After the Bigshot Lost His Memory, He Became My Spirit Pet

"Child, go save him!" Her parents, who had died three years ago, appeared in a dream, telling their daughter to go to the graveyard to save a living being.

Thinking it was just a nigh...

Chapter 59 The Ginseng King Says the Little Prince is a Big Shot

Unexpectedly, this trip, though perilous, resulted in the unexpected gain of over a hundred years of cultivation.

This must be what humans call a stroke of luck, the Little Prince couldn't help but marvel.

Everyone else was scrambling to get the Ginseng King, but it just so happened to willingly run into my mouth and save me from the jaws of death.

To my shame, I was just a lowly spirit cat, yet I received such a great favor for nothing. It's a pity that I caused my benefactor to lose his life...

"Don't overthink it. I'm just residing in your body. Unlike them, you won't absorb all my vital energy. I haven't lost my primordial spirit while I'm in your body. Although I can provide you with nourishment, you can also provide me with a safe place to cultivate. When you achieve success, that will be the day I reach the end of my merits." A small voice echoed clearly in the little prince's ears.

Thank goodness, I wasn't the murderer. The little prince breathed a sigh of relief.

"I see. Why did you choose me? I'm just a little spirit cat, and I may not be as capable as you say." Hearing the Ginseng King say this, the little prince shook his head, indicating his confusion.

"That's because you underestimate yourself. In my experience, you are definitely not an ordinary spirit cat."

Everyone in the cave was emanating a dark aura. Only you, though small, tried your best to conceal your spiritual energy. I'm sorry, but I still saw it; your internal organs radiated a powerful spiritual energy.

"Although I don't know who you are, based on my thousand years of experience, you are definitely not an ordinary spirit cat." The Ginseng King seemed very certain of his thoughts, and continued, "You really shouldn't disbelieve me; perhaps you were once a powerful figure, only to fall on hard times for a time."

What? I'm not just an ordinary spirit cat, I'm a big shot? Then who am I? The little prince was startled. What happened to me? Why don't I have any memories of the past? Why is it that the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Wan'er...?

"She is the force that brings you rebirth, so you and this woman are destined to be entangled for life, hahaha!" The Ginseng King suddenly burst into hearty laughter. "Your fates are now inextricably linked..."

This strange little old man seems to know everything. Hmph! The little prince sneered. But let him be, being able to stay by Wan'er's side seems pretty good.

Just then, an enticing aroma wafted out from the kitchen.

The little prince sniffed, and the ginseng king fell silent.

"The food is here!" Wan'er held a plate in each hand, with two eggs on each plate, and a knife and fork in her palm.

Seeing the little prince sitting at one end of the coffee table, Wan'er sat down, cut the egg into pieces with her knife and fork, pushed the plate in front of the little prince, and said gently, "Eat!"

"Meow!" the kitten responded, burying its head and stretching its little mouth into the plate.

The eggs were fried perfectly, fragrant and tender; Wan'er's cooking skills are quite good. The little prince ate very happily.

He was also very conscious of his appearance; his lips moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound at all. He just kept his head down and ate bite by bite.

"The way you eat is like a prince, or even a king..." Wan'er tilted her head playfully, chewing her egg, looking at the little prince with a faint smile on her face. "You are so elegant, so regal!"

Regal demeanor? Don't be ridiculous, I'm just a spirit cat. There are countless spirit cats like me in other worlds; I just happened to end up in the human realm...