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“Are you the cat my older brother raised? What’s your name? Can you speak human language?”

Feng Qing’an looked at the small mysterious cat squatting on his shoulder and licking its paw, feeling quite delicate.

Among the spirits he knew, only Donghuang had such high potential, but he was now going to meet his elder brother, and he had not seen the people yet. On the way, he met such an indescribable little guy.

Absurd!

Meow~

The mysterious cat stopped its paw-licking action, lifted its head to stare at Feng Qing’an. In its radiant golden vertical pupils, Feng Qing’an’s face was reflected, and then it made a childish meow that seemed to melt people’s hearts.

Feng Qing’an was immediately silent. He didn’t understand cat language. Let alone a foreign race, even the same race, ten miles apart, speaking local dialect, he might not understand either.

For practitioners, communicating with divine mind and spiritual sense is the most reliable way, clearly conveying what they want to express.

“Little thing.”

Although the race, attribute, and even potential level of this kitten made Feng Qing’an doubt whether he was mistaken, only with the combat power of Spirit Awakening relaxed him a lot. He reached out, grabbed the neck of this little guy, and lifted it in front of his eyes.

“Are you playing dumb with me?”

With the potential level of this mysterious kitten, its intellect is no weaker than that of the Human Race. Feng Qing’an would not be deceived by the harmless, petite and cute appearance on the surface, believing that this guy can only act cute.

This guy came here by riding a sword. Just based on this feat alone, it proves its extraordinary nature. Ordinary cats should be scared to death. This little guy dared to climb up to his shoulder and lick its fur with his palm.

Meow~

But even when faced with Feng Qing’an’s questions, the mysterious kitten still did not show any intentions but instead stared at Feng Qing’an with glossy eyes, making a cat sound that was sweet to the point of being nauseatingly sweet.

Roar~

Looking at the small mysterious cat held in Feng Qing’an’s hand, showing no intimidating power and fluttering its four tender little paws, Black Mountain on the side felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. It showed a vigilant look in its eyes, its head slightly lowered, and its snow-white fangs exposed.

“Black Mountain, what are you doing? Don’t scare this kitten.”

Black Mountain’s excessive response made Feng Qing’an subconsciously guard the small mysterious cat that wasn’t even the size of a palm in his hand and place it on his chest. This is the most potent spirit he has encountered so far, and he almost got it for free.

He would be lying if he wasn’t moved. He had made up his mind that if this cat was raised by his brother, he would ask him for it.

If the cat jumped onto his sword halfway up the road, that’s even better. Once in his hands, it won’t be able to escape, no matter what the kitten is planning.

Even if its harmless appearance is faked, its combat power simply can’t cause significant disturbance, no matter how high the potential is, it can only burst out world-destroying power after it’s realized and converted into combat power.

Until the potential is cashed out, potential is just potential. It is merely worth a look. Many young geniuses have passed away prematurely, eventually ending up as a handful of yellow dirt.

However, Feng Qing’an prefers to believe that this cat was thrown up by his big brother. How could this sword in his hand, capable of slaying gods and cutting dragons, casually allow a cat to jump on it and step on it?

Even if this small cat has the potential to achieve the Human Immortal Realm, so what? He had decapitated the Cangjiang River Water Monarch who could truly rival the Human Immortal. So what if it hasn’t grown up yet?

Unless he gets the permission of his big brother, no one other than the two brothers can control this sword.

Ooh~

Hearing Feng Qing’an’s slightly reproachful words, Black Mountain retracted its instinctive offensive stance and made a slightly aggrieved whine.

Meow~

The small cat held by Feng Qing’an to his chest let out another sweet meow. The small head peered out a little, the originally round golden eyes squinting slightly, with a hint of pride and provocation, looking at the now obedient and submissive Black Mountain.

Ooh~

Just as Black Mountain was starting to growl, the little mysterious cat rushed into Feng Qing’an’s clothes, and then this small creature, whose fur was black with a hint of red, bumped into the gleaming Golden Dragon armor.

The two little creatures stared each other down at Feng Qing’an’s chest, but a moment later, the Golden Dragon let out an intimidating low growl. Even though it wasn’t a spirit but only a piece of Spirit Touching Armor, at this moment, it was still defending its territory like a beast.

The inside of Feng Qing’an’s clothes was originally its territory, and no other existence could share it.

Although it knew that sometimes a few big birds engulfed in blazing fire would fly out of Feng Qing’an’s body, there was no conflict between them.

Even if they appear, they would fly out of Feng Qing’an’s body, and when they didn’t, they would quietly shrink into Feng Qing’an’s body, having no contact with it.

However, this dark little creature was different. It blatantly invaded the territory that originally belonged to it. This made the Golden Dragon full of hostility the moment it saw the small black cat.

“You two little things, stop creating a fuss.”

Feng Qing’an was fully aware of what was happening on his body. He extended his hand and took out the small mysterious cat that rushed into his arms and then put it back on the right shoulder where it had been before.