A Cat's Mind Is Beyond Human Comprehension

The Daoist walked around the palace, inspecting it carefully.

Heavenly Pillar Mountain was a stone pillar, but halfway up, a fissure ran through its middle, effectively splitting the mountaintop into two sides. There was a palace on each side, joined by a stone bridge—more or less the same layout Song You had seen the last time he came here.

Only, the palaces had been lightly repaired, some of the statues replaced, and everything swept clean. There were once more traces of Daoists living here.

One small room served as a bedroom.

They cooked in a corner of the room, where a tiny stove had been set up. It was cramped and compact, making it clear that the Daoists' life on this mountain was still quite austere.

It was very clean, though.

Carrying his lantern, the Daoist strolled along. When he stepped onto the stone bridge in the middle, it felt as though he were walking in the sky.

Three Flower Cat kept her tail low and followed him with brisk little steps, like a tiny wolf. When they reached the edge of the mountaintop platform and stepped onto the stone bridge, she walked when he walked and stopped when he stopped. As she followed him, she looked up and said, "You said you wanted to borrow the palace, and they lent it to you without even charging money."

"Yes..."

"How do they know you too?"

"Don't they know Three Flower Lady as well?"

"How do they know Three Flower Lady too?" Three Flower Cat stared at him blankly. "Three Flower Lady doesn't know them."

"Three Flower Lady travels the world and walks among mortals, often doing good deeds—slaying demons, banishing evil, and ridding the people of harm. Such things naturally spread by word of mouth. And when people have received