Qin Yue's Inheritance

Qin Yue, having recovered, immediately looked at the little milk cat on her shoulder. Then she reached out with her tiny hands and swiftly gathered him into her arms.

"Thank you, kitty. You saved me again."

Qin Yue spoke gratefully, her beautiful big eyes fixed on the little cat in her arms. Her small hands held him tightly, as if afraid someone might snatch him away.

Meow~

Li Xuan blinked his cat eyes, his head feeling heavy and swollen as drowsiness relentlessly washed over his nerves.

Gradually, Li Xuan closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"What's wrong with kitty?"

Seeing this, Song Xiaomei asked worriedly, terrified that something had happened to the little milk cat.

"It's fine. He's sleepy. Let's head back."

Qin Yue knew the little milk cat's condition very well. Once they returned, she planned to find a secluded place and tell Song Xiaomei.

"Alright."

Song Xiaomei had noticed something as well and immediately nodded, announcing their return.

After this battle, Song Xiaomei placed even greater importance on the little milk cat. She would rather abandon a mission than fail to take good care of him.

So everyone immediately hurried toward Blackstone City. They even had another team bring back Fathead Rat's corpse for them.

However, they were deeply troubled by this ambush. They could not understand why the Red Wolf pack had attacked them, nor what that Black Crow had been.

Once they returned, they intended to report the matter and let the Bounty Hunter Guild handle it.

Besides that.

Blackie discovered something strange about the Red Wolf corpses.

None of the Red Wolf corpses contained beast cores. Most of the blood in their bodies had already dried up, and they were like walking corpses.

"Captain Xiaomei, that porcupine from last time was in the same condition. There was very little blood in its body, and its eyes lacked any spark of life.

"I dare say there must be a connection here. If we want clues, we need to find that Black Crow," Blackie said solemnly.

"I understand. I'll report it to the guild."

Song Xiaomei nodded seriously, intending to pursue the matter to the bitter end and drag out the true culprit behind it all.

With that in mind, Song Xiaomei led the members of Dawn Team back into the city at once and reported the incident.

Only after finishing all that did they go their separate ways and prepare to return home.

"Qin Yue, stay at my house tonight. Your place is still a little unsafe. What if you get attacked again?" Song Xiaomei said.

"Well, I..."

Qin Yue had originally wanted to refuse, but seeing the little milk cat asleep in her arms, she felt worried. So she nodded her little head. "Okay, thank you."

"Why be so polite with me? Come on, come home with me."

Song Xiaomei took Qin Yue's little hand and headed straight for the wealthy district, soon arriving before a luxurious villa.

After a series of security checks, they successfully returned home.

Song Xiaomei's bedroom.

The two beautiful girls sat by the bedside, quietly watching the little milk cat and speaking softly.

"You're saying that you received an unknown inheritance? You now grasp the combat techniques of dozens of weapons, along with a great deal of combat experience?"

Song Xiaomei opened her little mouth in surprise, her dark, gleaming eyes filled with disbelief.

"Yes, and not just that. While the inheritance was still there, I immediately copied my gains and gave a copy to kitty. He received the same gains too.

"Also, kitty and I gained a new ability. It's very useful."

Qin Yue spoke softly, her voice sweet and gentle, adorably soft.

"So that's what happened. I'm so jealous of you! That's dozens of combat techniques—it's way too powerful! And you even gained a new ability."

While Song Xiaomei was envious, she was also happy for her friend.

"But there are too many of these techniques. Because I have the inheritance, I can absorb them very quickly. But kitty needs two or three days.

"We won't be able to go out on missions for those two or three days. We have to stay by kitty's side," Qin Yue said seriously.

"That's fine. We can rest for a few days. Besides, the matter of the Black Crow hasn't been investigated clearly yet.

"We have to wait until the truth comes to light before we act again. Otherwise, it'll be too dangerous."

After Song Xiaomei finished speaking, she suddenly remembered the new ability Qin Yue and the little milk cat had gained and could not help asking.

"What ability did you gain?"

"It's the ability to communicate. We can communicate with each other through our minds," Qin Yue said happily.

"Mind communication? That's an incredibly useful ability."

Song Xiaomei looked at Qin Yue in surprise, feeling that her best friend's luck was simply too good.

First, she had obtained a mysterious little milk cat summoned beast. Then she received an inheritance, gained abundant combat experience, and even acquired a new ability.

Of course.

The repeated attacks by mutated beasts also surprised Song Xiaomei somewhat.

She felt that ever since the day of the summoning ritual, Qin Yue's life had undergone a tremendous reversal. Good things and bad things had both come flooding in.

It was as if Qin Yue had become the center of events.

But compared with the danger, so many gains were still irresistibly tempting, so Song Xiaomei was very envious.

"Qin Yue, can you give me some guidance on my knife technique? I feel really uncomfortable using my short knife. It feels strange," Song Xiaomei asked.

"Of course. The inheritance contains a great deal about using knives. It covers all kinds of cold weapons. Even my own knife technique has improved tremendously."

Qin Yue explained confidently.

That inheritance was anything but ordinary. It was as though a master who had cultivated for many years had raised his combat techniques to their peak, then copied and preserved them.

Those techniques covered many areas: knife techniques, sword techniques, archery, spear techniques, and much more. In short, there were an enormous number of them.

So many combat techniques and so much combat experience had turned Qin Yue into a true master of weapons, greatly improving her strength without her even realizing it.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The short knife began to dance, casting streaks of light through the spacious bedroom.

As she swung it, Song Xiaomei rapidly shifted her body, displaying her knife technique in the best possible way.

"Strange. Your knife technique is basic, but you use it very skillfully. There's no major problem with it, so why does it look so strange to me?"

Qin Yue's pretty brows furrowed. In the past, she would not have been able to see such things.

But after receiving the inheritance, her eye had become discerning, and she spotted the problems at a glance.

Yet these were all minor issues. They should not have had such a great impact, but whenever Song Xiaomei used her knife technique, it simply looked incredibly strange.

The key was that although it seemed odd, Qin Yue could not see the reason why, which left her feeling very frustrated.

She felt foolish. Even after receiving the inheritance, she still could not see the cause. It was truly vexing.

"The problem isn't her knife technique. It's Song Xiaomei herself. A scythe suits her better!"

A man's voice suddenly rang out, pleasant and soothing to the ear.

The voice gave Qin Yue a fright. She hurriedly turned toward the doorway and asked sternly, "Who said that?"

"Huh? Someone spoke?"

Song Xiaomei had been practicing her knife technique. Hearing Qin Yue's words, she immediately stopped and listened closely, but she could not hear anyone else's voice.