The Fragile Kitten Went Berserk in the Cultivation World

This year, even little kittens aren't safe from transmigration systems!

As a rusty-spotted cat, the smallest in the world yet capable of independent survival in the rainforest, Ye Kemon h...

Chapter 30 The Spirit Sea is all of a person's vital energy...

Chapter 30 The Spirit Sea is all of a person's vital energy...

After the kitten had eaten and drunk its fill, it lay sprawled out and began to sleep.

She might tremble with fear when she is conscious, but when she returns to her original body, she can sleep so unguarded, which means she is sure that the environment around her is safe enough.

Further deduction leads us to this kitten, who genuinely believes in herself.

Ye Kemeng herself seemed unaware of this.

Thinking this, Ren Hunyao's lips curled into a slight smile, and a completely unfamiliar and indescribable emotion rose in his heart.

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However, this result does not point to a name as to who would kill him before he ascends to the ranks of immortals, preventing him from protecting the common people of the world.

Instead, a blurry image was presented to everyone.

When the Grand Elder saw that his divination had actually succeeded, he held his breath and focused intently on the scene that he and his disciples had divined.

"You have presumptuously tried to understand the ways of Heaven; you shall be punished."

Suddenly, a majestic voice rang in the elder's ears. Before he could react, he felt a tightness on his scalp and a sense of impending death.

But his body reacted quickly. Before the punishment could come, he grabbed the two closest disciples with both hands and shielded them in front of and above his head.

As a crimson bolt of lightning struck down, the two once-imposing disciples of the academy immediately experienced a surge of blood rushing backward, breaking through the shackles of their meridians and exploding within their bodies.

When the elder put them down, the two men were covered in blood.

It was devoid of any sign of life.

The other disciples were startled by this scene. They were momentarily distracted and immediately received a palm strike from the Grand Elder. They fell backward uncontrollably, vomiting blood.

But he dared not slacken his efforts any longer and immediately stepped forward to continue supporting the formation.

The Grand Elder ignored the two dead disciples, focusing intently on the divination scene.

He muttered to himself, "No, I am an immortal. This mortal body is just a part of my cultivation. I will definitely return to my original body, I will!"

Instead of dying so young.

His eyes were wide with rage, and he stared intently at every tiny change that appeared on the screen.

At the same time, this also means that as long as he doesn't leave the academy for the time being, or rather, as long as he is not deceived by anyone or anything and leaves the academy, he should be able to escape this calamity.

Just as the elder was relieved, the divination results began to change.

He quickly looked closely and saw a person suddenly approaching in the unfamiliar scene he was in.

The elder couldn't see her face clearly, but he could tell that she was a woman.

He immediately thought of Elder Hua; among the twelve elders, she was the most powerful.

But she probably has no reason to kill him for the time being. After all, although they are not close, they have helped each other out of life and death a few times.

However, one can know a person's face but not their heart, and the Grand Elder still secretly kept Elder Hua on guard.

The elder originally thought that this divination would end here. After all, for them, diviners never completely saw the future, but only saw a little bit of the future, and then made inferences based on many clues.

To the Elder's surprise, the scene in the picture continued.

He appeared terrified in the image, and even though it was blurry, the elder felt a chill run down his spine just by looking at it.

His heart was beating very fast.

Then, he saw the woman in the picture slowly approaching him step by step, and he seemed to want to back away out of fear, but his legs were trembling and he couldn't take a single step.

"Who exactly is this woman?" he asked himself.

He was now almost certain that this woman was not Elder Hua, because he knew himself well enough that he would not be afraid of Elder Hua to this extent.

Then, he watched helplessly as the woman approached him, getting closer and closer. When she was only an arm's length away from him, he was so terrified that he wanted to kneel down. But the woman, whose back was to him, showed no mercy. She slowly reached out, just as she slowly, step by step, approached him. Her hand slowly approached his heart and ripped it out.

The scene of divination is frozen here.

At the same time, the image of the Grand Elder's pale face, filled with extreme terror, was also frozen in time.

He steadied himself, wanting to see what would happen next, while muttering to himself, "Even immortals will die if their hearts are removed. But immortals are slightly better off than mortals; as long as they return their hearts to their bodies within forty-nine hours, they won't die. They won't die. They won't die."

He suddenly shouted sternly, "Have you all been slacking off? Have you not been learning the divination techniques I taught you properly? Hurry up! Continue! I want to see the follow-up to the divination!!"

Seeing this, the other disciples, who were on the verge of fainting, now did their best to stay upright.

However, when the Grand Elder saw that even after he transferred the spiritual seas of his disciples to the image, there was still no change in the image, he finally turned his evil claws to the other disciples.

Seeing that things were going wrong, the disciples behind immediately tried to escape, but they were inside the formation set up by the Grand Elder. Although they were inner disciples or even personal disciples, they were no match for the Grand Elder, who was like an old monster.

As a result, all the disciples were literally drained of their spiritual energy and refined into dried corpses.

After all the disciples' spiritual seas were projected into the screen, the Grand Elder looked at the scene before him with anticipation, his eyes almost pleading, hoping to see his heart return to his body.

But the scene remained completely unchanged.

At the very end, he let out a soft burp.

It's like they've eaten their fill.

The elder was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. He tried to tell himself that it was a hallucination, but with his cultivation level, it was impossible for him to have hallucinations, let alone for any demons or monsters to whisper in his ear without being detected.

He was certain that the burp was the sound made by the thing he had divined after it had 'eaten' the spiritual seas of all his disciples.

The Grand Elder even detected a hint of nightmare in his words.

It seems they think this batch of disciples they're feeding has good talent. Although their cultivation levels aren't very high, their sheer number makes up for it.

The Grand Elder could no longer sit still; he wanted this thing to dissipate.

But no matter how he performed the spells or chanted the incantations, this thing always followed him like a shadow.

This continued for three days. The Grand Elder noticed that as time went on, the scene would get closer and closer to him, and as it got closer, he felt as if death was approaching.

However, the threat of death did not come from the image itself, nor even from the so-called divination, but from the spiritual seas of the seventy-nine disciples he had placed within it.

The spiritual sea is where a person's entire essence, energy, and spirit reside.

These things provide energy to people while they are alive, but are limited by the constraints of the body and cannot play a significant role. However, after a person dies, especially after a tragic death, if they are nourished by yin-related objects, they will become the most terrifying evil spirits in the world.

However, unlike ordinary demons, this kind of evil spirit does not have the ability to attack indiscriminately; it can only attack the person it hates most.

In other words, these beings, which the Grand Elder could usually crush with a single finger, have now become beings that could endanger his life.

He wouldn't care if he lost some of these things, since his cultivation was high enough that he had plenty of ways to deal with them. But the problem was that there were a total of seventy-nine of these things.

Seeing that if he continued to hide like this, he would probably be killed by this group of vengeful spirits before the woman he had divined could come and strangle him.

After thinking for a moment, the Grand Elder decided to seek help from the Dean who was in seclusion.

Although he didn't know how the dean would deal with him for harming his disciples, it was still much better than the current outcome, since he was the one who survived.

Thinking this through, the Grand Elder felt that there was no time to lose and immediately went to the Dean's secluded retreat.

The dean seemed to have noticed his arrival, and as he drew closer, a voice reached his ear: "Come in, hey."

The sigh was so distinct that it even made the Grand Elder feel a little scared, but the Dean's voice was so kind that he still took a few steps forward.

But since he was already there, and with the dean's familiar and kind voice, the elder didn't think much of it.

He kept walking forward, for an unknown amount of time. He even felt that the spiritual seas were getting closer and closer to him. It seemed that he had been walking for more than an hour. Finally, the Grand Elder couldn't help but compose himself and said, "Dean?"

There was no response.

The Grand Elder suddenly became afraid.

He stopped and called out again, "Dean, are you there?"