[Lan Yue: The Fifth Elder's peak isn't far from Spirit Beast Peak, so it's pretty normal for a little spirit cat to run over there.]
[But Dazhuang is a little spirit cat with lofty ambitions. He doesn't want to fight so many brothers and sisters for food, so he found himself a litter-box attendant on Spirit Beast Peak.]
The eldest senior sister of Spirit Beast Peak, who was preparing dried fish, felt helpless.
The Fifth Elder's little spirit cat certainly had ideas of his own. Not only did he win an elder's affection, he even came to Spirit Beast Peak to mooch food. He was rather cute.
"But my Furball is still the cutest. Look at that little nose, little mouth, and little eyes. Every bit of you is adorable!"
Dressed in red, the eldest senior sister smiled as she fried dried fish for the little spirit cat at her feet.
The little fish were netted from the lake near Spirit Beast Peak. Whenever she finished feeding the other spirit beasts she raised, she would come to the lake and scoop up a netful of little fish.
The little fish raised in the Spirit Lake naturally contained spiritual energy, and every one was delicious.
Her Furball loved them most and could eat a whole plate every time.
Thinking of the little spirit cat at her feet, waiting until his eyes nearly wore through with longing, she couldn't help working faster.
The busy eldest senior sister failed to notice that the spirit cat at her feet had frozen at some point. He had even stopped licking his paws, his clear, bright eyes blinking in bewildered uncertainty.
Holding the plate, she noticed nothing. Thinking the little spirit cat had grown impatient, she quickly crouched and offered the plate to his mouth.
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