Cultivating with the Little Cat Demon, Their Cultivation Soared Together

Wang Mengde nodded, then transferred the few items in the Beast-Taming Bracelet to his own Storage Bag, wiped off the spiritual energy mark on the Beast-Taming Bracelet, and handed it to True Person Azure Fall.

He then gave the Jade Slip containing nine Pill Formula formulas and dozens of alchemy experience booklets to True Person Azure Fall.

True Person Azure Fall took the Beast-Taming Bracelet, the Jade Slip, and the booklet. He then took out nine blank Jade Slip from his Storage Bag and used the Imprinting Art to copy each of the Pill Formula in Wang Mengde's hands.

She then took out a jet-black calligraphy brush from her Storage Bag. The brush handle was engraved with fine spiritual patterns, and the tip gleamed with a faint spiritual light, clearly indicating that it was a magic Law Artifact of considerable quality.

True Person Azure Fall placed his hand on the booklet, and spiritual energy surged at his fingertips, causing the pen to move on its own.

The pen tip flew across the paper at lightning speed, making a soft, rustling sound.

She turned a page, and her pen tip swept across it, each character neat and each stroke clear, exactly the same as the handwriting on Wang Mengde's original booklet.

The Spirit Brush traced countless afterimages in the air, like a black butterfly dancing gracefully on the paper.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, True Person Azure Fall had finished copying all the dozens of books.

True Person Azure Fall carefully arranged the original Jade Slip and booklet, then handed them back to Wang Mengde, saying politely but solemnly, "Fellow Daoist, please accept them."

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Wang Mengde took the Jade Slip and booklet and put them into his Storage Bag.

True Person Azure Fall then took out a palm-sized Jade Slip from his sleeve. It was pure white and its surface shimmered with a faint spiritual light.

In the glimmer of light, one could vaguely see a slender figure, curled up like a sleeping cat, quietly curled up with its tail tucked to its side and its ears drooping slightly, as if having a beautiful dream.

True Person Azure Fall held the Jade Slip in both hands, his fingertips flashing with spiritual light, and gently touched the surface of the Jade Slip.

The fine spiritual patterns originally engraved on the Jade Slip flickered slightly before dimming, like a lamp being blown out.

"I have erased the spiritual energy imprint on the Soul-Control Jade Slip."

She handed the Jade Slip to Wang Mengde, her tone solemn. "Soul-Control Jade Slip, first drip fresh blood on it, then slowly refine it until it is completely refined, then you can control my good disciple."

Unless she becomes the Demon King in the future, she will never be able to escape your control.

Wang Mengde accepted the Jade Slip.

The Jade Slip felt slightly cool to the touch, like holding a piece of ice, but it wasn't cold at all. Instead, it had a warm and smooth feel, like ancient jade polished by time.

He bit his index finger, and a drop of bright red blood seeped from his fingertip and dripped onto the surface of the Jade Slip.

The moment the blood fell onto the surface of the Jade Slip, the runes on the Jade Slip suddenly lit up, and a pale golden light surged out from inside the Jade Slip, enveloping the entire Jade Slip.

The blood, drawn by the runes, slowly spread across the surface of the Jade Slip, like tiny red streams flowing along the patterns of the runes, and was eventually absorbed by the Jade Slip.

One drop of blood, two drops of blood, three drops of blood.

The Jade Slip, like a dried-up sponge, greedily absorbed the blood until it had absorbed a full nine drops of blood, at which point the runes on its surface gradually calmed down.

Wang Mengde held the Jade Slip in his palm, closed his eyes, and, following the method of refining Law Artifact, imprinted his Divine Sense onto the Jade Slip.

The moment his divine sense probed into the Jade Slip, he perceived an independent space of consciousness.

The space was small and hazy, with a pale golden light floating in the center. Within the light, a slender figure was curled up, which was Xue Linglong's divine soul projection.

Her figure was small, curled up in a ball, with drooping cat ears and her tail curled to her side, like a sleeping kitten, quiet and delicate.

Wang Mengde slowly extended his Divine Sense imprint toward the pale golden light.

The Jade Slip vibrated slightly, emitting a soft buzzing sound. The wisp of pale golden light slowly merged into his Divine Sense imprint, like...

The water seeped into the sand silently.

He could sense that a mysterious connection had been established between him and Xue Linglong.

It's not the kind of connection that comes from blood ties, but a deeper, more spiritual connection.

He could sense her presence and her emotions—tension, fear, apprehension, confusion, and helplessness.

He could sense her location, her physical condition, and even her heartbeat.

With a mere thought, he could decide her life or death.

It's not a threat, not control, but true and absolute control.

He told her to have the child, and she did.

He told her to die, and she died.

There was no room for resistance, no possibility of escape.

Wang Mengde opened his eyes and looked at Xue Linglong.

The woman stood there, head bowed, cat ears trembling slightly, her golden vertical pupils filled with tension and unease, like a helpless and frightened kitten waiting to be adopted.

She could sense that something had changed, the Unseen.

Previously, her life and death were in the hands of her master. With a single thought, her master could make her wish she were dead, or with another, he could annihilate her.

Now, that control has shifted.

It was then transferred to the hands of the strange man in front of them.

She could feel his presence, deep within her soul, like a scorching sun, radiating boundless light, so intense that she dared not look directly at him.

She was filled with fear, helplessness, and confusion. She didn't know how her master would treat her—whether he would be gentle or brutal, kind or abusive.

Wang Mengde looked at the Jade Slip, then at Xue Linglong, and put the Jade Slip into his Storage Bag.

He turned to True Person Azure Fall, cupped his hands, and said, "Thank you, Master."

True Person Azure Fall waved his hand, his smile warm, "Fellow Daoist, you're too kind. This is a fair trade, where each gets what they need."

She turned to look at Xue Linglong: "Linglong."

Xue Linglong raised her head, her golden vertical pupils trembling slightly, her voice soft and sweet. "Master."

True Person Azure Fall walked up to her, reached out and gently smoothed a stray strand of hair at her temple, his movements as tender as if he were caressing a fragile piece of porcelain.

From now on, he is your master.

You must be obedient and not be willful.

Xue Linglong's eyes reddened slightly. She nodded, her voice as soft as a spider's silk in the wind. "Yes, Master."

True Person Azure Fall withdrew his hand, turned to Wang Mengde, and his tone returned to its previous composure and politeness. "Fellow Daoist, I'm entrusting Linglong to you."

Although she is fierce, she is absolutely loyal to her master; you can rest assured about that.

Wang Mengde nodded. "I understand."

True Person Azure Fall took out a jade token from his sleeve and handed it over. "This is VIP Token for Drunken Immortal Tower. Fellow Daoist, you will receive a 20% discount on all your purchases from now on."

Wang Mengde accepted the jade tablet and bowed in thanks.

True Person Azure Fall stood up, glanced at Xue Linglong, and said calmly, "Linglong, serve your master well, and we'll leave together tomorrow."

Xue Linglong replied softly, "Yes, Master."

True Person Azure Fall turned and walked out of the pavilion, the Light Barrier surrounding her closing in.

Only Wang Mengde and Xue Linglong remained in the attic.

Xue Linglong lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, her hands twisting the hem of her clothes, her fingers slender and white, with distinct knuckles, like jade carvings.

She stood there like a budding flower, shy and nervous, exuding a unique fragrance of youth mixed with a faint natural scent that stirred the heart.

Looking at her, Wang Mengde felt a strange sensation welling up inside him.

He could feel the Luan-Phoenix Harmony Formula operating wildly within his body, and the intense yang energy surging in his Dantian, urging him to act quickly.

But he didn't move. Instead, he took a deep breath, suppressed the impulse, and said calmly and gently, "You don't need to be nervous. I'm not a bad person."

Xue Linglong raised her head and glanced at him, her large, watery eyes filled with a hint of shyness, nervousness, and curiosity.

Her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately no sound came out; she simply nodded gently.

Wang Mengde glanced around the pavilion, his gaze landing on the pale blue Light Barrier surrounding it, and asked, "Did you control the Protective Spirit Formation of this pavilion yourself?"

Xue Linglong nodded, her voice soft and sweet. "Mmm."

Wang Mengde nodded slightly and said, "Activate the soundproofing function of the Protective Spirit Formation."

Xue Linglong obediently responded, raised her right hand, and gently tapped the air with her slender fingers.

A ray of light flew from her fingertips and disappeared into the Light Barrier above her head.

The Light Barrier flickered slightly, and the pale golden light became even more intense before returning to calm.

From the outside, it looks exactly the same as before, but Wang Mengde knows that even if he shouts inside, no one outside will hear him.

You can't see in from the outside.

Wang Mengde took a deep breath, and with a thought, the Gray Mask began to writhe.

The edge of the mask slowly peeled off his skin, making a soft hissing sound, like tearing off a thin membrane.

He removed the mask from his face, revealing his true appearance. He looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a handsome face, and a calm and profound gaze.

Guided by the residual medicinal power of the Bone-Transmuting Pill, his bones slowly stretched, and his height returned from 1.7 meters to 1.86 meters, with broad shoulders and back.

Broad-minded and with a tall, upright figure.

The spiritual energy fluctuations also climbed from the Eighth Layer of Qi Refinement back to the Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement, becoming profound and abundant.

He put the mask into his Storage Bag, looked at Xue Linglong, and said calmly, "This is my original appearance. During our dual cultivation later, when my spiritual energy surges, I will revert to my original form, so I might as well restore it ahead of time."

Xue Linglong looked at his face, her eyes shining slightly.

My owner is so handsome.

With a handsome face, gentle eyes, and an aura of composure and restraint, he exudes a sense of peace and security.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head, unable to look any longer.

Wang Mengde walked up to her, extended his hand, and took her hand.

Her hands were small, soft, and cool, like holding a piece of warm, smooth jade.

He could feel her hands trembling slightly, as if she were afraid.

He gently squeezed her hand, his voice tender. "Don't be afraid."

Xue Linglong raised her head and looked into his eyes.

Those eyes had deep, calm pupils, like a deep pool of water, bottomless yet giving people a sense of inexplicable peace.

The scrutiny and coldness in those eyes lessened, replaced by a gentle warmth, like the winter sun—not scorching, but enough to dispel the chill.

The shyness and nervousness in her eyes lessened, replaced by something indescribable.

It's about trust.

Although they had only known each other for less than an hour, and although all she knew was that his surname was Wang, that he was a fugitive wanted by the Evergreen Sect, and that he had cultivated the Luan-Phoenix Harmony Formula, his eyes made her feel that this person would not harm her.

She nodded gently, her voice as soft as a feather falling. "Mmm."

Wang Mengde released her hand, walked to the table and sat down, pointing to the chair opposite him. "Sit down, and tell me about your background."

Xue Linglong was taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

She thought her master would take her directly to the room, since the yang energy within him was so intense that she could feel it herself.

But he didn't.

He sat down, as if to chat with her, like a friend, like a... she didn't know how to describe the feeling.

She walked over, sat down across the table, placed her hands neatly on her knees, and sat up straight, like a well-behaved kitten.

"I don't know either."

Her voice was soft, tinged with a hint of confusion. "As far back as I can remember, I lived with our master along with many senior and junior sisters."

My master said I was an abandoned baby left on the street, and she took pity on me and brought me back to the Drunken Immortal Tower.

"I can't remember anything from before I was five years old."

Wang Mengde nodded and did not ask any further questions.

After a moment of silence, he asked again, "What do you like to do?"

Xue Linglong tilted her head, and her cat ears reappeared, trembling slightly, as if she were seriously considering the question.

She thought for a moment, a slightly embarrassed smile appearing on her face, her voice soft. "I like sunbathing, I like lying on Soft Chair all day in the sun, it's warm and cozy, I don't have to think about anything, I don't have to..."

Just lie there, watching the clouds drift by in the sky.

Her eyes lit up, as if she had thought of something happy, "When I was little, my senior sisters and I lived in the back courtyard. There was a big Spirit Tree in the courtyard, and under the tree was a bamboo chair. Every day I would rush to sit on that chair."

When the sun rises in the east, I move my chair to the east side;

When the sun reaches the west, I move the chair to the west.

I spent the whole day chasing the sun, and my senior classmates all laughed at me, saying I looked like a cat chasing the sun.

As she spoke, the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a faint smile, like a small flower blooming in the spring breeze.

Looking at her smile, Wang Mengde felt the burning spiritual energy in his heart calm down a bit.

"Anything else?" he asked.

Xue Linglong thought for a moment, "I also like to eat fish, both Demon Fish and Spirit Fish."

As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue, a gesture that carried a touch of girlish playfulness, creating a stark contrast with the brokenness about her, yet surprisingly harmonious.

The two chatted like that, talking about trivial things.

Xue Linglong gradually relaxed, no longer as nervous and shy as before.

She would laugh, revealing a girlish demeanor; her eyes would crinkle into crescents when talking about something interesting; and she would furrow her brow slightly when discussing something she disliked.

Like a tamed kitten, she slowly opened her heart to her owner, revealing her soft belly.

Wang Mengde listened, occasionally asking a question or nodding.

He listened patiently, without rushing, interrupting, or being impatient, occasionally taking a sip of tea.

Time passed little by little, and the moonlight outside the window moved from the east to the west.

Wang Mengde felt the spiritual energy within his body begin to stir again, and that burning sensation surged from his Dantian.

He put down his teacup, looked at Xue Linglong, and said in a gentle and calm voice, "Let's go and rest."

Xue Linglong's pretty face instantly turned red, the blush spreading from her cheeks to her ears, and then from her ears to her neck.

She lowered her head, twisting the hem of her clothes with both hands, her fingers turning slightly white from the force.

After a moment of silence, she nodded slightly, her voice barely audible, "Mmm."

She stood up, reached out, and grabbed Wang Mengde's sleeve, tugging at it gently, like a spoiled kitten.

Wang Mengde let her pull him along, and followed her into the depths of the attic.

After passing through a moon gate and walking down a short corridor, we arrived at Xue Linglong's boudoir.

The bedroom wasn't large, but it was decorated very warmly.

In the very center was a large Red Spiritwood, covered with a bright red quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, the stitches fine and lifelike.

The bed curtains were pale pink gauze curtains that hung down from the ceiling and swayed gently in the candlelight, like a thin layer of pink mist.

A pair of red candles sat on the low cabinet by the bed, their flickering flames casting a hazy, warm glow over the entire room.

A pot of Spirit Orchid sat on the windowsill, in full bloom. The pale purple petals shimmered softly in the candlelight and emitted a delicate fragrance.

In the corner stood a Red Spiritwood wardrobe with exquisite carvings on its doors. Next to it was a dressing table with a bronze mirror and several combs on it.

Xue Linglong released Wang Mengde's sleeve, walked to the bedside, and turned to look at Wang Mengde.

Her body was trembling slightly, her hands gripping the hem of her clothes, her knuckles white.

She could feel her heart racing, pounding like a deer's. She could feel her cheeks burning, as if they were on fire.

She could feel her legs going weak, as if she might collapse at any moment.

Wang Mengde walked up to her, looking at her slender figure, her slightly trembling shoulders, and her blushing ears.

He didn't rush to do anything, but said softly, "Show me your cat ears and vertical pupils."

Xue Linglong's body stiffened slightly, then she nodded gently.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and her spiritual energy slowly surged within her.

A moment later, two fluffy cat ears peeked out from her hair on the top of her head, trembling slightly like two soft downy feathers.

Its ears are light gold, with pinkish-white inside and a small tuft of white down at the tip, making it look extremely cute.

She opened her eyes, and her originally light brown pupils had turned into golden vertical pupils, long and narrow like a cat's eyes, gleaming with a faint golden light in the candlelight, mysterious and eerie.

Wang Mengde felt a slight tremor in his heart as he looked at her.

With her cat ears and vertical pupils, Xue Linglong was even more beautiful and alluring than before.

Her face was already exquisite, but with those fluffy cat ears and those golden vertical pupils, she was more alluring than innocent, and more wild than dignified, like a Cat Demon in human form, noble and mysterious, making people want to hold her in their arms.

Her body was trembling slightly, not from fear, but from nervousness.

She could feel her master's gaze upon her, hot yet gentle, making her heart race, her cheeks flush, and her body go weak.

She bit her lip, trying not to make a sound, but a soft whimper still escaped her throat uncontrollably, like a kitten's meow, soft and sweet, making one's heart itch.

Wang Mengde reached out and gently lifted her chin, helping her to raise her head.

Her eyes were watery, and her golden vertical pupils narrowed slightly in the candlelight, like two golden gems, dazzling and captivating.

Her lips were slightly parted, revealing her pearly teeth; her lips were pink and tender, like peach blossoms just beginning to bloom in spring.

Her cheeks were flushed, the blush spreading from her cheeks to her ears, and then from her ears to her neck, even her fluffy cat ears were tinged with a light pink.

Xue Linglong gently closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.

She could feel her master's breath on her face, warm and moist, carrying a faint scent of spirit wine.

Her heart was pounding faster and faster, as if it were about to leap out of her chest.

Her body grew softer and softer, as if it were about to melt into a puddle of water.

Wang Mengde lowered his head and gently kissed...

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[The Luan-Phoenix Harmony Formula +833]

[Spirit Power Cultivation +833]

[The Luan-Phoenix Harmony Formula +550]

[Spirit Power Cultivation +550]

Wang Mengde repeatedly circulated his cultivation Cultivation Method, refining and absorbing every last bit of the Yin-Nature Power within Xue Linglong's body.

The Yin-Nature Power was pure and rich, like cool streams flowing from his Dantian into his meridians, slowly circulating along the entire body's energy path.

With each cycle, the Yin-Nature Power merges with his fiery yang energy, transforming into a purer and more concentrated spiritual energy that flows into his Dantian.

The intense yang energy in the Dantian gradually dissipated under the neutralization of the Yin-Nature Power. The burning sensation gradually subsided, replaced by a warm and comfortable feeling, like parched earth being nourished by spring rain, or like a hot summer day being caressed by a gentle breeze.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Mengde opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

The intense yang energy in the Dantian had completely dissipated, and the spiritual power had become gentle, peaceful, profound, and abundant.

He used his divine sense to introspect.

[Qi Refinement Cultivation: Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement (7969/25600)]

My spiritual power has increased by 6,600 points.

Six thousand six hundred points.

Wang Mengde was secretly amazed. Demon Cultivator had been practicing the Luan-Phoenix Harmony Formula for more than ten years had a truly terrifying effect, giving him more than a thousand points of spiritual power than he had expected.

It's equivalent to more than ten years of arduous practice.

Xue Linglong lay beside him, already fast asleep.

Her breathing was even and deep, and a faint smile played on her lips, as if she were having a sweet dream.

A blush still lingered on her cheeks, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterflies fluttering their wings.

Wang Mengde scanned the Cat Demon's cultivation with his divine sense and discovered that it was about to Peak of the Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement Refining. After a few more dual cultivation sessions, it would be able to break through to the Foundation Establishment.

Wang Mengde reached out and gently brushed away a stray hair from her forehead, his movements as tender as if he were touching a fragile piece of porcelain.

She seemed to sense something, stirred slightly, snuggled closer to him, found a comfortable position, and continued to sleep.

The next morning, Wang Mengde first went to Falling Cloud Island and refunded the rent for his Falling Cloud Island.

This attic is too small, and an ordinary cultivator at the Seventh-Level Qi Refinement with a beautiful female cultivator at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement would easily attract unwanted attention.

He transformed his body again, becoming a handsome middle-aged man at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement Refining.

He rented a slightly larger courtyard on Jade Wave Island, and also bought a set of low-grade magic robes and a low-grade Law Artifact mask to prevent detection.

They purchased two portions of the Organ-Protecting Nourishing Decoction, along with spirit medicine and herbs such as Jade Viscera Flower, Essence-Nourishing Fruit, and Lingzhi Herb.

Around noon, Wang Mengde, who appeared to be middle-aged and was wearing a mask, arrived at Drunken Immortal Tower and went straight to the Cat Demon's courtyard.

Xue Linglong came out from the inner room.

Her steps were light, the balls of her feet touching the ground first, then her toes, like a cat walking, graceful and silent.

The silver bells on her ankles swayed gently with her steps, making a soft, tinkling sound, like wind chimes in the distant mountains.

However, her steps were slightly unnatural, each step taken very carefully, as if she was deliberately controlling something, and she would occasionally frown slightly, as if something uncomfortable had been aggravated.