I am a civet cat. Everyone in the world says that cats have nine lives. This is true, but I am the only one of the civet cat family to do so.
The color of the civet cat's fur is pure, and there are nine streaks of gold on its tail. Every time a life is lost, the golden color becomes darker, until the last streak of gold disappears, and the soul is gone.
The civet cat clan is favored by God. Not only do they have nine lives, but they don't need thousands of years to cultivate into human form like other cat clans. As long as you sacrifice your heart's blood to the spiritual tree after you turn 100, a human fruit will be born on the tree the next day. On the third day after eating this fruit, you can transform into a human body. This tree can only bear one fruit each time it is watered. Only by eating this fruit can one be gifted with the nine lives of a civet and give birth to offspring of the nine lives bloodline. It is an extremely precious sacred object.
But on the second day of my 100th birthday, a group of monks and Taoists suddenly came to Mount Jiayu, where we have lived in seclusion for generations. The mountain-protecting formation was broken, and all the clan members were caught and killed. I and dozens of young civets were sent out by my parents who used all their spiritual power.
From here begins the journey to another world
