The cheap cat clambered onto Yang Zhenâs shoulder, crawled up along the iron chain, and Yang Zhen cursed continuously as they went along.
âDamn, what kind of binding is this that I canât even use spiritual power? Did the Tri-Floral Saintess have to climb up too to seal this guy here?â
The cheap cat cackled maliciously, teasing Yang Zhen as he spoke, âKid, you elected to come up and find this out yourself, who are you blaming? Besides! How do you know that there is something good up here?â
Yang Zhen sneered, turned his head, and said. âThe Sao Saint just heard the guy above talking to me, believe it or not?â
âBelieve!â replied the cheap cat in dead earnest, nodding its head. âBelieve your big-headed ghost! Even though so many people have not heard it, and you alone have heard it, even if it was a secret transmission, donât think you can whisper in front of the honorable me. Even though I canât make out what is being said, whether somethingâs said or not, I can still sense it.â
Yang Zhen was taken aback: âDamn, is your perception so sharp?â
The cheap cat chuckled, âSo, do you admire or not, do you want to learn or not?â
Yang Zhen shook his head seriously and retorted: âWhere did you learn this trick from, an amateur supplementary course? Youâve been conned, you know! Yet, youâre still proud; whatâs there to be proud of?â
âNonsense, youâre the one whoâs been conned, your whole family has been conned!â The cheap cat erupted in anger, staring at Yang Zhen, âThis is an ancient method to temper the five senses, passed down for countless millennia. It is said to be the sharpest method in Heaven and Earth. You dare say I was conned, I donât believe your ghost!â
Yang smiled mysteriously without speaking as he looked at the cheap cat.
The cheap cat was taken aback, staring wide-eyed as he said: âKid, you donât have to look at me with that disgusting gaze. Even if I wanted to teach you this method, you wouldnât be able to learn it, because itâs a method suitable only for spirit beasts!â
Yang Zhen tripped on his feet and nearly fell off the chain. The cheap cat screamed in fright, clinging tightly to Yang Zhenâs clothes.
Are there methods in this world that only spirit beasts can practice?
So, that means that this cheap cat isnât just a simple form of perilous beast or demonic beast. It could be a real spirit beast, or even that sort of sacred beast it mentioned.
The surprised Yang Zhen sneered, saying, âWithout trying, how would you know that the Sao Saint cannot cultivate it?â
The cheap cat eyed Yang Zhen suspiciously. After transmitting the method into Yang Zhenâs ear and in a blink of an eye, both man and cat looked at each other in surprise.
The cheap cat stared, dumbfounded at Yang Zhen, sensing the aura emanating from him and was instantly astounded, âYou learned it?â
âOf course, Iâd grasp such a simple thing immediately. Do you think the Sao Saint is as dull as you?â
âImpossible!â The cheap catâs eyes nearly popped out, as he exclaimed in disbelief, âYou are not human!â
This time, Yang Zhen nearly fell off while slapping the cheap catâs head in rage, âDamn, youâre the one whoâs not human, oh wait, youâre not even a human in the first place!â
The cheap cat didnât even try to dodge, it stared at Yang Zhen flabbergasted, shaking its head and muttering, âYouâre not human, really not human.â
Yang Zhen started: âDamn, have you gone stupid?â
âNot only humans, even the entire Demonic Race canât cultivate this method, whatâ¦are you, exactly?â
Yang Zhen was also at a loss, staring at the cheap cat: âAs you can see, a genuine human being. If itâs fake, then pay ten times the price!â
The cheap catâs eyes shone with dubious light, looking at Yang Zhen as if seeing him for the first time, then it snapped out of it, and curiously asked, âYou just said, that guy above talked to you, what did it say?â
Yang Zhen paused for a moment, then said in a very low and hoarse voice, âYouâre here!â
ââYouâre here?â The cheap cat paused. With a shriek, it jumped: âDoes that thing up there actually know you?â
âImpossible!â Yang Zhen answered in a very certain tone.
Regardless of the fact that Yang Zhen was just an ordinary bachelor from the Blue Planet, even the person who had been transferred here was just unbelievably ordinary, and slightly dull, to begin with.
How could someone like him know a powerful wicked beast that the Tri-Floral Saintess had acted to suppress?
How could that possibly happen?
But if he didnât know it, why would it say âyouâre hereâ?
That sentence was the main reason why Yang Zhen decided to come and check it out.
The cheap cat also thought it was impossible for Yang Zhen to know the creature above. Upon hearing this, he exclaimed in astonishment: âStrange! Could it be that the guy above mistook someone else for you? That shouldnât be the case!â
Jang Zhen muttered: âThat might be the case. It has been suppressed for at least twenty-thousand years, or even longer. Who knows, it might be going senile.â