Jing Jiu thought for a moment, then said, "Perhaps they really will succeed in the end, but they don't know that it might bring some unforeseen consequences. Didn't my senior brother succeed back then too? But how could he ever have imagined things would turn out that way afterward? Still... Liu S sui is stronger than either my senior brother or me. He should be able to weather that trial."
The white cat had no interest in the disciple called Liu S sui, but it could hear that Jing Jiu still cared somewhat about him. Rather surprised, it glanced at him and thought, You used to devote yourself entirely to cultivating, never caring whether people or cats lived or died. How have you changed so much?
"I'm planning to go out for a walk," Jing Jiu said.
The white cat was even more astonished. Even the fur on its tail stood on end. You're actually willing to leave the mountain?
"Out of sight, out of mind."
Jing Jiu raised his index finger and held it before the white cat's eyes.
The white cat moved closer quite naturally and rubbed the side of its face against it.
Only after several comfortable rubs did it start awake in alarm. It hurriedly withdrew and went back to playing dead on the windowsill.
It could not fathom Jing Jiu's depths now, so it would not attack, but neither would it get close to him, because that might get it implicated in his troubles.
White Ghost, the Green Mountain Guardian, possessed power comparable to gods and devils, an utterly terrifying cultivation realm, and extremely high seniority.
Over countless years, there had been only two people among the Green Mountain Nine Peaks who could make it wary or even afraid.
It feared Jing Jiu, but it