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."
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
