When Jing Jiu returned to Divine End Peak, the White Cat was already awake.
With such a commotion on Jade Lake Peak, it could no longer keep dozing.
Guarding the thunder soulwood was its responsibility, and now Liu Ci could no longer take its shift.
Once it confirmed that Jing Jiu had not taken any thunder soulwood, it relaxed.
The cat had woken, and the others would gradually wake too. It would be the same across the Nine Peaks.
Thinking this, Jing Jiu stretched out a finger and left Zhao Layue a letter on the cliff, then rode his sword away.
The sword landed outside Yunji Town.
The restaurant in Yunji Town closed early again, all for that pot of white soup in the private room.
The Gu Household's carriage stopped outside the restaurant. No matter how many years passed, it was all for that one person.
The wheels rolled over the bluestone road with a soft rumble.
Jing Jiu leaned against the cushions, holding the First Child Sword, and watched the scenery slowly recede outside the window, lost in unknown thoughts.
The White Cat crawled out of his sleeve, lifted its head, and sniffed. Having confirmed that he really did smell of another cat, it rubbed against him casually.
That rub told it that Jing Jiu's cultivation realm had made a breakthrough leap, and it hurriedly rubbed against him in earnest.
It felt some regret. How had it been fooled by Jing Jiu back when he was only in the Mind-Bearing Realm...? It should have swallowed him in one bite while he was weak, without even needing a mouthful of lake water to wash him down.
Jing Jiu knew what it was thinking and reached out to stroke its head in consolation.
The White Cat did not dodge. It