Chapter 1451 – Nie Yang Forms an Alliance (Part 3)
“When you’re a cat, that’s not scary. But becoming an orange cat? Now that’s terrifying!”
The huge, chubby orange cat squatted on the wall, gazing sorrowfully yet brightly at the scenery outside, occasionally letting out a few meows.
If someone understood cat language, they would know this cat was grumbling away.
“Is there anything wrong with the Dreaming Back a Thousand Years activity? This cat can’t stand this injustice! It’s such a rare chance for a non-lucky guy to have good fortune, and I ended up as a cat after my transmigration. If I must become a cat, couldn’t I have transformed into a panda cherished by a beauty? Even if I can’t cuddle with the beauty at night, please, not an orange cat! Look at this weight, look at this body—three steps and I’m panting!”
The audience burst into laughter, mocking him.
【Silken Long Hair, Short Affection】: Dude, you’ve got guts! You’re actually trying to be that panda next to the beauty? The streamer’s live room connects to this sub-room—she’ll know immediately what you turned into. You hoping for a cozy encounter with the God-slaying Sword?
Jiang Pengji is notoriously petty; who dares to touch her man?
【Cat from the Monkey’s House】: Just so you know, pandas aren’t cats; they’re bears.
【Meow Meow Meow】: Orange cat bro, stop shaking that rear! Can’t you see you’re about to break the tiles on the wall?
Dried Fish felt no sympathy. The orange cat sighed deeply while looking at the fleeting bullet comments on the screen.
At that moment, its ears perked up, keenly picking up the sound of footsteps approaching.
Turning its round face, it spotted a tall, handsome young man standing by the wall, his features still youthful, a blend of a young man and a boy. He looked good, had a charming aura, and the fat orange cat twitched its whiskers—its wounded heart felt a flicker of healing.
While not cuddling with the beauty, this young lad was quite impressive, reminiscent of Wei Ci in his youth.
“Isn’t that the cat from the Yang family? What brings it here?”
Nie Qing extended a hand towards the fat orange, but the feline remained indifferent, looking as steady as a rock.
He smiled and had a servant fetch something to step on, finally picking up the cat.
As soon as Nie Qing held the orange cat, it let out a long meow, practically begging to roll around in the young man’s arms.
“Guys, this breathtakingly handsome youth smells like sunshine—how delightful!”
The live stream’s Dried Fish felt even more jealous. How lucky is this cat to enjoy such bliss?
【Autumn Leaves Summer Flowers】: What does sunshine smell like? Dead mites?
Boasting its status as a cat, the fat orange couldn’t be bothered with what Nie Qing and the rest couldn’t understand, meowing back at the audience.
Seeing the orange cat’s unusual behavior, Nie Qing quickly returned the feline to Nie Yang.
As the two conversed, the others finally realized the sun-kissed boy was Nie Qing.
Watching Nie Yang and Nie Qing’s brotherly harmony, a chill crept into everyone’s hearts.
They weren’t deaf; Nie Yang’s remark about “Nie Liang being caught, let alone Nie Qing” was thick with malice.
Thus, when Nie Qing prepared to return the cat to Nie Yang, the fat orange clung tightly to Nie Qing’s sleeve, wailing in a pitiful manner.
Nie Qing forced a smile, “You used to hate it; why the sudden affection today?”
Nie Yang similarly said, “Then I’d trouble my brother to look after it for a day or two; it must be throwing a little tantrum.”
The only option for Nie Qing was to take the orange cat, knowing his cousin adored it, so he would care for it meticulously.
With this opportunity, the orange cat began exploring Nie Qing’s room. When Nie Qing started working, it hopped onto the desk, settling there as if supervising him. Nie Qing wanted to lift the fat orange off, but seeing how good it was, he couldn’t bring himself to stop it.
Unbeknownst to him, inside this fat orange was a soul from the future.
Through the fat orange’s eyes, Jiang Pengji could clearly see the documents Nie Qing was handling.
Nie Liang wanted to cultivate his son but didn’t pass on significant secrets, so these documents were of no use to Jiang Pengji.
The fat orange hesitated, contemplating whether to write something to warn the boy in front of it.
Nie Yang harbored malice, and so did Nie Liang; it had to be cautious.
But—
Just when the fat orange decided to make a bold move, a system prompt sent a shiver down its spine, as if it had been doused with cold water.
Right now, it was a cat; scratching out words was already a wild undertaking.
Once written, would Nie Qing believe it?
If Nie Qing confronted Nie Yang and slipped up, this cat’s life would be forfeit.
Thinking about this, the fat orange couldn’t help but shudder.
It had only transmigrated for just over four hours; it couldn’t be the first unfortunate soul to encounter a life-threatening crisis and have its journey interrupted, could it?
The previous owner of this body, that fat orange, was innocent.
After Jiang Pengji’s transmigration, that poor cat would be killed off in return; how cruel!
The fat orange squashed its desire to interfere, daring not to overthink.
Forget it, forget it! It was merely an outsider experiencing transmigration; who was it to meddle in others’ lives?
Wagging its tail, the fat orange lay quietly on Nie Qing’s lap, adopting a posture that declared, “This territory is all mine.”
Nie Qing shook his head with a light smile, giving in to the brazen cat.
Eating, sleeping, enjoying the servant’s attentions, and strolling together.
Nie Qing pinched the fat orange’s chubby face, saying, “No wonder Yang likes you so much; I’m starting to like you too.”
The fat orange, unable to suppress its feline instincts, began to lick its fur while casting a disdainful glare at Nie Qing.
Young lad, be wise; stay away from Nie Yang for your own safety.
Nie Qing didn’t catch the cat’s warning look, instead wandering off towards the clan academy.
The pair could hear the bright sounds of reading coming from inside the courtyard.
The fat orange perched on Nie Qing’s shoulder, appearing thoughtful.
Nie Qing pet the fat orange, lamenting, “I truly hope one day, such peace and tranquility can blanket our entire land.
“My father is heading into battle; if he returns victorious, we’ll be closer to our goal.” After a beat, Nie Qing continued, “It’s a pity my father thinks I’m too young, ordering me to stay back; otherwise, I’d want to join him in leading the charge and slaying the enemy.”
The fat orange rolled its eyes.
Charge into battle?
With your fragile little frame?
“My father’s health is deteriorating; I’m quite worried, but this mustn’t leak easily—I can only share with you, my little beast.”
Nie Qing began to understand why Nie Yang liked cats—they were obedient, silent companions; talking to them came without caution.
Hours later, the fat orange, utterly exhausted, sank into a deep slumber.
When it awoke again, it was fiercely rejecting Nie Qing, clamoring to find its owner, Nie Yang.
Nie Qing felt both exasperated and amused.
Jiang Pengji watched the screen, pondering.
“Nie Liang… is he really so carefree now?”
Twirling a clean brush, her deep eyes gleamed with malice.
“In that case, a strategy change is in order.”
Jiang Pengji had initially planned to aggressively target Yang Tao and adopt a defensive policy on the Zhong Zhao front.
Now, it seemed she could flip the script—to drain Nie Liang’s strength and send him off to meet the King of Hell ahead of schedule.
