If he did not start treating the cat now, it really would be beyond saving.
He rushed to the cliff top in one go, gently set the cat on the ground, pressed one hand against its chest, and channeled chakra into its body.
He wanted to save it.
He poured chakra into it without pause, but something was very wrong-the cat had indeed regained its breathing and heartbeat, yet its pulse was so weak he could barely feel it.
Xuan Zhe frowned. He knew this cat was anything but ordinary. Its constitution should not have been this frail.
While he was still puzzling over what was happening, his expression suddenly changed.
The chakra inside him was draining away.
It was as though an invisible hand was frantically sucking up the chakra within his body.
Xuan Zhe's heart tightened. He hurriedly sat cross-legged and desperately circulated his chakra, trying to stabilize it. But no matter how he drove it, he could not resist that suction. His chakra streamed out like water.
He stared fixedly at the cat before him.
A thought suddenly sprang into his mind-Could this thing be the one sucking away my chakra?
But the thought only flashed through his mind before he quickly pushed it aside. He had not forgotten the most pressing matter-killing this cat!
Only, he had yet to uncover the cat's true nature. He needed to figure that out first.
Having thought it through, he no longer hesitated.
With a low growl, he struck.
"Die!"
A little white kitten suddenly bristled and lunged at Xuan Zhe.
Xuan Zhe reacted extremely quickly, raising his hand to strike with his palm. A gust of force shot straight at the ball of fur, but he never expected the little white cat to twist its body and effortlessly dodge