Chapter 37. The Man Who Can Touch the Spirit Cat

Chapter 37. The Man Who Can Touch the Spirit Cat

“What do you mean by that?” Zhao Yuedong listened in confusion.

“I mean the third book borrowed by Senior Brother, ‘Foundation Nourishment.’ This book teaches how to nurture the injured spiritual veins, but I’ve never studied it. Master once said that the spiritual veins are the foundation of cultivation—if they’re damaged, then all cultivation is in vain. And I overlooked this point. Senior Brother borrowed these three books, and knowing that you and I have a good relationship, he might be subtly hinting at me.”

“Hm? You’re right about that.”

Zhao Yuedong seemed to agree. To be honest, she found it strange when she saw Lin Nuo borrowing these three books at first because experts like him, who can slay Heavenly Grade Demon Dragons and Demon Sect disciples, wouldn’t be reading such books—he must already know it all.

“So you see, Kexin, Lin Nuo doesn’t dislike you; he’s just caring for you in his own way.”

“Hm… but it could just be my guess; maybe it’s just a coincidence.”

“It’s not a coincidence. Experts like Lin Nuo wouldn’t borrow books suitable for low-level cultivators if it wasn’t meant to hint at you.”

“Mm…”

Su Kexin thought it over, realizing it made sense; someone like Senior Brother wouldn’t read this type of book. He should have learned it long ago.

So, he was hinting at her! She felt so foolish, not even knowing the basics of nurturing the spiritual veins and making Senior Brother worry.

Senior Brother is truly a cold-faced yet warm-hearted gentleman; I should be really grateful to him.

“Is Senior Brother here today?”

“Yes, he is. He’s inside reading. Are you looking for him?”

“No, no, I just asked; if he’s reading, I shouldn’t disturb him.”

“Oh come on, just grab a book and naturally sit at his table. Come on, let’s go, no need to hesitate!”

Zhao Yuedong directly grabbed Su Kexin’s hand and walked over. Although Su Kexin felt embarrassed, she still longed to do so.

Lin Nuo was sitting quietly at a desk in the corner, reading. Zhao Yuedong and Su Kexin tiptoed over. At this moment, they noticed Elder Zhou, the head of the library, standing behind a bookshelf, quietly watching Lin Nuo.

“Elder Zhou, what’s going on?”

Seeing Elder Zhou’s gaze fixed on Lin Nuo’s direction, Zhao Yuedong felt puzzled.

“Incredible.”

Elder Zhou stroked his long beard, speaking with a drawn-out tone,

“That child can actually interact with the Daoist cat; it’s truly astounding.”

“Daoist? Oh, that cat.”

Immediately, Su Kexin and Zhao Yuedong followed Elder Zhou’s gaze and saw Lin Nuo quietly lowering his head to read, while a plump black and white cat sat at the edge of the desk, also seriously reading.

Just as Lin Nuo was about to turn the page, the spirit cat’s little paw pressed down on his hand, seemingly stopping him.

Lin Nuo was in contact with the spirit cat, yet the spirit cat didn’t zip away like usual.

It was calm and harmonious, as if two like-minded beings were lost in the ocean of knowledge.

“I’ve been at the Zhi Shu Ge for many years and have never been able to touch the Daoist cat. Yet that child can live in harmony with the Daoist; it’s truly incredible. They must be reading profound tomes.”

The kind Elder Zhou gave Lin Nuo a high evaluation, feeling humble in comparison.

The sunlight outside shone on Lin Nuo’s profile, making him appear even more handsome.

“Do you know that child?”

“He’s my Senior Brother, named Lin Nuo,” Su Kexin replied quietly.

“Lin Nuo? Isn’t he that low-level cultivator who single-handedly defeated the Heavenly Grade Li Long and numerous Demon Sect disciples?”

“Yes, Elder Zhou, it was Senior Brother who saved me when I was in danger.”

“Oh, so that’s him! Truly, seeing is believing. Heroes are often young.”

Elder Zhou stroked his beard with a delighted smile,

“His ability to interact with the Daoist cat indicates he has shining qualities worthy of recognition. In contrast, I am just an ordinary person. It seems the Xuanyun Sect will certainly grow stronger and gain renown in the future.”

Su Kexin quietly gazed at Lin Nuo, his handsome face and graceful demeanor deeply etched in her mind.

Senior Brother is really an exceptional person; compared to him, I am far too lacking. I must train harder, or I’ll be left far behind.

Senior Brother is so strong and still reading profound books; I can’t lose face as his junior sister.

Go for it, Su Kexin!

Meanwhile, over with Lin Nuo…

“I say, Spirit Cat, you’re reading too slowly; I’m about to turn the page.”

“Good writing, read slowly, savor life.”

“No, do you really have to contemplate life over a silly read? Spirit Cat, this book isn’t fit for your scholarly mind at all.”

“Too many delicacies make one crave home-cooked meals. I must admit, this ‘The Joy of Martial Arts’ is genuinely hilarious. How did I not notice this before? The protagonist seems silly and humorous, yet is actually wise beneath the surface—so much like life, where truth and illusion, joy and sorrow, are all hazy.”

“…”

What do you mean, wise beneath the surface? It’s just a comedy! Can you please remove your paw and stop trying to hog ‘The Joy of Martial Arts’?