Walking into a trap
The three disciples of Cangmin Mountain sat around the stone table, their eyes fixed on the center of the table. What should have been a plain and unadorned Qiankun bag was now stretched to reveal a clear and lifelike outline of a cat! The soft fabric was stretched taut, outlining the shape of the cat's ears, body, and even tail, as if a live cat was about to burst out of the bag at any moment.
“This cat…” Bai Chuan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart. His voice was filled with disbelief. “Something’s not right. Something’s really not right.”
Just now, Yun Qian trapped the white cat with an exquisite array and then stuffed it into this seemingly ordinary Qiankun bag. This bag contains a universe within it, theoretically capable of holding ordinary mountains.
But who would have thought that after this palm-sized white cat was put inside, it would stretch the bag to this size!
A magical artifact capable of containing everything could barely hold a cat?
This is unheard of, absolutely incredible!
Even the usually composed Qin Wu felt something was off about this. He reached out a finger and carefully poked the cat-shaped protrusion.
The texture is surprisingly warm, soft, and elastic?
This cat is definitely up to something!
Qin Wu's gaze instantly sharpened, like a hawk eyeing its prey, locking onto the Qiankun bag, guarding against any possible anomalies.
"How could this be?" Bai Chuan couldn't help but marvel, his brows furrowed. Even with his extensive reading and broad knowledge, he was now deeply perplexed.
Yun Qian's mind was also filled with doubts.
Her array was functioning flawlessly, more than enough to trap the cat. This storage bag was left behind by her master, Bai Yan, and had no quality issues. Therefore, the root of the problem must lie with the cat itself!
This cat is extraordinary! It can understand human speech, dodge Qin Wu's fast swords repeatedly, and has a close relationship with the mysterious Lin Huaiyu.
However… when Yun Qian recalled the situation when the white cat was trapped by her formation, its struggle seemed to be somewhat deliberate.
Was it pretending to be weak to catch the strong, deliberately letting itself be captured?
If this cat truly harbors ulterior motives, keeping it around is tantamount to planting a bomb that could explode at any moment.
But if we let it go, we might as well release a tiger back into the mountains, which could lead to endless troubles in the future.
In the current situation, whether to keep or release the animal seems to carry hidden risks, making it a difficult decision.
How come... she's involved with Lin Huaiyu again? Yun Qian frowned, a sense of inexplicable irritation rising in her heart.
Ever since she met that man at the foot of Tianyan Mountain, he has been like a persistent shadow.
Seeing her two junior brothers still guarding the cat-shaped Qiankun bag, Yun Qian's eyes sharpened, and she had already made up her mind. Ignoring Bai Chuan's disapproving look and Qin Wu's subconscious attempt to stop her, she swiftly reached out and precisely untied the Qiankun bag, revealing the fluffy little head of the white cat inside.
Without hesitation, she brought her index finger to her lips, bit down hard with her teeth, and a bead of bright red blood instantly seeped out!
"Senior Sister!" Bai Chuan exclaimed in surprise.
Yun Qian ignored him, her bloodstained fingertips moving at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye! In an instant, a complex, ancient, and savage crimson rune was formed, radiating an ominous yet powerful energy fluctuation!
Before the white cat could react, Yun Qian flipped her wrist and, with an irresistible determination, pressed the blood talisman hard against the center of the white cat's forehead!
"Buzz—"
The blood-red talisman seemed to come alive the moment it touched the cat's skin, radiating a brilliant light. Then, like water seeping into a sponge, it quickly dissolved and completely disappeared into the white cat's body!
"Meow--!!!"
A strange and domineering power exploded within its body, flowing wildly. Wherever it passed, its originally surging spiritual power and innate divine abilities were as if imprisoned by layers of invisible shackles, instantly freezing and falling silent!
The white cat raised its head in shock, its amber eyes widening as it stared at Yun Qian in disbelief.
What did you do to me?!
It wanted to question, to roar, but when it opened its mouth, only a series of helpless and angry cries came out: "Meow meow meow meow—!!"
It's a talisman!
Moreover, it's an extremely domineering and insidious... symbiotic talisman?!
The white cat has lived for eight hundred years. As a noble guardian spirit beast of the Nine-Tailed God Clan, it has witnessed countless storms and waves, but it never thought that one day it would be subject to such a fierce curse that forcibly binds the lives of both parties!
At this moment, the beautiful yet cold and resolute face before it instantly overlapped in its mind with that of Lin Huaiyu, who had ridiculed it for failing to take human form for eight hundred years!
As expected... anyone that fox would set its sights on couldn't be a pushover!
Yun Qian's series of movements were fluid and incredibly fast. Qin Wu didn't even have time to completely stop her and could only watch helplessly as the blood talisman disappeared into the cat's body. He immediately looked at Yun Qian and, seeing that her breathing was steady and there were no other abnormalities, he finally felt a little relieved.
However, Bai Chuan, standing to the side, frowned deeply, his expression filled with even greater worry.
Qin Wu may not have witnessed it firsthand, but he clearly remembered the scene when Yun Qian requested the Death Talisman in the palace. All talismans that used one's own blood essence as a catalyst were extremely dangerous.
"Senior sister," Baichuan's voice was filled with worry.
Yun Qian simply waved her hand, her tone calm, as if she had only done a trivial matter: "It's nothing, just a symbiotic talisman."
After saying that, she reached out and gently scooped the white cat, which looked somewhat listless due to the loss of its power, out of her Qiankun bag and then casually hugged it to her arms.
The white cat struggled futilely in her arms, its claws scratching at the air. But without the support of spiritual power, it was ultimately just a small animal that was more human-like than an ordinary cat, yet equally powerless.
It can't do anything.
The white cat, filled with grief and indignation, roared wildly: Anyone that Lin Huaiyu would fancy is definitely no good! Why did I have to be so stupid and offer myself up to suffer?!
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