After transforming into an ordinary young disciple of the Qingyun Sect, Zhang Lingwei set a simple sect plan for herself: eat well, sleep seriously, and strive to survive until the end. Until one day, she picked up a broken orange cat. This cat can eat, sleep, and shed hair. It is nothing but cute and lovable. But I don't know why, but since raising it, Zhang Lingwei's painting style has started to look wrong. The cat was rolling in the spiritual grass garden, and the senior brothers suddenly realized: "Junior sister, look, the cat knows the direction of spiritual energy, and it is hinting that this place is suitable for us to set up an array!" Zhang Lingwei:? It just scratches the itch. The cat was sharpening its claws on a bad book of secrets in the library, and the elder was stroking his beard and thinking: "The beast must have a deep meaning in this move! This secret must be a disguise!" Zhang Lingwei:? ? It just had itchy paws. The cat slapped away the provocative spirit butterfly of the genius senior brother on the hill next door with one paw, and the whole place fell into silence. Everyone gasped: "It's so terrifying! The sacred beast is so terrifying!" Zhang Lingwei:? ? ? It just thought it was a cat-teasing stick... So, under the fanatical thinking of the whole teacher, Zhang Lingwei, who had mediocre qualifications, was forced to embark on the path of "the messenger of mythical beasts". In order to live up to the "guidance" of the mythical beast in everyone's imagination, she could only hang her head and stab her buttocks, turning misunderstood coincidences into real strengths. When she really stood at the top of her sect through her own sweat and became the leader of everyone's attention, she looked down at the fat cat sleeping soundly in her arms and fell into deep thought. Is it too late to tell them now that this is really just an ordinary orange cat?
