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 nightmare, Wan'er was startled by the scene on the mountain—the graveyard had been blown open, and her parents' remains were gone. Wan'er broke off a branch and poked through the mud, finding a muddy cat. Could this be the living being?

For millions of years, there had been an unwritten rule in the Spirit Realm: the spirit race never associated with humans, who were skilled at disguise, to ensure their own safety.

"Presumptuous! I am the King of the Spirit Realm, and you dare to place me on your lap!"

My master takes care of me every day, so I must protect her well too! With his protective spirit jade removed, the Cat King lost his memory and wholeheartedly followed Wan'er.