The little white cat's voice was pleasant, filled with a dreamlike resonance.
Suddenly...
Seven-colored light flickered over its body. Then a layer of black dyed its form, and in an instant, it became a little black cat again. Still propping up its chin, it said, "That man outside who swallowed my bloodline inheritor was also trapped by love and wanted to kill himself."
At this, its little cat mouth pouted slightly. "What's so good about love, anyway?"
If Yao Yulou and Sikong Jing had heard what it said, they would have been utterly astonished.
It had been the one to transmit its voice into Yao Yulou's mind, causing the Fierce Charm bloodline within him to boil once more.
And this spirit cat actually called Su Beiheng Little Su brat.
"Little Su brat, back when you were so young, you displayed martial wisdom so brilliant that even I was amazed. I even lost a bet to you when you were only six, and I laid the foundation for your martial path..."
"And yet, you actually died for love."
"Oh, right. Back when you were still a little brat, you patted your chest and said in that crisp little voice that you would have a daughter for me to use in reincarnation."
"You even said you'd make me call you Dad, yet you only had a son."
"Humans as lovestruck as you are truly hateful."
Though it said it hated him, there was not the slightest hint of hatred in the spirit cat's eyes. Instead, they were filled with a kind of pure curiosity. It seemed unable to understand something like feelings.
"I finally managed to get out this time because I wanted to see whether you had given birth to a daughter."
"I wanted to see whether one of my nine