Know yourself and know your enemy
These days, Tianyan Mountain is filled with the sounds of war and panic.
Taking advantage of the incident of his disciple's murder, Sili thoroughly investigated and dealt with all the sects participating in the Immortal Sect Competition.
However, no matter how hard they dug, they ultimately found nothing, since the so-called "demon spy" was impossible to catch.
Outside the Four Directions Courtyard, there were naturally spies planted by Tianyan Mountain, monitoring the movements inside day and night. However, this had little impact on Yun Qian.
At this moment, she sat quietly in the room, making a hand seal with one hand, a faint light flashing at her fingertips. An invisible yet exquisitely ingenious isolation array rippled outwards from her center like water, instantly enveloping the entire room.
With this formation in place, not to mention the spies from Tianyan Mountain outside the courtyard, even Baichuan and Qin Wu, who are right next door, would find it difficult to detect anything inside the house.
The little black sword, which had been quietly tucked in her hair, trembled slightly and floated out on its own. It hovered beside Yun Qian's ear, its dark tip pointing at the white cat curled up on the table, which was pretending to sleep with its eyes closed. Its voice was filled with obvious worry: "This white cat is of unknown origin and behaves strangely. It's too risky for you to rashly cast a symbiotic talisman on it."
“I know.” Yun Qian said calmly, her gaze fixed on the ball of white fur. “It is indeed strange in every way. But precisely because of this, it is better to restrain it with a symbiotic talisman than to let this variable go free and do some things in the shadows that we cannot control.”
Keeping this clearly extraordinary cat under your nose is far more reassuring than letting it hide in the unknown shadows.
Moreover, Cangmin Mountain is already facing a lot of open and covert attacks, so one more cat won't make a difference.
Xiao Hei and Yun Qian didn't lower their voices, and the white cat on the table heard everything clearly. It thought angrily, "As expected! What good could anyone be associated with that hateful fox! They've even planted a symbiotic talisman on me, and I'm just a cat with restricted spiritual power, a cat that hasn't even been able to take human form after hundreds of years of cultivation. How much trouble can I possibly cause?"
The white cat wasn't really asleep. It rolled over, changed its position, opened its round, amber eyes, and glared at Yun Qian with annoyance.
"Meow, meow meow!"
It wanted to rebuke, but the binding power of the symbiotic talisman prevented it from mobilizing its spiritual power. All that came out of its mouth was a series of harmless meows.
Xiao Hei circled twice above its head, a hint of schadenfreude in its expression, before returning to Yun Qian's side: "It wants to talk."
Yun Qian suddenly realized that the cat could speak human language.
She brought her index and middle fingers together and casually drew a circle in the air, a wisp of soft, pure white fluorescence wrapping around her fingertips. With a flick of her wrist, the fluorescence gently landed on the white cat's forehead, temporarily neutralizing some of the spell's suppression of its vocal abilities.
The white cat immediately stood up and sat upright on the table, its front legs together, its posture seemingly docile. However, the words that came out of its mouth were filled with arrogance and anger that were completely inconsistent with its cute appearance: "How dare you! How dare you cast such a vicious symbiotic spell on this elder! You mortal, how dare you!"
"Elder?" Upon hearing this, Yun Qian couldn't help but curl her lips slightly upward, her eyes filled with incredulous interest. "You? Which sect or family's elder are you?"
A kitten, solemnly calling itself an elder, is quite a comical sight.
Yun Qian looked at it leisurely, waiting for it to continue.
The white cat subconsciously raised its head, its tone carrying a hint of arrogance from someone who had long held a superior position: "I am the ninth..." It only managed to utter half a sentence before it suddenly realized something, immediately shutting its mouth tightly, a hint of annoyance flashing in its eyes.
Oops!
The Nine-Tailed God Clan has long secluded itself from the world, and the legends surrounding its heritage and divine power have attracted countless greedy and covetous eyes. For hundreds of years, countless people have tried every means to find the clan's location, all for the sake of that elusive divine power they can inherit… Although the Nine-Tailed God Clan is incredibly powerful, and those "chosen by heaven" who successfully inherit its divine power possess peak combat strength, enough to deter villains and ensure that intruders never return, the very name "Nine-Tailed God Clan" still represents trouble and risk.
As a guardian beast of the Nine-Tailed God Clan, it's best not to reveal its identity easily!
Currently, it is under someone's control and its spiritual power is sealed. If this woman also harbors delusions about the power of the gods and takes the opportunity to interrogate it, wouldn't that be inviting trouble and bringing trouble to the clan?
Although it stopped abruptly after only speaking halfway, Yun Qian immediately followed the unfinished word "nine" and, combined with its previous mention of Lin Huaiyu, easily guessed the answer: "An elder of the Nine-Tailed God Clan?"
Her tone was somewhat teasing, and the way she looked at the white cat was as if she were looking at a child who had accidentally let something slip.
This white cat looks clumsy.
A few days ago it mentioned Lin Huaiyu, and today it blurted out "nine". Isn't this obviously telling others about its origins?
Yun Qian's smile widened even further. Looking at the little cat in front of her, trying to maintain its dignity but appearing rather amusing due to its slow reaction, she thought to herself: Well, being so beautiful and adorable, even a little foolishness seems forgivable?
Upon being exposed by Yun Qian, the white cat instantly stiffened, stood up alertly, and its fur bristled all over, its tail swelling up even more, making it look like a frightened fluffy ball!
Yun Qian chuckled at its overreaction. She relaxed her body, leaning back lazily in her chair, her posture leisurely.
Little Black Sword seemed to have discovered something, and kept getting closer to the white cat, carefully sensing it. After a long while, it finally spoke softly, with a hint of doubt: "Strange... it doesn't seem to have the scent of a fox on it."
"You're the one who smells like a fox! Your whole family smells like foxes!" The white cat reacted as if its tail had been stepped on, its fur standing on end even more fiercely!
It meticulously grooms its prized snow-white fur every day, keeping it clean, fresh, and exceptionally beautiful. How could it be associated with those foxes! It's an insult!
Yun Qian found it amusing to look at its exasperated appearance and gently shook her fingertip.
An invisible force instantly acted upon the white cat, and it felt the last bit of strength it had regained recede like a tide. The cat became limp and listless again, and with a "plop," it collapsed weakly back onto the table.
“Despicable…” The white cat uttered two words weakly, not even having the strength to lift its paw.
Imagine, this dignified guardian elder of the Nine-Tailed God Clan, who has lived for hundreds of years and received the utmost respect, was first ridiculed by Lin Huaiyu, that "destined person," as a piece of trash who couldn't take human form for eight hundred years. Now, it has fallen into the hands of his beloved and been given this damned symbiotic talisman... How miserable its cat life is!
Yun Qian leaned closer to it, extended a slender finger, and gently touched its cool, moist nose. Her voice was soft and seductive: "Come, tell me about your identity. Or tell me about Lin Huaiyu."
The little black swordsman beside him suddenly jerked his blade and interrupted urgently, "Why are you asking about that fox? The best thing to do is stay away from him!"
Yun Qian smiled, her gaze still fixed on the white cat, her tone calm yet carrying a subtle, unspoken meaning: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated."
Having said that, she had a sudden thought and, without further ado, took the still-chattering Little Black back into her inner palace, and decisively severed the connection between her divine sense and her inner palace, seeking some peace and quiet.
On the table, the previously listless white cat twitched its ears almost imperceptibly when it heard the name "Lin Huaiyu," as if it had perked up a bit.
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