Quick Transmigration: A Cat's Healing Handbook

Pear blossoms drifted through the palace before them, a dreamlike sight at odds with the bone-chilling atmosphere inside.

A man knelt in the hall, his silver armor made of an unknown material. His head was bowed, concealing his face.

“Jianbing, do you have anything to say about abandoning your post?” the woman asked, her expression cold and her voice utterly devoid of emotion. A cat hid behind her, its glassy eyes revealing a very human worry and guilt.

“No.”

The woman nodded. With a single sentence, she decided Jianbing's fate: “The divine general Jianbing abandoned his post. He is banished to the mortal realm to endure a hundred lifetimes of tribulation. Only after completing them may he return to the Upper Heavens.”

“I obey your sacred command.”

The woman raised a hand and waved. The man vanished before them.

Just then, a middle-aged man in fine clothes hurried into the hall. “Where's Jianbing?!”

The woman answered tersely, “In the mortal realm, enduring tribulation.”

“Was this Jianbing's fault? Your cat was the one who went off to play near the border, then was stupid enough to fall into a spatial rift! How can you blame anyone else? Jianbing was the one who rescued your cat!”

The cat could only try to make herself as inconspicuous as possible. Her male owner had never liked her, and whenever she came up, his words were full of disdain.

But knowing that this really had been her fault, she couldn't help cautiously suggesting, “Um... could I apply to accompany Jianbing through his tribulations?”