He opened the door, but there was no one outside.
Chen Huaian looked speechless, wondering in his heart if it wasn’t another package from the game company?
Instinctively, he looked down.
There was a furry black coal ball cowering by the door,
and you could vaguely see its eyes, nose, and ears.
It was a kitten.
“If I’m not mistaken, I’m staying at a chain hotel.” Chen Huaian glanced at the long corridor and fell into deep thought.
How did a cat get into a chain hotel?
He squatted down and poked the kitten with his hand; the fur ball didn’t react, only shivering all over. So he picked up the kitten by the scruff of its neck, and now he could clearly see that the kitten had a white ‘convex’ on its face, commonly known as a muscle-bulging cat. Its hind legs were a mess of bloody flesh, and there were wounds on its back too.
The room he was staying in was at the end of the corridor near the window, and the window was completely open at this moment.
He also found a small bloodstain on the door, a place the kitten couldn’t possibly reach, and there were a few feathers of a bird of prey by the window.
This cat was strange! Chen Huaian’s eyes narrowed as he realized that something was definitely off.
After careful consideration, an idea struck him:
“Alright, the mystery is solved! A big bird crashed into the window and threw its prey onto my doorstep, then got scared and flew away, abandoning its prey.”
What an acute mind!
Chen Huaian believed that cancer cells must have activated his potential.
“You have a connection with me, little one.”
Chen Huaian carried the kitten inside.
If he left the kitten alone, it would surely die.
As a hotel guest, even though he planned to stay here for a long time, keeping pets was not allowed. However, Chen Huaian thought that since he already had a terminal illness, why bother following so many rules.
The kitten was temporarily placed in a shoebox.
At this point, going to a pet hospital was definitely impossible.
Close to midnight, most pet hospitals were already closed, and his location was relatively remote. To go to a 24-hour pet hospital, he would have to take a one-and-a-half-hour drive to the city.
He felt that the kitten wouldn’t last until then.
Because during the dozens of seconds he spent looking for a pet hospital, blood had already seeped into the shoebox.
“Little one, since conventional methods will surely lead to your death, today I can only try unconventional methods. If you’re not destined to die, grow up well in the future, and don’t be caught by birds again. If this is your fate, don’t blame me.”
Chen Huaian clasped his hands together and bowed to the kitten.
Then he took out a set of silver needles he had bought earlier.
He originally intended to give himself a needle treatment every day to see if it could help his legs recover faster, and then consider whether to treat others. Today, with the arrival of this kitten, he might as well give it a try.
Chen Huaian picked up a silver needle, and the moment his gaze fell on the kitten, an acupuncture point diagram naturally appeared in his mind.
A cat’s acupoints are different from those of humans.
Chen Huaian didn’t know how he knew this.
Maybe this was potential.
The main function of the “Fengchun Acupuncture” was to stop bleeding, promote blood circulation, and accelerate wound healing. The upgrade condition was either performing acupuncture 1000 times or recharging 998, which would upgrade it to “Kaimai Acupuncture” level 2.
Following the order of the lit points in the acupuncture point diagram, he quickly inserted the needles, completing the process in one breath.
Soon, favorable changes occurred in the kitten.
The most obvious was the hemostatic effect; the wound was no longer seeping blood. The injury on its back was the clearest, with a layer of blood film completely sealing the wound. Before the acupuncture, this blood film didn’t exist.
“Hmm… This acupuncture effect is quite powerful…”
Chen Huaian stroked his chin in deep thought.
He didn’t understand traditional Chinese medicine but always respected its mysterious nature.
Now the question was, was it him who was powerful or the acupuncture technique he learned from that game?
He was a bit confused.
For the kitten, he could only do so much at the moment. Next, it depended on the kitten’s own survival instinct.
He turned around and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
However, when entering the shower, he didn’t notice the ferocious black dragon that had appeared behind him at some point. The dragon was like smoke or mist, sometimes visible and sometimes hidden, as if existing between being and non-being. Only the authority in the dragon’s eyes was profound and terrifying, making people feel chilled.
…
In the shoebox, the pitch-black kitten struggled to turn over.
Its mouth moved slightly, emitting a ‘squeaky’ sound, and a ghastly white bone joint faintly appeared in its mouth.
…
Song Jiaojiao was dead.
Mou Baishuang learned about this from Song Jiaojiao’s partner, Yang Botao.
“How did Song Jiaojiao die?”
Facing Mou Baishuang’s questioning, Yang Botao looked uneasy: “I don’t know. I just asked her to kill that wretched Li Qingran, and after that, she never came back. She left a soul lamp with me, and when I returned to my cave to fetch spiritual stones, I discovered that the soul lamp was extinguished.”
Upon hearing this, Mou Baishuang was startled inwardly, but she made her face show expressions of grief and anger: “What are you saying? Why did you ask Song Jiaojiao to kill Li Qingran? Song Jiaojiao was my good friend, and Li Qingran is my senior sister. Are you crazy?”
“What? I’m helping you vent your anger!”
“Call me Mou Baishuang, I’m not that close to you! What we talked about is our sisters’ business, what does it have to do with you? Do you need to help me vent my anger?”
“I…”
Mou Baishuang’s face was cold, but her mind was in turmoil.
Her original plan was to deliberately complain to Song Jiaojiao and use the feature of Song Jiaojiao and Yang Botao having nothing to hide from each other to provoke Yang Botao, who admired her, to anger. In this way, the person who incited Song Jiaojiao to kill Li Qingran would be Yang Botao instead of her.
Moreover, the person who brought Song Jiaojiao to the inner sect was Fourth Master Zhang Hanxiao.
In this way, she could perfectly remove herself from the matter.
Her only problem was asking Zhang Hanxiao to bring Song Jiaojiao to the inner sect, but this was not a big deal. According to the rules of the sect, only Zhang Hanxiao would be dealt with, let alone Zhang Hanxiao was her senior brother, who should take the blame for her.
Song Jiaojiao was at the ninth level of Qi refining, while Li Qingran was just a useless person whose Dan Tian and Spirit Root had been destroyed.
Killing Li Qingran was incredibly simple, and Song Jiaojiao could even do it without leaving any traces, ensuring everyone’s safety.
But she never expected that Li Qingran didn’t die, but Song Jiaojiao did!
Something must have happened.
From the recovery of Li Qingran’s previous injuries, things were already strange, but she hadn’t paid attention.
“Sister Bai Shuang, everything I did was to make you happy!”
Yang Botao was panicking. Since Li Qingran had been expelled from the sect, she was no longer related to Bluecloud Sect. Moreover, with her Dan Tian and Spirit Root destroyed, she was just an irrelevant ordinary person. But Bluecloud Sect was a righteous sect. If a cultivator harmed an innocent ordinary person, if this news spread, wouldn’t other sects laugh their heads off?
To maintain their face, he would inevitably be severely punished by the sect, and Song Jiaojiao’s death would also be blamed on him.
“No, I am not happy. Yang Botao, prepare to accept the sect’s punishment!”
Mou Baishuang shifted all the blame onto Yang Botao in one sentence.
Just at this moment, Senior Brother Lu Changtian of Chixiao Peak walked in.
Mou Baishuang very naturally hid behind Lu Changtian.
“Yang Botao, this is Chixiao Peak, not your Xuanling Peak. What are you doing here?”
“Brother Changtian!” Mou Baishuang’s expression was sorrowful, tears streaming down her cheeks as she clung to Lu Changtian’s arm and cried, “Yang Botao instructed Song Jiaojiao to assassinate Sister Qingran and ended up killing Song Jiaojiao. How could he do such a thing? One was my good friend, and the other is my senior sister! Waa…”
“No, it’s not like that, Senior Brother Lu, please let me explain…”
Yang Botao wanted to say more, but seeing the enraged Lu Changtian who immediately kicked him to the ground.
“Yang Botao, you have great audacity! Even if Li Qingran has left Bluecloud Sect, she was once from our Chixiao Peak. When did it become your business to interfere in our family matters? Do you think killing Li Qingran would make us look at you differently? Fine, you let Song Jiaojiao kill Li Qingran, which violated the sect’s rules. Now come with me to the Law Hall to receive punishment!”
Lu Changtian pointed his sword at the pale-faced Yang Botao and was about to grab him.
The nearby Mou Baishuang tugged at Lu Changtian’s sleeve and whispered softly:
“Brother Changtian… Sister Qingran is not dead, it’s Song Jiaojiao who died…”
Lu Changtian paused mid-motion, his face full of astonishment. After a long while, he finally reacted:
“What did you say?!”
