Chapter 8: No Tacit Understanding, What a Silly Disciple…

Lin Chuyun actually wasn’t hurt too badly, only his tail ached a little. He obediently let his disciple hold him, then watched as his disciple kept walking forward without a word.

He was so angry he quickly swatted—with a paw.

Spendthrift!

Although that giant snake hadn’t yet cultivated a demon core, its entire body was a treasure and could be exchanged for spirit stones! His little disciple actually wanted to just walk away like that, it almost made Lin Chuyun faint from heartache.

The original host’s storage bag didn’t have a single spirit stone, and raising a little disciple would cost a lot of spirit stones. Under Lin Chuyun’s urging, Feng Xixing finally stowed the corpse of the giant snake on the ground.

After walking for a short while more, the two saw the cave entrance. It turned out the cavern where they’d emerged was actually the innermost part of the cave system, and the giant python’s resting place.

Thinking about it like that, the giant python was probably quite aggrieved too. It went out for a meal, came home wanting a rest, and found intruders in its house who then conveniently killed it.

It was just past noon outside, the daylight bright. Feng Xixing could finally clearly see the black cat’s condition in his arms.

The little black cat seemed to be in good spirits, still glancing around everywhere. Its emerald green cat pupils, originally wide, were narrowed to a slit because of the sunlight. The fur on its body moved slightly in the breeze.

Only that usually restless tail now hung still and quiet.

Feng Xixing found a rock to sit on. He slowly placed the little black cat on his lap and gently touched the cat’s tail with one hand. The relaxed little black dumpling suddenly tensed up, even its claws extending involuntarily, but quickly retracted them again.

“Does it hurt a lot?” Feng Xixing frowned deeply.

Lin Chuyun looked back at his own tail, nodded, his voice carrying a hint of grievance. “Meow!”

It hurts!

Feng Xixing breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that he could still feel pain. He took a healing salve from his storage bag, carefully applied it to the cat’s tail, and then bandaged the tail, even tying a bow at the very end.

Lin Chuyun stared speechlessly at his tail wrapped into a ball and the little bow dangling at the end of the tail, wanting very much to tear the bandages off. He was a man among men, why would a man tie a bow?!

Yet then, seeing the pitifully small half-bottle of spirit medicine left in the container the little disciple had taken out, he couldn’t bear to ruin the little disciple’s good intentions.

Ah, his little disciple’s life was so difficult, he’d better not be wasteful.

Lin Chuyun silently turned his head back, pretending he couldn’t see his tail.

The little kitten’s paw pads weren’t seriously injured; the blood on them was from the giant python. Using stream water nearby, Feng Xixing carefully washed the little cat’s paws clean, returning them to their clean appearance.

After tidying these up, Feng Xixing placed the little black cat back in his arms.

Seeing the black dumpling still somewhat curious, wanting to poke his head out, Feng Xixing pushed him back gently but firmly. “Shizun, no. Wait until your injury is healed.”

Lin Chuyun was caught off guard, tumbling over to lie on his back in Feng Xixing’s arms, staring in shock at his suddenly rebellious little disciple.

“Meow meow meow! Meow meow…” How dare you push your teacher! Disciple, you’ve gotten bold…

His angry meowing gradually quieted. Seeing the worry still lingering between Feng Xixing’s brows, Lin Chuyun simply couldn’t keep bristling. He could only flip over in one swift motion and huddle down within the robes.

“Meow…” Okay, okay, I won’t run around, teacher understands.

Seeing the little black cat obedient, Feng Xixing’s expression finally softened.

Over the next few days, the two didn’t encounter any overly dangerous demon beasts. Every time a demon beast appeared, Feng Xixing froze it directly with spirit power.

Initially, Lin Chuyun was somewhat shocked, but later realized that this was still the outer area of the grotto-heaven, so it was normal for the beasts to be weaker. They would likely encounter more formidable beasts the closer they got to the core region.

As for that giant snake, perhaps it had just gotten lost.

Watching Feng Xixing dispatch another demon beast they encountered, Lin Chuyun quietly lay off to the side.

Not being able to run around wasn’t too bad for him, actually. The main point was not being able to wag his tail. The first day, unaccustomed, Lin Chuyun had fallen asleep and instinctively tried to curl his tail in, which almost made him cry from pain.

In the following days, whenever Lin Chuyun slept, he would place his tail in Feng Xixing’s palm, so his little disciple would stop him if he tried to move it recklessly.

Even though it felt a bit strange—a cat’s tail is quite sensitive—for the sake of a peaceful sleep, Lin Chuyun could only silently agree.

Seeing his little disciple walk back over, Lin Chuyun slowly stood up, waiting for Feng Xixing to pick him up. However, Feng Xixing walked up to him and first bent down, stuffing something into his mouth.

It was round and slippery, melting instantly upon entry, tasting a bit like jelly.

“Meow?” Lin Chuyun ate it obediently, licked his nose, and looked at Feng Xixing in confusion.

Feng Xixing didn’t explain much, just said it was tasty, and then cradled Lin Chuyun in his arms. Seeing this, Lin Chuyun didn’t ask further. During this time, his little disciple had often been feeding him various strange fruits anyway.

Those fruits were rich in spirit qi and very sweet; Lin Chuyun quite liked eating them.

Just like that, Lin Chuyun lay obediently for five days. Only when he felt his tail was mostly healed did he start dashing around through the woods. Feng Xixing didn’t stop him anymore, but he did make one very strange request.

When going out, Lin Chuyun had to have a bow tied to his tail.

Even though the bow was small and a pretty white color, hard to notice without specifically looking, it was still a bow!

Did he think this was a cute pet dress-up game?!

Lin Chuyun was about to die of anger. The moment Feng Xixing tied it on, he would bite it off and drop it on the ground.

He didn’t know how many bows he’d bitten through, until Lin Chuyun was simply tired of biting. Only then did Feng Xixing stroke his head and say in a low voice, “Shizun, Xixing would be worried if he couldn’t find you.”

Lin Chuyun also knew that his fur color made him particularly easy to lose in the dark. The little black cat looked up at his own disciple, finally sighed, and his heart softened.

“Meow.”

A bow is impossible, but I promise I’ll stay within your line of sight.

Lin Chuyun crouched on a stone, his little tail wagging gently behind him. His emerald green cat pupils, under the sunlight, were as beautiful as a piece of jade.

Feng Xixing met his gaze for a few seconds, but still put the bandages away. He didn’t know what Lin Chuyun was promising, but he could only choose to trust him.

Otherwise, what? He couldn’t forcibly lock Lin Chuyun up.

Feng Xixing didn’t know what he was thinking himself. He could have used the ice crystals to threaten Lin Chuyun, but he also knew that if he did, Lin Chuyun would definitely be very angry.

And he actually didn’t want to make Lin Chuyun angry.

Feng Xixing quietly watched the little black cat run off again to frolic, his gaze deep and complex.

The current Lin Chuyun was completely different from the Lin Chuyun in his memories. Sometimes Feng Xixing even wondered if his memories were wrong. Could such a shady, cunning, selfish, and miserly person really be influenced by instinct to become this way after turning into a cat?

Feng Xixing had also suspected body snatching. He had tested him several times, but Lin Chuyun clearly remembered past events. Even if he didn’t recall something right away, he would remember under Feng Xixing’s prompting. Even if a body-snatcher had been following Lin Chuyun all along, they couldn’t possibly know such details.

Moreover, why would anyone body-snatch Lin Chuyun?

Lin Chuyun’s innate talent was abysmal. You could say he reached Nascent Soul purely by consuming pills. Tribulation Transcendence was simply impossible. Anyone capable of body snatching would be at least a Grand Ascension stage power. Would such a person be interested in Lin Chuyun’s talent?

So, what exactly was going on…

“Meow meow meow?” After running around outside once and coming back, Lin Chuyun found his disciple spacing out again.

The past few days, his disciple had been spacing out more and more often, lost in some kind of thought.

Could he be going through puberty?

Lin Chuyun was a bit troubled. His current form really made it inconvenient to talk to his disciple, and he couldn’t ask clearly. If he used a Sound Transmission, he’d have to trouble his little disciple to feed him a few more ice crystals.

Feng Xixing was about to reach Core Formation any day now. If his progress was delayed by these minor matters, Lin Chuyun would feel even worse.

“Meow?” Lin Chuyun tried to communicate with his disciple using his eyes.

Feng Xixing came back to his senses and saw the black dumpling had somehow climbed onto his shoulder again, tilting its small body, trying hard to put its cat pupils right in front of his face.

“Is Shizun hungry?” Feng Xixing asked, puzzled. His other hand was already condensing an ice crystal, ready to feed it to the little black cat’s mouth.

Lin Chuyun rolled his—forget it, rolling his eyes was too much to ask of a cat. He stood up straight with effort, placed his paws against Feng Xixing’s lips, his cat eyes directly meeting Feng Xixing’s eyes, and stared seriously, letting out a milky meow, “Meow…”

Disciple, what are you thinking about?

Feng Xixing tilted his head slightly and guessed again, “Does Shizun want to sleep?”

Lin Chuyun: “…”

“Meow!”

No tacit understanding at all, what a silly disciple, I don’t want him anymore!