"Woof!"
"Master summoned us here. I wonder what for?"
The cat and dog made two voices. One was a deep, booming bark; the other was much finer, seemingly a woman's voice, though her wording was careful and carried an air of caution.
This was hardly surprising. The cat-dog's origins had been rather convoluted. Qiu Yan had first imprisoned the Wisdom Soul of a great demon, then captured the soul of a Cat Demon and poured it into a dog's body, creating this creature.
That dog body had not originally been flesh and blood either, but something close to an artificial creation. Later, as Qiu Yan's cultivation steadily rose and his methods improved, he often used the cat-dog as a test subject for new techniques, modifying it time and again. After so long, it had now become almost real flesh and blood.
As for the Cat Demon, she had flown out of Scholar Forest, intending to make something of herself in this continent. Unfortunately, she had encountered Qiu Yan the moment she emerged and was directly subdued, sealed within the cat-dog's body. At first she had harbored other intentions, but as Qiu Yan continued onward and his realm climbed ever higher, her little schemes had long since been thrown beyond the nine heavens. What other thoughts could she still have?
Besides, Qiu Yan was no ordinary man. Though he had captured and suppressed her, he did not constantly humiliate her. On the contrary, he often granted her small favors. Sometimes, he would casually toss out even profoundly abstruse cultivation methods. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Cat Demon had mastered quite a few, and her knowledge now differed from before as heaven from earth. Moreover, her soul body remained whole and her Nature Cultivation remained intact. Even trapped in the cat-dog's