Yun Qing's eyes widened in shock.
His cat was shedding because he, its original body, wasn't cultivating diligently enough?
Heaven above, he handled clan affairs all day and was dragged off to Langhuan Clear Void by Yun Huang to cultivate at night. He circulated the Chaos Primordial Source Scripture even in his dreams and wished he could split himself into eight pieces to get everything done-and he wasn't cultivating diligently enough?
This was snow falling in June. Even Dou E hadn't suffered an injustice this great.
Yet Yun Huang didn't think he was being the slightest bit unreasonable. In fact, he sounded rather convinced that this was only natural.
"It has been lax in its cultivation and cannot fully absorb the fortune I bestowed upon it. That is why its spiritual essence circulates poorly and turns into loose fur."
Yun Qing opened his mouth, momentarily at a loss for words.
He could even blame a cat's shedding on a lack of diligence in cultivation. How was that fundamentally different from saying, "You failed to get into a top immortal sect because you didn't work hard enough"?!
No, there was a difference.
If you couldn't get into an immortal sect, you could still blame insufficient talent or a lack of opportunities, but a cat shedding... wasn't shedding simply what cats did?
"When parents love their children, they must plan far ahead for them." Yun Huang spoke with earnest gravity, looking every inch the "Parent Huang who had worried himself sick over his child." He resembled a stern father determined to see his son become a dragon, painstakingly lecturing a "doting mother" who knew only how to spoil the child.
"It was formed from your divine soul and nurtured by my divine power. How could we let it wallow in mediocrity, becoming