My name is Ning Luo. I transmigrated into the Mythic Age as a cat, and I've lived all the way to the present day.
I don't know why I've lived so long. Even that old turtle Xuanwu died before me. Maybe it's because I'm a cat.
I know all kinds of Daoist arts, and I can grow big or small. In short, I can do anything.
I stayed in a temple for nearly a thousand years, until I saw a few ruffians bullying a little girl with pigtails named Xiao Nannan.
I think I've found my one true little princess.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
