The wind was biting cold.
The northern region is perpetually cold winter with little spring, making it difficult for people to distinguish the seasons.
Most of the cultivators here are tall and powerful, but their overwhelming power has also led to their irritable nature.
A small, snow-white figure darted across the street. Perhaps because it wasn't looking where it was going, the little one accidentally bumped into the feet of a fierce-looking, burly man.
The burly man looked down and saw a small white cat lying at his feet.
If he's not careful, he could crush the little guy into a meat patty with one foot.
"Haha, brothers, look what this is!"
The burly man grabbed the kitten by the scruff of its neck, lifted the little guy up, and then turned around to show it to his brothers behind him.
Behind the burly man was another group of burly men.
However, they all looked different, and even the aura they exuded was complex.
If other cultivators were present, they would certainly be able to tell that these burly men were not ordinary cultivators.
These cultivators, who cannot be called human, are demonic cultivators.
The kitten was held in the strong man's hand, and its little body swayed in mid-air as the cold wind blew by.
A group of burly men looked at the kitten and burst into laughter. "Titan Protector, how come you can attract trouble with this little thing even when you're just walking down the street?"
"This little thing probably wouldn't even be enough to fill a gap between your teeth, would it?"
"This must be the spirit pet of that young master or young lady. I can see that it still has spiritual power on it."
The sounds of laughter were incessant.
The burly man, called the Titan Protector, burst into laughter, then stopped laughing and glared at his men behind him with wide eyes.
"You know nothing! The Spirit Cat Brings Fortune. This time we've come to the Northern Secret Realm, and we'll definitely live up to the Demon Lord's expectations and bring the totem back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a chorus of agreement.
When Bai Ze woke up, this was the scene he saw.
Demonic energy swirled in the street, while he was held in someone's hand, his limbs dangling in mid-air. No matter how much he kicked, his opponent wouldn't let him go.
Hearing the rough laughter behind him, he moved his limbs and heard someone exclaim in surprise.
"Titan Guardian, the Lucky Cat has awakened."
The burly man immediately turned his wrist so that he and the kitten could make eye contact.
"Oh, this little thing has quite a temper."
"Put me down."
Hearing the kitten speak human language, not only was the burly man stunned, but a group of burly men were also stunned.
After a long while, someone from the group of burly men finally spoke up, "Guardian, this spirit pet can speak human language, he... he... he couldn't be..."
The burly man moved his wrist, and the kitten's body began to sway.
"What could it be? Even if it already has an owner, this cat just wandered into it today, so I'm going to keep it."
"Little cat, where is your master?"
Speak of the devil and he appears.
As soon as the burly man finished speaking, a deep male voice sounded behind him.
"Hey! Who do you think you are, daring to touch Grandpa's kitten? Give the kitten back right now!"
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Bai Ze immediately opened its sharp claws. "Qi Wenyao, hurry up and do it! They are demonic cultivators, and they want to take me away!"
"Qi Wenyao? The young master of the Qi family?"
Bai Ze's words made the burly man turn around and pause.
A sharp whooshing sound rang out, and the burly man's pupils contracted as he turned his head to narrowly avoid the longsword that had almost pierced his head.
The burly man's good mood was instantly shattered.
He turned around and saw the tall, slender figure in silver standing behind him, and immediately let out a cold snort.
"A mere sword cultivator at the sixth level of the Integration Realm dares to challenge this Protector?"
The longsword returned to Qi Wenyao's hand. He looked coldly at the group of demonic cultivators in front of him, showing no fear on his face.
There are less than two weeks left until the opening of the Northern Secret Realm.
Because the Qi family's location is very close to the secret realm, the town, which was originally quiet, has suddenly become crowded.
During this period, not only cultivators came, but also evil cultivators, demonic cultivators, and all kinds of cultivators.
The Qi family are businessmen, and they have been particularly busy lately, with even Qi Wenyao getting busy.
He had neglected to take care of the divine beasts and spirit beasts, such as Bai Ze, that Sheng Ning had entrusted to him half a year ago.
Today, Bai Ze rolled around idly beside him, and finally couldn't stand it anymore and ran out the door.
Unexpectedly, this escape led them to the hands of a demonic cultivator.
With a somber expression, Qi Wenyao remained silent until thousands of swords suddenly appeared behind him.
As soon as the pressure of the Integration Stage was unleashed, cultivators with lower cultivation levels immediately felt physical discomfort.
Apart from the burly man facing him.
"At the fifth level of the Nascent Soul stage, the Demon Clan has really gone all out this time."
Upon hearing Qi Wenyao's words, the burly man laughed again, "Since you know you can't win, why don't you quickly make way?"
"In the end, you're a useless spirit pet master, so why not let him stay by my side? Don't you think so, little kitty?"
Bai Ze had just turned his gaze away from Qi Wenyao when he saw an enlarged face appear before him.
The beast's eyes narrowed sharply, and it instinctively raised its paw to scratch the other's face. "Who are you trying to scare to death!"
The stinging sensation on his face made the burly man gasp.
The burly men behind him immediately tensed up and were about to step forward, shouting, "Guardians!"
"Titan Protector, are you alright?"
"How dare you! Do you know who you've captured? Are you out of your mind?!"
The demonic cultivators' fierce shouts did not intimidate Bai Ze.
He looked at the wounds on the burly man's face that he had scratched, while his small body continued to dance in mid-air.
As a protector of the demon race, the burly man had never suffered such humiliation.
Especially since the one who hurt him was just a tiny kitten.
Thinking this, the burly man immediately released his overwhelming aura, "Looking for death?"
As a divine beast, Bai Ze's reaction to the pressure was far less intense than Qi Wenyao's.
He flailed his limbs, and even when threatened, a fierce expression still appeared on his small face.
Seeing the growing murderous intent emanating from the burly man, Qi Wenyao felt a chill and immediately drew his sword to deal with him.
Unfortunately, he was only a sword cultivator at the sixth level of the Integration Stage, which was a vast chasm compared to the Nascent Soul Stage.
He might not even be able to defeat someone in the early stages of the Nascent Soul realm, let alone a demonic cultivator at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul realm.
When the feeling of suffocation swept over him, Qi Wenyao felt as if his body was suspended in mid-air.
An invisible pair of hands gripped his neck, making it hard for him to breathe.
Seeing Qi Wenyao's behavior, Bai Ze became even more enraged, "Bastard, do you know who I am?"
Upon hearing this, the burly man immediately became interested.
With a wave of his large hand, Qi Wenyao was sent flying far away before he looked down at the kitten in his hand.
"Oh? Judging from your tone, you're not an ordinary spirit beast or pet?"
"Of course, I am..."
Before Bai Ze could finish speaking, he saw a piece of clothing being lifted by the cold wind at a corner not far away, and then it came into his view.
In that instant, tears welled up in his eyes.
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