Actually, being a cat isn’t so bad.
After all, Li Jiewei even lets her sleep in the same bed—something she never got to enjoy when she first started out.
Little Wei covered her face with her paws.
Li Jiewei placed her on the bed, bending down with a soft smile. "I’m heading out now."
Watching Li Jiewei leave, Little Wei quickly shapeshifted into her human form and vaulted over the wall. Luckily, this world wasn’t too densely populated, and the buildings were low enough that with her staff supporting her, she landed safely.
"Good thing there’s no surveillance, or you’d have a hard time explaining this," the staff remarked.
"Doesn’t matter. We need to get to school now." Little Wei dashed across the street and soon spotted Li Jiewei walking ahead, carrying a single-strap canvas bag.
"Found her." Seeing Li Jiewei’s back, Little Wei hurried to follow.
"Doesn’t this count as stalker behavior?" the staff quipped.
Little Wei: ?
"What nonsense are you spouting? I’m just looking out for her. Besides, I still haven’t encountered any monsters or cultivators, but I bet some of the other hosts are definitely among them."
Little Wei was tempted to kick the staff.
But considering its age, she resisted the urge to bully a child.
"There might be, but most probably aren’t as strong as you," the staff added from behind.
Still, in this world, a mix of spiritual energy and technology wasn’t unusual. With so many professions to choose from, finding the right world to showcase one’s abilities was only natural.
Otherwise, what was the point of picking a profession?
When the pair arrived at the school, they saw a crowd of young men and women dressed in silver-lined short robes and white silk ankle boots, swords hanging at their waists—a modern take on cultivation attire.
So this was the so-called Cultivation Academy Li Jiewei had mentioned.
Who knew there’d be so many people?
"Is this some kind of trendy cultivation school now?"
The staff rubbed its chin. "Think of it as an era of spiritual revival. You’ve probably read novels like this before."
Little Wei pondered. "You’re underestimating me. I haven’t actually read those, but I’ve heard of them."
Like The King’s Avatar—super popular.
"So what do we do now?" The staff didn’t bother delving deeper into the topic.
After all, any cultivator could tell at a glance that Little Wei was a spiritual beast.
In this day and age, rare creatures like her were practically treasures to cultivators—coveted and pampered.
"You’d be a hot commodity among them," the staff said.
Little Wei thought for a moment, then smirked. "Guess that makes us the same, huh? Since hosts probably fight over you too."
The staff: …
"Not even close. I’m something even gods would kill for, but they can’t use me even if they tried. I’m born from your soul—if you die, I’m gone. Murder and theft would be pointless." The staff pouted.
"Then let’s just fly in." Little Wei glanced at the sky.
She wanted to soar higher.
"That’s way too obvious. Honestly, we can just walk in like normal people and see if any hosts are among these cultivators."
If things went south, Little Wei could always turn back into a cat and escape.
"Fine. Doesn’t seem like there’s any security anyway." With that, Little Wei strode forward.
The cultivators were chatting among themselves, with a group conducting aptitude tests nearby. Spotting Little Wei, a refined-looking young man approached her.
"Miss, would you like to test your cultivation potential?"
Little Wei’s lips twitched. The way he said it sounded like a sales pitch.
"No thanks," she waved him off.
"No worries! Just scan the QR code, take the test over there, and you’ll get a snack gift bag!"
Little Wei: ???
This whole setup reminded her of supermarket promotions.
No, wait—more like those pushy campus salespeople.
The last time she felt this exasperated was… well, the last time.
"Sorry, I’m busy." She brushed past the young man, only to be swarmed by a dozen more.
The bombardment of cultivation ads nearly buried her alive.
"Damn it! This is insane—I can’t take it anymore!" Little Wei felt dizzy, on the verge of vomiting.
"Pfft—hilarious." The staff snickered from the sidelines.
"You’re laughing?" Little Wei kicked it.
But after wasting so much time at the entrance, she’d lost sight of Li Jiewei.
"Hey, kiddo, where’s Li Jiewei?" Little Wei asked urgently.
"Her? Let me check. I wasn’t paying attention earlier—too many people here. But she’s probably in class by now," the staff replied. "I’ll locate her classroom for you."
"Okay, okay." Little Wei panted, needing a breather.
But before she could catch her breath, a group of cultivators surrounded her.
"Hello! We’re second-years from Tomorrow’s Cultivation Academy. Nice to meet you!" The leader, a girl, extended a friendly hand.
Little Wei: ?
Without waiting for a response, Little Wei bolted.
Worried the staff couldn’t keep up, she transformed it back and sprinted nearly 400 meters before slowing down—only to crash into someone.
"Cough—" She staggered back, hacking.
Before her stood a young man in a blue-silver short robe, his semi-long hair tied back. His eyes widened at the sight of the staff in her arms.
"Jiang Xixi?"
Hearing the name, Little Wei froze.
She looked up at the man.
Wait—wasn’t this an elimination round?
How was Zhao Hanyu here?
"You’re Zhao Hanyu?" she ventured.
"Yeah, but my real name isn’t Zhao Hanyu. It’s Zhao Ming—the ‘Ming’ with the metal radical and the character for ‘name.’" He held out a hand.
"I’m Gu Wei."
Zhao Ming frowned at the name.
"That doesn’t sound like a girl’s name."
Little Wei: …
Would he freak out if she told him she used to be a guy?
But that was her secret, so she kept it to herself.
"Anyway, how’d you get in?" she asked.
Zhao Ming smiled faintly. "My ranking was high, so the system gave me a chance. If I finish the mission early, there are extra rewards."
Little Wei eyed him skeptically, then whispered, "Mind telling me what your mission is?"
Zhao Ming scratched his head.
"Wasn’t planning to, but I guess it doesn’t matter. We probably don’t have conflicting goals."
"Our mission is to find the last surviving cat demon in this world."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
