Chapter 32 The Cat Almost Revealed
The longing wrapped around him silently, making his heart tighten.
He missed Mo Zhiyuan so much and thought they would meet again soon after coming to Lingxiao Sect, but who knew that Mo Zhiyuan was in seclusion.
No one knew where he was now. Bai Qingchen could only wait passively. This hopeless wait was suffocating.
After a moment, Bai Qingchen took out the sword he had chosen in the treasure pavilion from his storage bag.
The Frost and Snow scabbard is simple and exudes a restrained chill throughout.
It is not a magical weapon, but was forged for him by Mo Zhiyuan himself.
At that time, he was still the chief disciple of Lingxiao Sect, but he himself had already become famous and was respected as the Immortal Lord Fu Yu.
Mo Zhiyuan still had some of the youthful immaturity and clumsiness of a teenager, and with reddened ears, he said to him, "This is for self-defense."
He remembered that he had deliberately teased him at the time, brushing his fingertips against the cold scabbard and saying with a smile, "Junior Brother Mo, I'm an alchemy cultivator, how can I be good at wielding a sword? How about you teach me a move?"
Mo Zhiyuan's face turned even redder, and he taught him a move seriously.
It was a sword move he had figured out himself, a seemingly simple one that contained unique force techniques, with tricky angles, intended to catch the enemy by surprise, just to gain a glimmer of hope in moments of crisis.
"If you encounter danger, you may be able to escape by activating your spiritual power to this point." The young swordsman's voice was filled with unquestionable seriousness.
Holding his hand and adjusting her posture, the two of them were so close that he could feel the other's fresh breath and slightly rapid heartbeat.
Memories flooded into his mind, and Bai Qingchen took a deep breath to suppress his surging emotions.
He gripped the hilt of Frost's sword, and the familiar cold touch spread across his palm, as if he was holding a ray of light from that distant time.
Pushing open the creaking wooden door, the wind and snow outside subsided a little, and fine snowflakes fell silently. The snow in the yard was trampled into a mess.
He walked to the open space in the yard, slowly drew out his long sword, and the frost-colored sword was unsheathed. His face at the moment was reflected on the sword.
His movements were slow, even a little clumsy, but he accurately replicated every detail that Mo Zhiyuan had taught him personally.
The tip of the sword cut through the cold air, making a slight buzzing sound.
There is no earth-shaking momentum, only a kind of sharp determination that is ready to go on.
Snowflakes fell on the sword and were instantly and silently annihilated by the vibrating spiritual power.
He repeated it over and over again, his figure moving in the yard covered with light snow. The sword gleamed coldly, leaving only a lonely silhouette in the snow.
Yoyo walked out of the house at some point and squatted on the stone steps under the eaves, with her fluffy tail coiled in front of her paws, and her emerald cat eyes quietly watching the figure dancing with the sword in the yard.
I don’t know how long I practiced, until my hands and feet became a little stiff and my breath was slightly gasping, then Bai Qingchen put away his sword and stood up.
The cold air he inhaled into his lungs, carrying the scent of snow, also diluted the depression in his heart. He raised his hand to wipe away the slightly cool sweat on his forehead.
"Meow~" Yoyo called out at the right time, jumped lightly down the stone steps, walked to his feet, and rubbed his trouser leg with her head.
There was a hint of urging in the little guy's eyes, obviously wanting him to play with him.
Bai Qingchen looked at its furry appearance and his heart softened.
He leaned over and rubbed Yoyo's head. The next moment, a white light flashed at the spot, and the young man in white disappeared. In his place was a little white cat with a snow-white body and blue eyes.
"Meow~" Bai Qingchen called out to Youyou, turned around and lightly ran into the thick snow in the corner of the yard.
Yoyo's eyes lit up, and he let out an excited roar and chased after him.
Two cats with similar fur colors rolled into a ball in the snow in an instant, splashing snow foam everywhere, leaving behind messy plum-shaped footprints and traces of chasing and playing.
The noise naturally attracted people. Two outer disciples passing by took a shortcut by hunching their necks and happened to run into two cats rolling in the snow.
"Huh? Isn't that Lord Xueyin? Who is it playing with?" The tall disciple stopped in surprise.
"I don't know. I've never seen this white cat before. Where did it come from?" The short man also widened his eyes, full of curiosity.
Apart from the cat raised by Sword Master, no other living creature on Hanyuan Peak dared to act so presumptuously in the disciples' residence.
"He's really handsome, and looks quite like Master Xueyin, except that Master has two tails, and this kitten only has one."
The two cats obviously also discovered them. Yoyo immediately stopped chasing, making a low whimpering sound in its throat, and stared at the newcomers with its ice-green cat eyes vigilantly, with a fierce look that said, "Keep away from strangers."
Bai Qingchen squatted quietly in the snow, looking at the two of them with his blue eyes. Although he had no intention of getting close, he also had no hostility.
The two disciples were frightened by Yoyo's fierce look, and quickly took a few steps back and walked away in embarrassment.
This accidental discovery also made Bai Qingchen a little bolder.
These disciples didn’t know that the white cat was themselves. After all, who would have thought that a cultivator would turn into a cat?
In the days that followed, two white cats, one big and one small, would randomly appear in every place on Hanyuan Peak.
The disciples of Hanyuan Peak gradually got used to the existence of this mysterious little white cat.
It appears and disappears mysteriously, its whereabouts are uncertain, and it always quietly watches the people passing by.
Unlike Yoyo, who is fierce and domineering, although he doesn't let people touch him either, this quiet little white cat is obviously more likable.
That afternoon, the wind and snow stopped for a while, and there was a rare warmth.
Bai Qingchen was curled up lazily on the windowsill of the stone house in the form of a cat, basking in the sun and combing the hair of his front paws.
A clear and deliberately high-pitched female voice came from outside the courtyard:
"Excuse me, does Senior Brother Bai Qingchen live here?"
It's Su Yue! Bai Qingchen shuddered with fear.
He suddenly jumped off the windowsill and almost crawled into the deepest shadow in the corner of the room, holding his breath.
Footsteps approached along with inquiring voices, and the courtyard door was pushed open. Su Yue was wrapped in a thick cloak, her little face flushed by the cold wind, and she curiously poked her head in to look around.
"Brother Bai? Are you there? I'm Su Yue!"
The house was silent, with only the sound of the wind whistling through the crack in the door.
Su Yue walked into the yard in confusion, looked around, and when her eyes swept across the windowsill, she suddenly stopped.
In the shadows, a pair of turquoise cat eyes were watching her vigilantly, without blinking.
Su Yue was stunned. How could this cat with its snow-white fur and eyes as blue as lake water look so much like the lost kitten she had raised in Lingdu before!
"Meow?" Su Yue tentatively reached out her hand cautiously into the shadows. "Is that you? Meow?"
The pupils of the white cat in the shadow suddenly shrank. Oh no, he had completely forgotten about this. Su Yue had seen his cat form before.
Seeing that Su Yue was about to come over, Bai Qingchen no longer had time to think about it. Taking advantage of the moment when Su Yue bent down to look, he whizzed out from beside her feet like a white lightning and disappeared outside the courtyard wall in the blink of an eye.
"Meow! Don't run!" Su Yue stamped her feet anxiously and chased the white cat to the wall of the courtyard, but there was no trace of the white cat.
She looked around unwillingly and called out anxiously, but all she got was a few flakes of snow blown up by the cold wind.
Just then, the door of the room behind him creaked open.
Bai Qingchen turned back into a human, wearing a slightly thin green disciple robe, with just the right amount of surprise on his face.
"Junior Sister Su, why are you here?"
"I was just meditating in the inner room and didn't hear anything. My apologies."
Su Yue looked back at Bai Qingchen who came out of the house, then looked in the direction where the white cat disappeared, her little face full of confusion.
"Brother Bai, did you see a white cat running out just now?"
"White cat?" Bai Qingchen looked confused.
"No, my place is remote, and there are no other cats except Yoyo. Junior Sister Su, the one you saw was probably Yoyo." He spoke naturally, as if he really knew nothing.
“Oh…” Su Yue drooped her shoulders in disappointment.
"Maybe I'm seeing things." She quickly perked up and took out an exquisite jade box from her storage bag.
"Brother Bai, I've come here specifically to express my gratitude. Thanks to you for discovering my poisoning ahead of time. This is a thank-you gift from Master. Please accept it!"
Bai Qingchen took the jade box and thanked him.
Su Yue continued to babble on and on, but her eyes couldn't help but glance around the yard. It was obvious that she was still obsessed with the white cat that looked very much like Miaomiao.
Before leaving, she seemed to remember something and lowered her voice and said, "By the way, Senior Brother Bai, Master asked me to bring you a message."
"The great elder of Liuyun Peak has recently begun to secretly investigate Li Xiuyuan, but Li Xiuyuan, that fox, noticed the movement in advance. He has restrained himself a lot recently. It seems that he will not cause trouble to us again for a while. But you should also be careful on your own at Hanyuan Peak."
Bai Qingchen's heart trembled, but he nodded calmly: "Thank you for your concern, Junior Sister Su. I understand."
After seeing off Su Yue, who kept looking back every few steps and trying to find the white cat, Bai Qingchen closed the courtyard door, leaned against the cold wooden door, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on the palms of my hands.
It was too dangerous, I almost got exposed.
It seems that I have to restrain myself when transforming in the future.
Especially Su Yue, she was too familiar with the appearance of her cat body.
In the following days, the disciples of Hanyuan Peak discovered that the beautiful and quiet white cat appeared less and less frequently.
Occasionally, they would be seen lying on some high place far away, and would soon disappear, leaving everyone feeling a little lost.
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