Wait… I’m a Druid in a Cultivation World?! - Chapter 2

Only five years?

“Only”? Yeah, right! Who the hell designs a game that takes five years to load?

Qi Ping was fuming.

But when he saw this familiar game, his anger was quickly overshadowed by excitement.

“I can’t believe this game crossed over with me…”

In his past life, Qi Ping had stumbled upon this obscure, heavily modded game during a random online search. What caught his attention were its unique and intriguing skill mechanics.

Back then, he had spent nearly half a year grinding through most of the available classes, mastering their intricacies.

“With these twelve class templates to choose from, my situation in this cultivation world should improve significantly!”

While these classes might not rival the path of immortal cultivation, they were still leagues better than his current low-tier talent.

Besides, as the saying goes: Once multiclassing is allowed, class balance goes out the window!

As long as he picked the right class and mastered its skills, there was no reason he couldn’t make a name for himself in this world.

There are no useless classes—only useless players.

As a seasoned player of this D&D-inspired mod, Qi Ping felt qualified to say that.

“So the key now is to choose the most suitable class—one that fits both this cultivation world and my current circumstances…”

He fell into deep thought.

This decision was critical. He only had one shot at it—no takebacks, no regrets.

“First, eliminate the obviously unsuitable classes, then carefully compare the rest…”

With so many options, Qi Ping decided to use the process of elimination.

“First, I can rule out Barbarian, Bard, Cleric, and Monk.”

After some consideration, he dismissed these four.

The Bard was a support class, specializing in buffs, illusions, and charms. With no powerful allies around, who was he supposed to support—Old Man Zhou, the slacker?

The Barbarian was just a rage-fueled brute with an IQ penalty. In the cultivation world, that was basically cannon fodder. Only an idiot would pick it.

The Cleric was similar to the Bard, with mostly healing and support skills—not ideal for his needs.

The Monk was essentially a martial artist, excelling in hand-to-hand combat. It might work in a wuxia setting, but in a xianxia world? Not so much.

“After eliminating those four, eight remain. Next…”

After more deliberation…

“I can also exclude Fighter, Paladin, Rogue, and Ranger.”

The Fighter, like the Monk, was a frontline tank and damage dealer—better suited for a martial arts world.

The Rogue (or Thief) specialized in stealth and backstabbing, which didn’t align with his current situation.

The Ranger wasn’t much better—fairly useless in a cultivation context.

The Paladin was more interesting. Their power came from faith in the light, which could have some potential in this world—similar to Buddhist or Confucian cultivation methods. But ultimately, it still leaned more toward martial worlds.

“Now, only four classes remain: Sorcerer, Druid, Wizard, and Warlock. All of them seem like they could be incredibly powerful in this cultivation world, with plenty of room for creativity…”

The Sorcerer drew power from their bloodline. Given that the cultivation world was teeming with powerful beasts—even mythical ones like dragons, qilins, and taotie—if he could harness such bloodlines, the potential was terrifying.

The Druid derived strength from nature, with abilities like natural spellcasting, shapeshifting, beast taming, and farming. Their innate affinity for nature made them highly versatile in a cultivation setting.

The Wizard—often called the “Arcane Lord”—was the ultimate spellcaster. At their peak, they could even create divine realms.

The Warlock specialized in curses and forbidden magic, offering vast potential, especially in demonic sects.

Overall, all four classes had immense potential if utilized well.

“But while these classes suit the cultivation world, they also need to suit me.”

Different circumstances called for different choices.

If Qi Ping were in a demonic sect, the Warlock would be the obvious pick—no hesitation.

But right now, he immediately ruled it out. His personality wasn’t cutthroat enough for a world where the strong preyed on the weak.

“I’m scared of death. Joining a demonic sect is way too risky…”

The Sorcerer required absorbing powerful beast bloodlines—something he currently had no means of obtaining.

*”Old Man Zhou is only at Qi Refining Stage 4. There’s no way he could hunt high-tier spirit beasts for me.”*

Plus, Qi Ping was broke. Even after a decade of saving, he might not afford a single decent bloodline—especially now that his bee colony was in trouble. He might not even make rent.

So the Sorcerer was out.

“The Wizard is undeniably powerful. If I had decent talent and was in a proper sect, reaching the late game would make me unstoppable…”

Elemental cataclysms, spatial magic, time manipulation—each was devastating on its own. Combined with cultivation? Absolutely broken.

“But Wizards are glass cannons, especially early on. With my current weak start, surviving would be a nightmare.”

That left only the Druid.

The Druid had caught his eye from the beginning, but this decision was too important to rush.

“If I pick wrong, I’ll regret it for life.”

“Druids have four core abilities: beast taming, farming, shapeshifting, and spellcasting. The first two would give me immediate, massive benefits…”

Their animal affinity allowed communication and contracts with beasts. The most immediate use? Figuring out why his bees were agitated.

Beast taming could also boost his combat strength early on—for example, taming a swarm of killer hornets could threaten even mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators.

Low-intelligence creatures were easier to tame and still highly effective in battle.

Farming abilities would let him cultivate flowers and spirit herbs—self-explanatory in value.

“Beyond that, Druids have a natural connection to nature, which might help with enlightenment…”

“Especially since this body has trash-tier talent and mediocre comprehension.”

Just thinking about it made Qi Ping grimace. The lowest-grade Wood Spirit Root was bad enough, but his comprehension was even worse!

It had taken him over two years just to grasp the basics of the most basic Wood-element technique, Wood Shield Art.

Old Man Zhou had nearly lost his mind, convinced Qi Ping’s head was filled with sawdust.

This was another reason he ruled out the Wizard—with his abysmal comprehension, it’d be suicide.

“So Druid it is. Beast taming and farming won’t steer me wrong.”

Plus, it solved his immediate bee problem—his current livelihood.

Decision made, Qi Ping didn’t hesitate.

“Select the Druid class!”

[Druid class selected…]

[Generating class template…]