The atmosphere in front of the Demon Emperor Palace had grown unbearably tense.
Looking at Lu Ya, who now had cat ears, a swishing tail, and a meow at the end of every sentence,
the thread of reason in Eastern Emperor Taiyi's mind snapped completely.
"Monster!"
"How dare you possess my nephew and humiliate him like this!"
"Die!"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi flew into a rage. The Chaos Bell abruptly changed direction, no longer crashing down on Di Jun.
Instead, it came crashing down on the catgirl Lu Ya with the force to destroy heaven and earth.
"Whoever you are, get off my nephew's body!"
If that strike landed, forget Lu Ya—the whole Demon Court would be half in ruins.
"Second Brother, have you lost your mind?!"
Di Jun was scared out of his wits. That was his own son!
The River Diagram and Luo Script instantly flew out, transforming into the Primordial River Luo Formation and firmly blocking the Chaos Bell's attack.
"That's your nephew! That's Lu Ya! Take a closer look!" Di Jun roared.
Kunpeng cowered in a corner, staring at this family with vacant eyes, as if he had already seen through the ways of the world.
"What is going on..."
"This family... Could they all have some bizarre fetishes?"
"First Your Majesty turned into a twin-tailed little girl, and now the Crown Prince has become a catgirl..."
"What happened to this world? Is this still the all-conquering Demon Race?"
"Damn this Primordial Era... Maybe it'd be better if it just ended already. I'm tired. So tired."
Just then, Lu Ya was under immense pressure.
Yet he still tried to maintain his adorable catgirl pose as he patiently explained.
"Second Uncle, please calm down, meow!"
"This is a magical treasure refined by Senior Brother Zhao Gongming, meow!"
"Father Emperor was in that strange state earlier because Senior Brother Cihang used a magical treasure refined by Senior Brother Zhao Gongming, meow!"
"It's all because of the magical treasure, meow! I haven't been possessed, meow!"
At the barrage of meows, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi both froze.
The brothers stared at each other, their minds short-circuiting.
A magical treasure?
A magical treasure that could turn someone into a catgirl?
Did such an outrageous thing even exist in the Primordial Era?
While the brothers questioned their lives, Zhao Gongming was practically beaming with excitement.
He glanced at Cihang, who was still wearing the Magic Fairy Skirt, then at the catgirl Lu Ya.
"A perfect match!"
Quick as a flash, Zhao Gongming grabbed Cihang by the shoulder and shoved him over beside Lu Ya.
Cihang stared at him in confusion.
"Junior Brother, what are you doing?"
Zhao Gongming swiftly pulled out a Recording Stone, his eyes alight with fervor as he let out a perverted laugh.
"Heh heh heh..."
"Nan Liang and a catgirl!"
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime combo, the only one in the Primordial Era!"
"Wouldn't it be a crying shame not to take a picture?"
"Come on, look at the camera. Give us a smile. Say cheese!"
Click! Click!
The Recording Stone flashed, capturing a moment destined to go down in the Primordial Era's hall of shame.
Lu Ya was mortified. His cat ears drooped as he complained in a pitiful voice.
"Senior Brother Zhao is so mean, meow..."
Zhao Gongming didn't tone it down. He only laughed even harder.
"Aw, Crown Prince, the more you act like this, the more excited your senior brother gets!"
Di Jun finally came to his senses. He looked at this group of people treating the Demon Court like their own backyard, his brow furrowed as he asked sternly,
"Enough!"
"Who are you people?"
At that, Zhao Gongming immediately put away the Recording Stone and straightened his robes. Then he launched into his same unbearably grandiose introduction.
"This humble Daoist is Zhao Gongming, Direct Disciple of the Shangqing Sage, eldest disciple of the Interception Sect's Outer Sect, and the Primordial Era's number-one master of weapon refining!"
"This is from the Human Teachings..."
"Stop!" Di Jun felt a headache coming on and waved him off.
"There isn't room for this many people in my Demon Court. Get to the point!"
Seeing this, Kunpeng hurried over, wiping away cold sweat as he gave the briefest possible introduction to everyone.
When Di Jun learned they were disciples of the Three Pure Ones and the Western Teachings, his expression eased. He believed them, at least somewhat.
But he still eyed Lu Ya, now transformed into a girl, with suspicion.
"Can a magical treasure really do this?"
"Turn my son into... this?"
Just then, a furious phoenix cry rang out.
"Di Jun!!!"
Empress Xihe came flying over in a rage.
The first thing she saw was the cat-eared girl standing beside Di Jun.
Sensing a bloodline connection to Di Jun that was impossible to mistake, Xihe exploded.
"Well, well, look at you, Di Jun!"
"You heartless bastard!"
"So you've got a mistress on the side. Fine. But you even have a grown illegitimate daughter?!"
"And you dare bring your bastard home? Do you think I don't exist?!"
"I'll kill you! I'm done with this marriage. Divorce—now!"
Xihe summoned the Sun Essence Wheel, ready to fight Di Jun to the death.
Di Jun was dumbfounded. How did every explanation make things worse?
"Wife, no, listen to me..."
Watching Di Jun flounder,
Zhao Gongming sidled up to Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
He pulled a handful of sunflower seeds from his robes, offered him some, and asked like a spectator enjoying the show,
"Martial Uncle Eastern Emperor, Martial Uncle Di Jun's life sure seems tough, huh?"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi had already put away the Chaos Bell. Watching his elder brother get chewed out,
he merely waved a hand, wearing the weary, world-weary expression of a man who'd seen it all.
"You get used to it."
"Elder Brother has it rough, too."
Seeing his parents about to fight, Lu Ya hurried over, clung to Xihe's leg, and cried out,
"Mother, Mother, believe me, meow!"
"I'm Lu Ya, meow! I'm your son, Lu Ya, meow!"
"Hm?"
Xihe paused and looked down at the adorable cat-eared girl, then swept him with her divine sense.
"Oh? This really is Little Ten's aura?"
The anger in Xihe's eyes vanished at once, replaced by delight and excitement.
She scooped Lu Ya up and rubbed his cat ears, her eyes shining.
"Oh my, it really is Lu Ya!"
"How did you turn into a daughter? You're just too cute!"
"Mother's always wanted a sweet little girl. I never thought you'd be the one to change! Good. This is wonderful!"
Lu Ya was rubbed into utter despair and weakly explained,
"It's all thanks to Senior Brother Zhao's magical treasure, meow..."
The misunderstanding was cleared up, but Di Jun was still baffled.
"Wait, what exactly happened?"
"Why was Kunpeng so afraid of me just now that he even knelt?"
"Why did Second Brother attack me and say there was a monster inside me?"
"What was Lu Ya trying to explain?"
Looking at Di Jun's clear yet foolish eyes, Kunpeng sighed and silently took out the Recording Stone.
"Your Majesty... See for yourself."
The image appeared.
"Ciallo~(∠・ω＜)⌒☆ I'm Dijun-chan~☆"
That bewitching voice, that cute wink, those bouncing twin tails.
Dead silence. Absolute dead silence.
Zhao Gongming, Dizang, Cihang, and Xuandu all looked up at the sky in perfect unison, coughing awkwardly and pretending they'd seen nothing.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi patted his elder brother on the shoulder and said frankly,
"Elder Brother, I thought the Demon Ancestor Luohu had used some great divine ability to control your mind, or that you'd been possessed."
"I only attacked to protect your reputation."
Di Jun stared at himself in the image, trembling all over as his face went from red to purple, then purple to black.
Humiliation!
The ultimate humiliation!
"This... This isn't me!!"
Di Jun let out a desperate roar of denial.
Zhao Gongming chimed in from the side, twisting the knife.
"Right. You were much thinner back then."
"Shut up!" Di Jun glared at Zhao Gongming.
Zhao Gongming shrugged and mimed zipping his lips.
Just then, Xihe was about to leave with the catgirl Lu Ya in her arms. Before she went,
she glanced back at Di Jun, a strange light in her eyes. Lowering her voice, she spoke with a sultry look,
"Husband..."
"Even though the one in that image wasn't you,"
"if you'd be willing to dress like that and come find me tonight..."
"I might consider forgiving you for what you did before~"
Di Jun felt the world spinning and nearly toppled over.
"What?!"
"I am the lord of the Demon Court, the Demon Race's emperor! Wear women's clothes? In your dreams!"
After seeing this family of bizarre minds off,
Di Jun took a deep breath, forcibly restored his dignity as the Demon Emperor, and turned to Zhao Gongming.
"Zhao Gongming, even after all your explanations,"
"I still find it hard to believe that a mere magical treasure could wield such heaven-defying power—enough to summon my projection, no less."
"Unless you demonstrate it again!"
Zhao Gongming spread his hands helplessly.
"Fine. You won't believe it until you see it for yourself."
He turned around and expertly patted Cihang on the shoulder.
"Come on, senior brother. Show them!"
Cihang was still wearing the Magic Fairy Skirt. His face was so red with embarrassment it looked ready to drip blood as he protested indignantly,
"Why am I always the one who has to demonstrate it?!"
"I want to see someone else transform, too!"
Though he complained, his body was more than willing.
Cihang raised the Divine King Magic Immortal Stick again and skillfully chanted the spell as he spun around.
"Balala Energy... Full-Body Transformation!"
Pink light surged once more.
This time, space twisted as an extreme wave of Space Law descended.
A lithe, vigorous figure appeared amid the light.
"Space Ancestor Witch... Di Jiang?!"
Di Jun and Tai Yi's pupils contracted as they recognized the aura.
But as the light faded...
The one who appeared wasn't the monster Ancestral Witch, with his face like a yellow sack and skin red as cinnabar flame.
Instead, it was someone with her hair tied in a high ponytail, wearing a cropped sports tank and super-short athletic shorts.
Her skin was a healthy wheat color, and her whole body radiated youthful energy...
The youthful, gorgeous track-star version of Di Jiang!
Di Jiang's senior did a few high-knee warm-up steps on the spot.
Then she flashed Di Jun a cheerful smile, showing off a row of pearly white teeth.
"Hey, if it isn't Mangy bird!"
"Wanna see who's faster? The loser has to wear a little skirt!"
Di Jun: "..."
Tai Yi: "..."
So my archenemy is secretly a sporty, beautiful girl!
Looking at his energetic archenemy,
Di Jun fell silent for a long while. At last, he turned to Zhao Gongming and asked, his tone complicated:
"Zhao Gongming..."
"Are you selling this magic treasure?"
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