Full-Level Boss Transmigrates and Becomes Pampered

【1v1, Doted On, Fiery! Awesome! Sweet!】

Second Master Jin indulges in worldly pleasures, his life motto being simply to have fun. When a certain cat lunges at him, he lightly dodges, "...

Chapter 331 Sorry, I'm not the sect leader of the sect.

Cat ran over too, and when no one else dared to approach Mu Jin, she took Mu Jin's hand in her hands and looked at it.

It was bloody, but she soon realized that the blood seemed to be Song Sifan's!

Cat let out a soft sigh of relief. She took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped Mu Jin's hands clean, only to find that his only injury was a scraped knuckle... This must have been because he hit him too hard.

The cat held Mu Jin's hand, motionless, seemingly lost in thought.

Finally, Mu Jin pulled her hand away and said, "How long are you going to keep watching?"

"Oh..." The cat grabbed him tightly, then came to her senses. "Ah Jin, you're hurt! Let me bandage you up?"

Mu Jin lowered his eyes, scrutinizing the cat's eager expression. The murderous aura surging within him slowly dissipated, and his voice became more composed, "Is this what you call an injury? How do you plan to bandage me?"

"Of course this is an injury! It must be disinfected and bandaged properly. Such a beautiful hand, it would be terrible if it had a scar." As she spoke, the cat pinched the uninjured part of his hand.

"No need to wrap it anymore. Also, you're not allowed to use adjectives like 'beautiful' anymore, understand?" Mu Jin said.

The cat replied, "But it's clearly beautiful..."

Ye Mingshi stood a few steps away, watching for a long time. Just now, Mu Jin was full of murderous intent. Based on their past experience, whether it was the enemy or their side, if they rashly stepped forward, they would be beaten indiscriminately by Mu Jin.

So they wisely kept their distance and waited for Mu Jin to calm down.

But unexpectedly! The cat rushed up to her and even grabbed Mu Jin's hand!

They watched as Mu Jin's raging storm perfectly bypassed the cat... and is now slowly calming down.

Ye Mingshi clicked her tongue in admiration, "It's true what they say, comparisons are the thief of joy. Could you have imagined that Second Master would end up like this? He's so easily swayed by a mere touch of his hand."

Gu Ze chuckled. "Pretty good."

Ye Mingshi had looked at it for a while, then stepped forward and handed over a small bottle, saying, "No need to go to so much trouble. You two have been tugging and pulling for so long. It's just a little scrape, right? Just put some medicine on it and it'll be healed by tomorrow morning."

Cat glanced at the bottle in Ye Mingshi's hand but didn't use it. She suddenly pretended to rummage in her pocket, but actually took out a small bottle from her spatial storage and said with a grin, "I forgot, I have one too! Ah Jin, use mine."

As she spoke, the cat had already started applying the medicine to Mu Jin.

Ye Mingshi choked for a moment, then naturally took the cat's bottle, sniffed it, and said with some surprise, "Your ointment is pretty good, where did you get it?"

The cat said, "I composed it myself!"

This ointment was made by Maomao when Ji Yang was injured last time.

Ye Mingshi was immediately a little disappointed. "Cat, you can even make your own wound medicine! If your medical skills are superior to others, then what's the point of my existence?"

The cat glanced at him and said, "I'm not going to steal your job."

Ye Mingshi suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of urgency! He made up his mind: he had to study medicine diligently! Just in case he was annihilated by the cat one day!

After applying the medicine to Mo Jin, the cat handed him a small bottle of wound medicine. "Ah Jin, this is for you. If you can't apply the medicine, you can call me, hehe."

Mu Jin glanced at the bottle, then casually stuffed it into her hoodie pocket. "Jiu Maomao, I'm not useless, what's inconvenient about it?"

At this moment, the referee finally announced the result of this round of combat.

"Piaomen, Song Sifan, defeated!"

Cat also looked in the direction of Song Sifan. He was surrounded by a group of people who were asking him what was wrong. His neat suit was now a little messy, with dark red spots all over it. There was a long bloody gash at the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to be disfigured.

However, Song Sifan calmly looked around, his gaze shifting from Mu Jin to the cat.

Their eyes met, and Song Sifan actually smiled! And because of that smile, another streak of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Song Sifan remained as aloof as ever.

It's really strange, this Song Sifan is a bit unfathomable! From the beginning to the end of the battle, his emotions seemed to remain unchanged, always so stable.

Cat quickly looked away. She looked at Mu Jin's hand, that injury... Song Sifan was the culprit!

"The outcome is decided. Since that is the case, the Wind Gate remains the leader of the Eight Gates. The Eight Gates must follow the Wind Gate's lead. You should know the consequences of disobeying orders: expulsion from the Eight Gates and never to be used again!"

Gu Zeyi spoke loudly in front of everyone.

The shock of the three battles not long ago is still lingering in my mind, so who would dare to say a word against it now? This result is of course perfectly reasonable!

Gu Zeyi then said, "Since there are no objections, then sect leaders, please affix your seals."

Gu Zeyi pointed to a booklet that had just been brought over. This booklet was quite significant. It was about the Eight Gates' Battle of Magic. Every twenty years, the seals of the eight gate masters would be left here to represent the order of each twenty-year period.

Gu Ze first stamped the Juemen's seal on the door.

Subsequently, Ye Mingshi and Tan Zheng also stamped the seals of the Ti Men and Ce Men on the seals.

When it was Jiu Yunchi's turn, he first flipped through the booklet. The Jingmen was absent from the booklet three times, which was sixty years. And sixty years ago, the Jingmen was the leader of the Eight Gates.

Jiu Yunchi held the seal but did not drop it. If he dropped it like that, Jingmen would have to wait another twenty years to return to the top of the Eight Gates!

Suddenly, the cat came closer and asked, "Jiu Yunchi, what are you hesitating about?"

Jiu Yunchi looked at the cat, suddenly made up his mind, and stamped the seal!

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!