"Yun Steward, take care on your way!"
The Taoist priest dressed Zhao Alchemy Master said tearfully as he waved farewell to Yun Shan, who left with a white cat in his arms. Yun Shan left without even turning his head back, not even having the heart to bid them farewell.
After all, this blind Alchemy Master had recklessly charged at the young miss's cat, he should have been skinned and had his bones removed. Letting him off with just a bottle of alchemy medicine and some alchemy books was rather cheap for him.
But just because Yun Shan thought this way didn't mean Zhao Alchemy Master thought the same.
Zhao Alchemy Master looked at his pine wood book chest and felt utterly heartbroken. His entire life's collection of alchemy books that the white cat had taken away one-third of in one go.
Although they were books he could not use anymore, every single book had his own annotations, they were heirlooms he wanted to pass down to future generations!
As for those Tiger Bone Strengthening Pills, even more so.
He had prepared those alchemy medicines for his own Medicinal Herb Identifying Rat that looked for medicinal herbs. Although his rat was a beast at the bottom of the Mythical Beast List, it was born able to find precious medicinal herbs, and its feces were top quality fertilizer for medicinal herbs.
When he was young, it was relying on this treasured rat that let him attain his current accomplishments.
And because of this Medicinal Herb Identifying Rat, he extremely detested cats.
Although the Medicinal Herb Identifying Rat now was not the original one, but its descendant, this Medicinal Herb Identifying Rat was still young in age, and still needed those alchemy medicines to temper its bones.
Now, all were gone.
Snatched away by that damned cat!
He was foolish to provoke that cat!
Zhao Alchemy Master looked at Yun Shan's departing figure, clutching his chest, the pain was unbearable.
Alas!
Heartache!
...
At dusk,
Inside the Main Building of Langya Palace.
"Master Cat, what do you need so many alchemy books for?"
Yue Yun asked Du ke in puzzlement as he placed books on Du ke's cat climbing rack. While asking, Yue Yun, this little fat black cat, also placed the books on Du ke's cat climbing rack.
"Meow~~"
Du ke casually responded, and also stretched out his paws, continuously extending and retracting his claws from his paw pads.
"Huh?" Yue Yun stared with wide eyes, "You want to shred books to play?"
"Meow?"
Du ke glanced askance at Yue Yun, do you have any objections?
"No, I have no objections!"
Yue Yun shrank his neck back. Du ke noticed Yue Yun's swollen eye bags, sat up straight and meowed, also pointing at Yue Yun's eyes.
Seeing Du ke notice this point, Yue Yun sighed and said, "Master Cat, my master has left."
"Meow?"
Du ke tilted his head, he just left, not die, why cry?
"But before he left, he passed our Ganzhi Beast Control Sect's token to me. That was left to him by my grandmaster!"
"My master usually treasured that token the most. Now that he has given this token to me, I feel uneasy."
Yue Yun squatted on the ground and said to Du ke: "Master Cat, you are a spiritual cat. Say that my master will definitely be alright, right!"
Du ke tilted his head. His gaze at Yue Yun was as if looking at a fool.
I'm Jade XiaoYao, not the Roaring Lion Buddha, how would I know this.
"Sigh, don't know when my master will come back after leaving this time."
Yue Yun rested his cheeks in his palms and heaved a deep sigh.
Thirteen in the doghouse was fiercely gnawing on a bone. Hearing Yue Yun's sigh,
Thirteen stuck his head out to glance at the little fat black cat, then turned around and went back into the doghouse, pushed his bone further inside, stuck his butt facing out, hugged the bone and ate ravenously.
Bang!
The room door was suddenly kicked open. Su Qiluo with a gloomy expression appeared at the doorway.
Seeing Su Qiluo return, Yue Yun immediately greeted her, "Ah! Young miss, you've returned!"
Su Qiluo waved her hand, not wanting to say a word to the little fat black cat.
Seeing Su Qiluo's abnormal expression, Yue Yun immediately shrank his neck back and said softly, "You stay with Master Cat, I'll go out first to see if Master Cat's dinner tonight is ready."
After Yue Yun went out, Du ke also stood up and stretched lazily, looking at Su Qiluo and letting out a confused meow.
"Meow?"
"General!"
The little maid's small face wrinkled, her brows drooped down, tears swirling in her eyes.
"Meow!"
Du ke immediately let out a sharp meow as if his tail was stepped on. In the cat's meow, Du ke ran towards Su Qiluo.
What happened?
Who bullied you?
Su Qiluo picked up Du ke and buried her face in Du ke's fur, sobbing softly, "Today in martial arts class, Third Uncle had us spar."
"Meow?"
Du ke patted Su Qiluo's arm, signaling her to continue speaking.
"Then Brother Thirteen deliberately made things difficult for me and made me lose face."
"Brother Six helped speak up for me and got beaten up by Brother Thirteen!"
"And because it was mutual comparison, Third Uncle also couldn't help me get back at them, and scolded me instead!"
"Before leaving, Brother Thirteen also said if there were chances to spar in the future, he would make me lose face again!"
"General, what should I do?"
Listening to Su Qiluo's grievances, Du ke couldn't help but sigh.
Although Su Qiluo had a prestigious status that many feared, she was still just a child. Children's scuffles could not always be resolved by adults.
If contradictions arose and she always looked for adults to resolve them, she would be isolated by the other children, and even bullied by the other children.
The rules of interaction between children were completely different from adults.
Now Su Qiluo was bullied outside, naturally she would not tell her father or Yun Shan and the others about this.
She could only come to him to cry and complain.
That stinky brat from the Thirteen's room!!
A trace of fierceness flashed through Du ke's eyes, but he immediately restrained it.
He still could not directly target that stinky brat, otherwise it would implicate Su Qiluo to be scolded.
But there were still ways!
Perhaps it was time to take that step!
"Meow!"
Du ke called out. Su Qiluo raised her head, blinking her tearful eyes as she looked at Du ke.
As the white cat and Su Qiluo's tearful eyes met, Du ke couldn't help but sigh.
Ah, this pitiful girl!
But this may not necessarily be a bad thing!
"Meow!!"
Du ke jumped out from Su Qiluo's embrace, meowed at Su Qiluo, and made a begging gesture.
"General, are you hungry?"
Su Qiluo hugged her knees, confusion in her eyes. Du ke shook his head, and swept his tail on the ground instead.
"Do you want me to help you sweep the floor?"
Du ke shook his head, and clawed the carpet with his paws instead.
"Do you want to poop?"
Du ke slapped a paw on his own face, looking at Su Qiluo helplessly. Young lady from a good family, how could you say such vulgar words.
"But every time after you poop, you would claw the ground twice with your paws."
Su Qiluo wiped her nose, and also cracked a smile amidst her tears, "General, I'm not sad anymore."
"With you by my side, I'm not afraid of anything!"
Hearing these words, Du ke felt warmth in his heart, and that idea grew even stronger.
Du ke directly extended his paws and started gesturing on the ground mat. Seeing Du ke's gesturing posture, confusion appeared in Su Qiluo's eyes, but soon an epiphany surfaced, and this epiphany made Su Qiluo feel absurd.
Su Qiluo gaped, "You want to write?"
Du ke nodded forcefully, and also started gesturing, signaling he wanted brush, ink, paper and inkstone.
Su Qiluo's mouth gaped even wider as she maintained eye contact with Du ke.
A moment later, Su Qiluo got up directly from the ground and ran out of the room.
Du ke crouched on the floor and waited patiently, feeling somewhat nervous.
Soon after, Su Qiluo walked back into the cat room, carrying brush, ink, paper and inkstone in her arms.
Seeing Su Qiluo come back in, Du ke immediately closed the door and lowered the door bolt from inside.
After securing the door, Su Qiluo also laid out the writing materials. She looked at Du ke expectantly, seemingly wanting to see if her guess would come true.
Du ke came before the writing materials, looking at the brush, ink, paper and inkstone, he flexed his paws.
These days, constantly refining books into pills, he already had a preliminary understanding of the writing system in this world. Reading and writing normally was no problem.
Du ke sat down in front of the writing materials. Su Qiluo also watched attentively, waiting to see Du ke's actions.
Du ke took a deep breath, pointed at the inkstone.
"Meow!"
What are you still looking at, grind the ink for me!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
