn.