Old Chen Was Carried Off by a Cat

Amidst the misty rain, the woman walked along the Blue Stone Path, traversing the ancient town. Finally, with a soft sigh, she exploded in a terrifying bolt of lightning, transforming into specks of red rain that scattered and fell.

"Dead?!"

"Did you hear that? There was a real sound coming from there."

Wang Xuan and Old Chen were both surprised and shocked. In the past, no matter what the creatures they encountered did or how powerful they were, they never spoke in the Inner Scenery Realm. Today, they encountered a special one.

The two waited for a long time, but the woman did not reappear. She had indeed disappeared, and after the explosion, she returned to the rain. Even the red light gradually dissipated.

After waiting for so long, she finally saw the newcomer open the Inner Scenery Realm, but then she simply perished. Did she persist until now just to catch a glimpse of the future?

A small, spotted cat opened its mouth not far away, seemingly trying to meow, but no sound could be heard. It ran out of the rain, tears streaming from its eyes, and rolled down the slope in pairs. A cat so sad.

However, Wang Xuan and Old Chen dared not underestimate it. No creature that appeared in the Inner Scenery Realm was simple, and who knew what its origins were?

However, the appearance of two creatures in an Inner Scenery Realm is still somewhat unusual, quite different from before, especially since the woman's sighs sound so real, as if they were right next to one's ear.

The spotted cat pounced on the ruins of the town, shattered by lightning, meowing silently, tears streaming down its face.

Old Chen sighed and said, "Is this the woman's cat? When she Ascension to Immortality, she was shattered in the lightning, and the cat that remained is almost an immortal? It seems that the Woman in Red is ridiculously powerful. The lightning that struck her was very unusual and exceptionally thick."

"Old Chen, go and comfort that little kitten, it's so pitiful," Wang Xuan said.

Old Chen turned to look at him and said, "You come in first!"

"Go check on the cat first. Humans aren't plants or trees; how can they be without feelings? Even if it's a demon, you can't just be heartless and ignore it."

"You're using me as a stepping stone, aren't you?" Old Chen said.

As the two were whispering, the cat came over, still meowing and shedding tears. When it came close to Old Chen, it looked confused and bewildered.

Old Chen gripped his sword without uttering a word, while Wang Xuan stood silently outside the Inner Scenery Realm. The two men and the cat observed and confronted each other in this way.

The strange cat seemed to be meowing, silent yet emanating energy. Old Chen nearly swung his sword at it, but thankfully he managed to control himself. The kitten then retreated, looking at them timidly, clearly puzzled.

"You haven't been here for endless years, have you?" Old Chen asked.

The kitten still looked bewildered, and after a long while it nodded blankly, then pointed outside as if it had something to ask.

"Outside, the world has changed so much, it's definitely different from your time," Old Chen said, recounting the past once again.

Wang Xuan stepped in. Was he going to practice the Golden Body Art or the five pages of Golden Book? Now that he had the "Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands," it seemed he could continue to comprehend the five pages of Golden Book.

Old Chen spoke slowly, saying, "I think it's more reliable for you to practice Old Zhang's methods this time, considering his later fame."

"Hmm!" Wang Xuan nodded. The information about the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands was already imprinted in his mind. He could recall it at will in the Inner Scenery Realm and flip through the memories. This place was full of mystery.

As Old Chen recounted the story, he adjusted his posture and began practicing his own techniques.

Six years passed in a flash, and Wang Xuan thoroughly studied the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands. This was not the terrifying physical technique that Transcendent Immortals would fear, as described in the five pages of Golden Book. It was indeed just a casual creation by Old Zhang at the time, inspired by his own feelings.

It is comparable to the Great Vajra Fist, with immense power, making up for Wang Xuan's lack of conventional attack techniques.

After all, the Golden Body Art enhances his overall physical attributes, including his flesh and blood and mental strength. It is primarily defensive, but not sharp enough in attack. Now he feels there is no problem.

For many years, Old Chen has been studying the Ghost Monk's boxing style. It looks like the Great Vajra Fist, but it is definitely not; it surpasses it.

Old Chen had privately told Wang Xuan that this was very likely the legendary Bodhisattva Fist, a top-level Buddhist martial art with unparalleled power.

Most importantly, Old Chen believes that the Bodhisattva Fist suits his temperament, is very beneficial to learn, and does not harm his internal organs.

Wang Xuan thought to himself, "How dare Old Chen say such a thing? How is he acting like a compassionate bodhisattva? This is the strongest blasphemy and attack on our predecessors."

Time flies, and twenty years have passed in total. Strangely, Wang Xuan did not feel himself aging in the Inner Scenery Realm. When he was mentally exhausted, he would be replenished by Mysterious Factor and would be energetic again.

This was a rare period of tranquility, and it lasted for such a long time that Wang Xuan painstakingly completed the second engraving of the five pages of Golden Book.

During this process, his internal organs were constantly injured, but he was nourished by Mysterious Matter in the Inner Scenery Realm, and his injuries were constantly repaired. He endured it all and finally mastered the second move in the book.

Things are different now. His realm is higher than before, and he can understand the things recorded in the book more deeply. Mastering the second move is a natural outcome.

Old Chen would tell stories from time to time and occasionally pet the cat, living a carefree life. He had even mastered the Bodhisattva Fist to a certain degree.

"Old Chen, according to your understanding, the flow of time here is actually the same as outside?" Wang Xuan asked, then walked over, petted the cat, and vigorously rubbed its head.

The cat seemed to be meowing, but remained silent; it had been listening to Old Chen tell stories for so many years.

However, this time Old Chen spoke slowly, only telling it a segment after it had cultivated for a period of time. Finally, when it got to modern warships, there was really nothing more to say, so he started making up the future.

Old Chen said, "It's not a matter of the flow of time. We haven't actually stayed that many years. I think it's because our thoughts, perceptions, and physical bodies are in a most active and unique state. Our spirit and body are undergoing rapid changes in this extremely active state as we cultivate. Our thoughts and perceptions have become incredibly fast, so we think time has slowed down."

He continued, "Just as humans were able to prevail in the competition among all creatures, they were originally allies with beasts and were not much better than others. However, when a special moment came, some humans underwent a transformation and thus prevailed over other races. Humans suddenly rose to prominence at a certain historical period, and there is no intermediate transitional phase in history. That's how it is."

Wang Xuan nodded and said, "That makes sense. However, if we explain it by saying that one minute in the outside world is equivalent to several years in the Inner Scenery Realm, it also makes sense. There's no conflict between the two explanations. Our spirits don't age because they are nourished by Mysterious Matter. Moreover, here the spirits are in a state of absolute tranquility and extreme calmness. Apart from the established cultivation goals, all other thoughts are gradually swept away. Therefore, if a pure and innocent child practices the Root Method and physical techniques of the Pre-Qin Daoist practitioners, strengthens themselves, and then receives nourishment from secret medicines, they will naturally remain young and vigorous."

Old Chen nodded, both explanations made sense.

"Little kitty, which one do you think it is?" Wang Xuan petted it again.

The spotted cat bares its teeth, extends its claws, and looks fierce.

Wang Xuan patted its head, moved away a bit, and said, "Old Chen, the deputy of the Relevant Department is meeting with three old men. Could they be considering what will happen after you die? Also, it seems I'm being watched. Please make proper arrangements for me after I get out this time."

Old Chen said, "At present, your identity will not be exposed. Qing Mu is very cautious. When you went to the Congling Mountains under the name of Wang Xiao, he had someone put on your replica mask and stay in Ancheng."

Wang Xuan sighed, "Old Qing is a good person, much better than you!" Then, he thought for a moment and said, "Since even you've come in, I have no reason not to take care of Old Qing."

Then, Wang Xuan turned and went outside.

"Go quickly and come back quickly," Old Chen said anxiously.

Qing Mu was completely bewildered. When he actually saw the Inner Scenery Realm, he could hardly believe his eyes. There really was another world outside of the real world?

Now he gradually understands that the various "secret codes" used by his master and Wang Xuan are not so outrageous.

This time, Wang Xuan was almost exhausted to death. It's no exaggeration. He felt that sending two people into the same Inner Scenery Realm was the limit of his life.

He lay prone in the Inner Scenery Realm, breathing heavily, greedily swallowing the Mysterious Matter to replenish his exhausted spirit.

"Where is my master?" Qing Mu asked.

Then he was shocked. What was that thing? It was hiding in the ruins, tearing at his master. Half of its body was submerged in its gaping maw, with only its legs still struggling outside.

"Oh my god, this is the Inner Scenery Realm! I want to go back! No, I need to save my master first!" Qing Mu shouted and rushed forward.

"Old Chen... was carried off by a cat?!" After recovering slightly, Wang Xuan quickly chased after him, and sure enough, it turned out to be a strange occurrence.

At the same time, Wang Xuan also sensed an unusual fluctuation. A figure in red was vaguely visible deep within the Inner Scenery Realm, but it was as if a large curtain covered it, separating the two worlds. She could not come over and quietly watched this side.

His head was enormous; this time was truly different from ever before!

"The pure white bones are the bones of the White Tiger Great Demon, a key that can unlock this Inner Scenery Realm. But the White Tiger Great Demon seems to be just a pet kept by some being!" On his way to save Old Chen, Wang Xuan suddenly thought of many things.

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