Chancellor, That Cat Is a Divine Beast

In the third year of Jianxing, at Snake Valley in Nanzhong, Chancellor Zhuge faced the hardest choice of his life. Meng Huo had summoned the invulnerable Vine Armor Army, and the Shu forces had suffered heavy casualties. Just as Zhuge was forced to resort to fire and the people faced utter devastation, the spirit cat that always curled up by his feet grabbed the chancellor’s jade pendant and shot into the blazing inferno like a bolt of lightning...

When the fire died out, the enemy forces had been reduced to ashes, yet not a single one of the countless creatures in the valley, including the fox clan, had been harmed.

Meng Huo submitted wholeheartedly and willingly pledged his allegiance for all eternity. But then he pointed tremblingly at the cat by the chancellor’s feet. “Chancellor, would you sell me that cat?”

Zhuge Liang gently waved his feather fan and smiled without a word. No one knew that the spirit cat had brought back more than just hope. It had also brought a contract from the immortal realm, one powerful enough to overturn the fate of the Three Kingdoms.

And so began an epic tale of humans, spirit cats, spirit foxes, and the immortal realm...