The Catnip Ball and the Kitten

[Catnip Ball: Entirely chemical, with no natural ingredients. It causes no harm to the human body, but may be extremely enticing to felines, likewise with no side effects. It can regenerate and be reused.]

Tang Feng looked at the description of the Catnip Ball in his hand and marveled once again. As expected of a system product, it was bound to be top quality.

He had never imagined that something useless he had left gathering dust in the system Warehouse would work on a Soul Master whose Martial Soul was a cat.

He had merely scraped some off and applied it, and Zhu Zhuqing had started licking it right up.

It was downright ridiculous.

After washing herself, Zhu Zhuqing looked at the underwear the hotel had provided in the bathroom. It consisted of only a few strings, and she promptly threw it into the trash.

Unless Tang Feng told her himself to wear it, she wouldn't.

Zhu Zhuqing took the clothes she had prepared in advance out of her Storage Soul Guidance Ring, put them on, and left the bathroom.

As soon as she entered the bedroom, Zhu Zhuqing caught a whiff of the same intoxicating scent she had smelled that morning.

Inside the bedroom, Tang Feng was holding a green ball.

The scent that so intoxicated her seemed to be coming from it.

Thinking this, Zhu Zhuqing sat down beside Tang Feng and stared at the Catnip Ball in his hand without blinking. "Tang Feng, is this green ball the item that will make me stronger?" she asked curiously.

"No. This green ball is called a Catnip Ball. It only attracts felines, but for some reason, it seems to have worked on you too."

"Huh!?" Zhu Zhuqing was dumbfounded. What did he mean, it only attracted felines? Then why had she licked it so happily that morning?

Could it have been because of her Martial Soul?

Surely it couldn't have been because of the Cat Teaser.

That was just too absurd.

Tang Feng took out a dagger, cut a small piece off the Catnip Ball, and handed it to Zhu Zhuqing.

"This can make felines feel pleasure and give them a pleasant sensation. You can smell it while you cultivate, or taste a tiny bit, and see if it helps your cultivation."

"If it does, you can come to me for more when you run out."

"Use it in moderation. Don't use it every day, or its effects might wear off."

"Thank you, Tang Feng." Zhu Zhuqing eagerly took the small piece of catnip, held it under her nose, and took a deep sniff. At once, she felt as if she were floating in heaven.

Her enormous breasts, which were still somewhat red and swollen from being kneaded and rubbed that morning, also showed signs of improvement at that moment.

"Sit down and cultivate!" Tang Feng reminded her.

Hearing that, Zhu Zhuqing hurriedly followed her instincts and began to cultivate.

She cultivated for the entire afternoon.

On the bed, Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes again. Her whole body felt incredibly relaxed, without the restless discomfort she usually felt when cultivating.

Not only that, she also noticed that the results of her afternoon's cultivation matched what she used to achieve in a whole day.

The discovery left Zhu Zhuqing beside herself with excitement.

She carefully put the small piece of catnip into her Storage Soul Guidance Ring, then looked left and right, but saw no sign of Tang Feng.

"What are you looking for?"

Tang Feng's voice came from behind her.

Only then did Zhu Zhuqing turn her head. She saw that Tang Feng was cultivating as well, a cyan light radiating from his body. It didn't look like he was cultivating Soul Power.

A drop of red blood floated in Tang Feng's hand. He indeed wasn't cultivating Soul Power, but the Azure Heaven Dragon Transformation Art.

"You," Zhu Zhuqing replied.

Like a kitten, she looked at the drop of blood in front of Tang Feng and asked curiously:

"What are you doing?"

"Body refinement. It's a secret technique only I can cultivate. You can't cultivate it, but later I'll teach you some of my other Self-Created Soul Skills."

Tang Feng put away Da Ming's Blood, whose dragon energy he had yet to absorb completely, and said:

"It's getting late. You don't seem to have eaten today, have you?"

"Come on, let's eat first, then buy a few things. We'll spend another night here tonight."

"Tomorrow morning, I'll take you to the place where we'll really cultivate."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhu Zhuqing had already come to regard herself as Tang Feng's woman.

Although they hadn't taken the final step, and her rear had yet to be explored, he had seen everything there was to see.

In particular, Tang Feng had ravaged her proudest assets.

She thought of how she had been ready at the time, begging Tang Feng to take the next step.

But Tang Feng had only given her breasts a hard slap and told her to save herself for now.

The humiliation and shame that had surged through Zhu Zhuqing then had made her want to pull the covers over her face and simply smother herself to death on the spot.

After dinner, Tang Feng took Zhu Zhuqing to Flender's shop.

Flender, who was feigning sleep in a recliner, casually glanced at them when he saw them enter.

One had no Soul Power, while the other had Soul Power above level twenty-five.

The one without Soul Power had probably used some special method to conceal it. He looked about the same age as the girl beside him, so his Soul Power was probably above level twenty-five too.

Hmm, not bad. It looks like my Shrek Academy will have new students joining again.

After entering the shop, Tang Feng headed straight for the plate crystal.

He picked it up and asked:

"How much?"

"Not expensive. A hundred Gold Soul Coins," Flender said lazily.

The moment he finished speaking, Tang Feng tossed a bag containing a hundred Gold Soul Coins onto the table.

Then he left the shop with Zhu Zhuqing without looking back.

Flender picked up the bag of Gold Soul Coins and hefted it. The sound was right, and so was the weight: exactly a hundred Gold Soul Coins.

"Heh!"

"He didn't even haggle. He must be a rich one. Shrek won't have to worry about funds to keep running anymore!"

Out on the street, Zhu Zhuqing didn't quite understand why Tang Feng had bought a yellow crystal.

"Tang Feng, that crystal wasn't worth a hundred Gold Soul Coins, was it?"

"Whether it's worth it depends on how you use it. If you know how, it is. If you don't, it isn't."

Tang Feng had bought it because he was worried that if he fished up knowledge about Soul Tools or hidden weapons in the future, he might need it. Better to be prepared.

Besides, it was only a hundred Gold Soul Coins, not very expensive.

With Spirit Hall backing him, Tang Feng had plenty of money.

"So you know how to use it?"

"No."

Zhu Zhuqing was speechless. After all that, he might as well have said nothing. If she'd known, she wouldn't have asked.

After spending another night at the Rose Hotel, Tang Feng took Zhu Zhuqing north.

On the way, Zhu Zhuqing gently rubbed her chest. It didn't hurt at all.

Even though Tang Feng had kneaded it for so long the night before that it had turned red and swollen, the pain had vanished immediately after he used the Soul Skill of his Third Soul Ring, a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.

The redness and swelling had also faded visibly, restoring her skin to its normal milky white.

Zhu Zhuqing had been shocked. She hadn't expected Tang Feng, who had defeated Dai Mubai in a single move, to be an Auxiliary Soul Master. That was just too ridiculous.

After all, Auxiliary Soul Masters were universally acknowledged to have the slowest cultivation speed of all Soul Masters on the continent, without exception.

And Tang Feng?

He was the same age as her and belonged to the Auxiliary class, which cultivated the slowest, yet he already had Level 40 Soul Power. His cultivation speed was simply inhuman.