"If you want something to eat, I can buy it for you, but I’d advise against it. This place is perfect for your cultivation, and we’ll have to head back tomorrow morning anyway."
The staff actually suggested Little Wei stay here longer, since buying tickets and switching buses was exhausting.
Luckily, she could shapeshift, and with the help of the little loli creating fake information, she could at least purchase a ticket. Otherwise, she wouldn’t even be able to board.
"If we’re staying, let’s stay a couple more days," Little Wei said.
After all, the original cat wasn’t the clingy type around Li Jiewei—it often wandered off. So she had plenty of opportunities to cultivate here undisturbed.
Admittedly, the cultivation zone was pretty nice. Even during the day, there was spiritual energy to absorb—just not as much.
But once night fell, there was plenty of lunar essence to go around.
Little Wei and the staff spent some time cultivating in the mountains, and by the end, she was practically wrecked.
"Ugh, I never want to cultivate again in my life," Little Wei groaned, nearly gagging.
Cultivation was truly humanity’s most loathsome invention.
"Those two short sentences perfectly encapsulate your laziness," the staff nearly laughed out loud.
This girl was the epitome of sloth.
"Pfft, like you’re one to talk—I don’t see you cultivating either," Little Wei grumbled, thoroughly annoyed.
On the way back, for convenience, the staff called a car. Though it was pricey, it dropped them right at Li Jiewei’s doorstep.
"Oh my god, I’ve missed this place so much!" Little Wei stretched lazily, shifting back into her cat form.
She leaped onto the balcony and darted straight into the bedroom.
"Puppy! You’re finally back! Where have you been running off to? Look at you—all dirty. Come on, I’ll give you a bath." Li Jiewei quickly scooped Little Wei into her arms.
Little Wei opened her mouth to let out a soft meow—
Oh crap.
She suddenly felt something was very wrong.
She was about to turn human again.
Luckily, Li Jiewei set her down in the bathroom and stepped out to gather bathing supplies.
When she returned, she found a white cat-eared girl sitting dazedly on the floor.
Li Jiewei froze, rubbing her eyes and staring at the cat-eared girl in disbelief.
"You’re…?"
Little Wei awkwardly glanced away.
"Uh… what if I said this was an accident? Would you believe me?"
She had no idea why, but she’d lost control again.
Her eyes landed on the watch Li Jiewei had left by the sink.
Could it be because of that watch?
Little Wei was suspicious.
"Are you… Puppy?" Li Jiewei guessed, recognizing the color of the cat ears.
Though the name sounded a bit like an insult now, and Li Jiewei flushed awkwardly after saying it.
"Sorry, that name is kind of…"
"I’m hungry," Little Wei brushed off the name issue.
She hadn’t eaten in three days to rush back. If she weren’t a yokai, Li Jiewei would’ve been hosting her funeral by now.
"Oh! Right, I’ll cook for you right away. Just wait a bit!" Li Jiewei’s eyes sparkled with delight.
Sure, it wasn’t the cat-eared boy most girls would swoon over, but her cat was gorgeous.
She absolutely adored this kind of cat.
No wonder her cat used to wander off—probably to cultivate or something.
Little Wei stood up, eyeing the watch. Those beads definitely had more functions than just altering history.
Damn it.
Last time, it forced her into a cat. Now it had to turn her human.
She really couldn’t be friends with this watch.
Walking into the living room, she saw Li Jiewei bringing out a plate of fruit.
"Sit here for now. What do you want to eat? I bought a ton of groceries yesterday," Li Jiewei asked nervously, her cheeks pink.
Her cat was just too adorable.
She wanted to hug and kiss those soft cheeks—they had to be even squishier than in cat form.
"Mm, I’d love some home-cooked dishes. Like stir-fried potatoes, rice, and if possible, sweet and sour pork. That’d be perfect."
Little Wei clutched her growling stomach—she was practically starving.
A dead Little Wei wouldn’t be any fun to play with.
Wait—what kind of thought was that?!
"Got it. I’ll do my best," Li Jiewei replied cheerfully, completely unfazed.
Wasn’t every cat basically royalty?
Besides, "Puppy"—no, she really shouldn’t call her that anymore.
Even thinking about it now made Li Jiewei cringe.
She shook her head and hurried back to the kitchen.
With her parents often away on business, cooking was second nature to her.
An hour later, Li Jiewei set the dishes on the table, smiling fondly at Little Wei, who was watching TV on the sofa.
"Come on, kitty. Dinner’s ready."
Little Wei eagerly took her seat, eyes lighting up at the spread of four dishes and a soup.
"This looks amazing."
"I’m glad you like it," Li Jiewei said, sitting beside her.
She studied Little Wei. "Do you have a name?"
"Yeah. It’s Little Wei," she answered bluntly.
At least this way, she could ditch the "Puppy" nonsense. That name was an insult to cats everywhere.
"Oh, Wei as in ‘unique’?" Li Jiewei asked.
For some reason, the name sounded familiar—like she’d heard it somewhere before.
"Yep," Little Wei nodded, already wolfing down her meal.
She was seriously about to keel over from hunger.
Watching her eat like a ravenous little cat, Li Jiewei covered her mouth to stifle a giggle. Her cat was just too cute.
The kind you’d want to keep forever.
The thought struck her—but wasn’t that how it was supposed to be?
This was her cat.
Even if she was a bit of a wanderer.
"Oh, one more thing," Little Wei looked up at Li Jiewei. "You can’t tell anyone about me turning human."
Li Jiewei blinked, then nodded.
"Okay, but why?"
Wasn’t this something to be happy about?
What if her friends’ cats could turn human too?
"Because it’s a secret. Only you can know. Otherwise, I’ll get dragged off to a lab and dissected. Plus, those cultivators would love to get their hands on me. You don’t want me to leave, do you?" Little Wei clung to Li Jiewei’s arm, putting on her sweetest, most clingy act.
She was a needy little cat, after all.
"Alright, alright, I promise. I’ll listen to you," Li Jiewei quickly reassured her, patting Little Wei’s head.
Holy—!
The feel of a giant cat’s fur was incredible.
Li Jiewei was stunned.
And so real.
"Good. Now, back to eating. Your cooking’s seriously the best," Little Wei declared.
Out of all of Ah Si’s clones, Li Jiewei was hands-down the best cook.
She was in love.
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?!
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.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
