Captivating the Martial Realm

“Slap!” I brushed it away, watching it slide down from the temple’s pillar, laughing. Fighting a small cat is so easy, hehehe~

The Erlang Cat clearly remembered me, recalling its former “camp queen,” yet somehow harbored strong hostility towards me. Even stranger, I sensed pure anger and a hint of jealousy in its eyes. Could I be mistaken?

“Ah—catch it! Catch it!”

“This rascal managed to twist and break free when I wasn’t paying attention!

So, five people and one cat began a struggle. The Erlang Cat cleverly found a breakthrough: Wuchen and Yiqing were slower! It seized the opportunity—when Wuchen moved to the doorway, it pounced! Breaking through the defense meant escaping these creatures!

I quickly discovered its intentions. However, meeting an old acquaintance made me feel good, so I played along. Just as it leaped, I teleported to the door and kicked it shut.

“Bang!” “Bang!—Squeak—”

The first bang was the temple door slamming, the second was the cat crashing, and the final squeak was its claws scratching the door as it slid down.

“Trying to fight me? Stupid!” I picked up the Erlang Cat, looking it in the eyes.

The poor Erlang Cat, its eyes spinning, could only nod involuntarily as I shook it.

“Okay, let’s rest and continue our journey.” I found a rope and tied the little fellow to my waist belt. In my previous life, you imprisoned me and made me your wife. Now that I’m human, if I don’t mess with you, you’d think you could forcibly take cats without paying taxes!

Interestingly, this Erlang Cat was clever and lazy. After realizing I could teleport, it no longer seemed intent on fighting, instead completely fawning and pleading.”

The entire afternoon, it clung to my waist belt, its tail wagging enthusiastically!

Turning an enemy into a servant—isn’t this the highest form of revenge? I was quite satisfied with its response and no longer held grudges about past events.

But sometimes, who knows? Heaven has unpredictable winds, and no undefeated general exists; no one can always maintain the upper hand.

Now was the perfect proof.

“Y-you, you audacious b-bandit! Where did you come from?” I trembled violently.

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