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The owner of the enormous head was not human.
Its head resembled a cat's, and instead of scales, its body was covered in fiery red fur, as though it were ablaze, radiating an imposing aura.
Its entire face looked adorably soft, making people want to pet it the moment they saw it. This was the cutest Gray Cat in the Three Realms.
He had finally met Gray Cat. His trip to Kuocang Mountain had not been in vain.
"Fellow Daoist—how should I address you?"
Gong Juanzi asked when he saw Lu Hao staring intently at Gray Cat. This silly cat had claimed the other party bore no ill intent, yet Lu Hao was staring so directly—
"Just call me Lu Hao—"
Lu Hao withdrew his gaze. It would not be good if he scared Gray Cat.
"Lu Hao?—Fellow Daoist Lu, forgive my poor eyesight, but you do not seem to be from the ancient martial era—"
Gong Juanzi probed.
"Gong Juanzi is right. I am indeed not from the ancient martial era. I am a new martial artist, but I have obtained quite a great deal of information, which is why I was able to recognize you. I also know about Gray Cat's situation, as well as some details of the war between north and south back then," Lu Hao said with a smile.
"Oh? Is that so? I never expected such a prodigy as Fellow Daoist Lu to emerge in the new martial era. From what Lü Zhen told me, humanity's new martial era has only been underway for a hundred years, yet it has already produced a great talent like you. It seems the tide of