Jiang Lu slightly raised her fluffy little head and, by the hazy moonlight, finally made out the figure of the newcomer.
That somewhat burly figure slowly crouched down. Gentle eyes fell upon her body, then soft hands carefully gathered her into a warm embrace.
It felt so safe~
So warm, such a comfortable embrace~
She stared blankly with her round eyes at the woman holding her.
Could it be...
Her spiritual power had been exhausted just now, and instead of falling from the sky or returning to the Immortal Cultivation Realm, she had perished?
So she had shed her human form, been reincarnated once more, and turned into a little cat?
Tangling thoughts wound around her heart. Waves of weakness and exhaustion washed over her body, and heavy drowsiness swept in.
She had no strength to struggle, nor did she wish to.
In that warm, soft embrace, her eyes gradually refused to stay open. Her consciousness sank ever deeper, and in a daze, she fell completely asleep.
When she slowly woke again, the forest breeze and chirping insects had all vanished.
Looking up, she found herself in an utterly unfamiliar setting.
The buildings here were grand and elegant, with carved beams and painted rafters, pearls gleaming all around. The furnishings were exquisite and luxurious, every corner suffused with magnificent splendor—a world apart from the cold, desolate mountain forest from before.
"Meow~"
A soft, sweet little cry slipped from her lips. Jiang Lu instantly froze, an indescribable embarrassment rising in her heart.
She... she... how could she make such an intoxicating sound?
But now was not the time to dwell on her meow. The most urgent matter was to figure out where she was and what sort of place this was.
The soreness and exhaustion throughout her body had mostly faded,