By the time Xue Jing stepped out of the bathroom, an hour had already passed.
He walked into the living room and saw Maomao curled up on the sofa, shutting herself away.
"Hm? You changed back?"
Xue Jing asked in surprise.
The one on the sofa was not Ning Fengwan, the beautiful black-haired cat-eared girl, but a black cat with four white paws.
"Mm." Ning Fengwan buried her cat head in the gap between the sofa cushions and answered in a muffled voice.
She had no idea how to face Xue Jing now.
She had been so intimate with him in human form... and in the end, she had even brushed against that unsheathed holy sword.
For a girl who had never even held a man's hand, it was far too stimulating.
Whenever she thought of it, she wanted to bash her head in on the spot.
Ning Fengwan raised both paws and covered her face.
"Xiaowan, how did you change back? Can you transform again?"
Xue Jing walked over, then sat down beside her on the sofa.
"You should call me Sect Leader..." Ning Fengwan said listlessly. Then she sighed. "...I don't know. After I calmed down just now, I changed back into a cat."
"Now I can't turn into a human again. It's completely baffling."
She was somewhat disappointed, yet also faintly relieved.
If she could completely return to human form, she would have no reason to keep staying in Xue Jing's home. She would have to go back to being the Sect Leader of the Dragon Cult.
Though she had briefly transformed back after triggering some special condition, the situation was still unstable. She still had to continue staying here for the time being.
"Mm... I recently met someone who knows quite a bit about God Relics.