Chapter 109: He Turned Into a Kitten Too

Chapter 109: He Also Turned Into a Little Cat

Just how terrifying was Yan Huaixuan's power?

The old man couldn't believe it either, but his form quickly dissipated into the air.

All he left behind was one sentence, "You just wait and see."

Shen Lian looked at Yan Huaixuan, "What realm are you at now, exactly?"

"Heavenly Immortal," Yan Huaixuan didn't hide it from him.

But Shen Lian frowned, clearly not believing it, "Really only Heavenly Immortal? That old man was at the same realm as you were."

"He was just an avatar; his real body is still in the demon clan's territory," Yan Huaixuan put away his wooden sword.

Shen Lian said, "Even so, you already used half your power to seal the inner demon."

Yan Huaixuan gave him a look, his expression unreadable. Shen Lian had turned into a little cat, and at this moment, the cat had no idea how cute he looked with his little cat face all serious and thoughtful.

Yan Huaixuan paused, then reached out and ruffled Shen Lian's head.

The fluffy feeling—Yan Huaixuan had never cared about stuff like this before, but now, he thought he finally got it.

Shen Lian only then realized there was a hand on his head, squeezing and pinching.

He immediately puffed up, "Yan Huaixuan, what are you doing? Get your hand off me."

Seeing he'd been caught, Yan Huaixuan felt a little disappointed.

He had no choice but to pull his hand back.

Shen Lian added, "And don't hold me. Put me down on the table."

Yan Huaixuan just said, with a meaningful look, "Are you sure?"

Shen Lian snorted, "Of course."

But when he was actually set down on the table.

Shen Lian: "..."

He realized the table was too low, and he was too small.

And to talk to Yan Huaixuan, he had to crane his neck all the way up.

Shen Lian looked up and met the amused glint in Yan Huaixuan's eyes.

Shen Lian gritted his teeth and hurriedly tried to pull the antidote for the transformation pill out of his pocket.

But he found he couldn't open his mustard seed space.

"What's wrong?" Yan Huaixuan asked. "Where's the antidote?"

Shen Lian: "...I can't open my mustard seed space."

Yan Huaixuan thought for a moment, "Then I'll refine it for you."

Shen Lian: "You?"

He looked at him suspiciously, "How are you going to refine it?"

Yan Huaixuan reached out and picked up some alchemy tools Shen Lian had left on the table.

Then a ball of flame appeared in his hand.

Shen Lian's eyes went wide as he watched Yan Huaixuan actually refine a pill—the exact same one he'd made yesterday.

"You can do alchemy?"

Yan Huaixuan said, "I just watched you refine these past few days, so I barely memorized it."

"But compared to yours, it's still a bit worse."

He set the pill down in front of Shen Lian.

Shen Lian took a look—yeah, it looked about seventy or eighty percent like his, but he could still tell the inside wasn't quite the same.

Still, Yan Huaixuan's learning ability was seriously scary.

"Is this technique good enough? You can guide me from the side then."

Shen Lian hummed, "Fine."

After all, that antidote wasn't a particularly hard pill to make.

But—Shen Lian suddenly gave Yan Huaixuan a suspicious look, "Can't you just undo it yourself? Why can't you just undo it for me?"

Yan Huaixuan said softly, "I'm at the Heavenly Immortal Realm, so I can break it from the inside, but you're still at Earth Immortal."

Shen Lian: "...Fine, let's go find the herbs first."

Man, he was unlucky.

But Shen Lian could've sworn he'd grabbed a disguise pill.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of Yan Huaixuan's mouth. He reached out and scooped Shen Lian up.

Shen Lian immediately said, "What are you doing?"

"You don't have any spiritual power now—are you gonna walk there?" Yan Huaixuan looked down at the little cat, all puffed up.

So cute.

He wanted to pet him.

Yan Huaixuan thought so, and without letting it show, he gave a couple of pets.

Shen Lian felt his big hand land on his head. He took a deep breath, but there was nothing he could do—when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

If he had to find the herbs with his current mortal cat body, it'd take forever.

He said coldly, "Then don't pet me."

Yan Huaixuan couldn't help but smile—how could a cat, clearly at someone's mercy, still be so full of himself?

"Fine."

With that, Yan Huaixuan settled him in his arms, "What materials do you need?"

Shen Lian frowned, "One of the medicinal herbs is at the Demon race's border."

For quirky pills like his, they almost always contained some Demon Plants mixed in.

Yan Huaixuan nodded, picked Shen Lian up, and placed him in his arms.

Caught off guard, Shen Lian was suddenly wrapped in a cool, crisp aura, his back pressed against Yan Huaixuan's warm chest.

He squirmed and popped his head out of Yan Huaixuan's pocket.

Yan Huaixuan felt a warm lump against his chest, and looking down, he saw Shen Lian struggling to peek out like a curious cat.

It was like something in his heart melted.

He couldn't help it—Yan Huaixuan reached out and patted Shen Lian's head again.

Shen Lian immediately ducked his head away like a little fish.

He looked up from Yan Huaixuan's embrace, glaring, "Didn't I tell you not to touch?"

Yan Huaixuan couldn't help laughing, "You're just so cute."

Meaning, he couldn't help himself.

Hearing that, Shen Lian choked and immediately put on a serious face, "Not cute now. Go find your herbs."

Yan Huaixuan watched the little cat trying to act serious, and the laughter in his eyes grew.

"Alright."

With a wave of his sleeve, he swept the place where he and Shen Lian lived into his spatial realm.

After that, Yan Huaixuan gave the little cat a gentle nudge.

It was like he was hiding Shen Lian in his chest.

Tucked into Yan Huaixuan's pocket, Shen Lian felt a bit weird.

Especially since Yan Huaixuan's heartbeat kept thumping, one after another.

It was loud, thumping away.

Shen Lian couldn't help but say, "Can't you make your heartbeat any quieter?"

Yan Huaixuan stopped mid-step and said, voice low, "Alright."

But after a moment, it didn't get quieter—it got even louder.

Shen Lian wasn't sure if it was because he'd turned into a small animal and got drowsy easily, but right now, he couldn't sleep at all.

Shen Lian looked up. "Yan Huaixuan, your heartbeat's too fast. I can't sleep."

Yan Huaixuan glanced down at him.

Shen Lian caught on.

He met Yan Huaixuan's eyes and immediately shut up. "Forget I said that."

But before long, Shen Lian actually fell asleep.

When he woke up again, they were already close to the Demon race's border.

Yan Huaixuan first found a city to rest in.

Shen Lian had been sleeping in one position too long and felt stiff, so he patted Yan Huaixuan's chest with his paw.

Yan Huaixuan was walking and didn't notice.

Shen Lian got impatient and thumped him twice more.

Only then did Yan Huaixuan stop. "What's wrong?"

"I want to get out and switch positions."

Yan Huaixuan took him out. "What position do you want?"

Shen Lian's eyes darted, then fixed on the top of Yan Huaixuan's head, "I want to stand on your head."

To his surprise, Yan Huaixuan actually put him on his head.

Yan Huaixuan wasn't wearing a crown; his long black hair was just loosely tied back with a jade clasp at the nape of his neck.

Shen Lian wasn't big—just a small cat—so standing on Yan Huaixuan's head with all four paws planted, he was actually pretty steady.