"Meow..." Little White cried as it looked at the rain filling the sky and the hazy shadow in the distance.
After a long while, a woman's voice finally sounded. "Hear the Way in the morning, die content in the evening... Huh? Why did I say that? What does it mean?"
"Meow... No, I can talk?" Its back arched, and every hair on its body stood on end.
"Not bad, not bad. When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you... Accepting the infusion of Dao resonance came with a bit of common knowledge too. That saved me the trouble of teaching you."
A figure appeared beside it. It was Fang Qing.
A smile lingered on his lips as he looked at the little she-cat, deciding that this test subject was passable enough.
"Only... this time, I forcibly pulled you into the 'Inner Landscape Realm.' If you want to connect to this place again afterward, you'll have to spend who knew how much painstaking effort..."
If he had not used his miraculous means to help this spirit pet clear through its meridians, Little White would still be circling about within its Eight Extraordinary Meridians.
In fact, if he had not given it that pull, with the spiritual intelligence of a bird or beast being even lower than that of beastfolk, who knew how long it would have needed to temper its own Inner Landscape before sensing even a glimmer of dawn from the "Inner Landscape Realm."
"Winnowing Basket Water... what is that?" Little White scratched its head, looking deeply troubled. "It feels like there's a lot more stuff in my head, but I can't say any of it..."
"If you can't figure it out, think about it slowly..." Fang Qing tapped Little White on the head. "All right,