The little cat demon Sui Yue failed his transformation tribulation and was struck by heavenly lightning onto an unfamiliar mountainside.
Just as he thought he was about to die, he suddenly saw someone.
The man wore white and was slender and refined, with a clean aura. At one sniff, he seemed like the perfect kindhearted person to take advantage of.
The little cat demon Sui Yue used all his strength to crawl to the man's feet and meowed as loudly as he could:
Meeeeow!
*
Mu Chongguang was the senior disciple of the largest sect in the cultivation world.
Born into wealth and a loving family, he also had a natural sword bone and was highly regarded by his sect.
He was the undisputed greatest sword cultivator of the new generation.
He thought he would continue along this smooth path until he ascended.
Until the day he successfully reached the Deification stage.
His master and parents joined forces to suppress his soul, strip him of his sword bone, and merge his body with the dragon vein.
All so they could extend the sect and family's glory for another ten thousand years.
Reborn, Mu Chongguang woke on his sect's mountainside, filled with murderous rage and wanting to cut down everything in sight.
But then an extremely weak voice came from beside his feet:
"M-meow..."
Mu Chongguang stared coldly at the little cat demon, his mind filled with murderous intent, provoked by the blood-red aura.
Yet, as if possessed, he bent down and picked it up.
It was so small that even a touch of sword energy would kill it.
And the little cat demon before him wanted so badly to live.
He would slaughter everything on this mountain. Once his wounds healed, he would toss it down the mountain.
*
More than ten years passed in a flash.
The mountain was still there, and so was the cat.
His junior brother's clear voice came from outside the door. "Senior Brother, today's sect competition..."
Mu Chongguang hugged the cat and buried his head in the covers. "I'm not going."
What was the point of winning first place again when he'd already done it once?
The weather was so nice. He ought to sleep with the cat.
Inside a secret realm, his junior sister cried urgently, "Senior Brother, that ten-thousand-year-old spirit herb is about to be stolen!"
Holding the little cat, Mu Chongguang replied expressionlessly, "Oh."
Why bother stealing the herb again when he'd already stolen it once? Did he have nothing better to do?
The spiritual energy in this secret realm was rich. He'd be better off cultivating with the little cat.
But then again...
"I've fed you century-old spirit medicine, thousand-year-old dragon cores, and ten-thousand-year-old spirit herbs. How come you still can't transform?!"
The little cat demon lazily rolled over. "Meow meow meow meow meow!"
How should I know? I'm just a little kitty!
A domineering cultivator who grows lazier by the day after getting a cat X a lazy little kitty forced to join the rat race
[The blurb has changed. For the original premise, see my finished work in my profile: "I Opened a Cat Cafe in the Ming Dynasty." Thank you, everyone. *Bows.*]
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-----Upcoming story: "The Sword Cultivator Teacher at the Magic Academy." See my profile.-----
As the sword cultivator Duan Fengmian ascended, he discovered his worldly ties were not yet resolved.
Only by severing those ties and settling his karma could he ascend successfully.
But those ties appeared and disappeared, almost as if they lay outside this world.
The tribulation lightning tore through the sky.
When he woke again, he saw pointed towers and vaulted ceilings.
Beneath a dusty stained-glass window, an indistinct deity covered in cobwebs was enshrined.
In the dilapidated building, only the round plaque beside the statue remained clean as new.
Its golden calligraphy read:
Vildren Magic Academy
Duan Fengmian suddenly remembered undergoing a trial of the soul during the Nascent Soul stage.
On a different world's continent, he had met an exceptionally gifted mage.
They had once traveled across the wilderness together, slaying demons, and cleaved through the land with their swords to carve out a sea strait.
But that was a thousand years ago.
Couple: Mage X Sword Cultivator
----My friend's upcoming story: "I Became a Tyrant at the End of the Ming Dynasty [Book Transmigration]" 9387008----
Zhu Cixing transmigrated into a book called "Turbulence at the End of the Ming Dynasty".
The male lead was still a low-ranking soldier, while he himself was Zhu Cixing, the third son of Emperor Hongguang, and the male lead's first stepping stone to glory.
Zhu Cixing had only been crown prince for two months when his father was captured and beheaded by the Qing army.
With Qing troops pressing in from the front and Zhu Yujian pursuing him from behind, a thousand miles away,
with the people having lost faith in him and factional strife raging within,
"Deposed Crown Prince" Zhu Cixing rolled up his sleeves and decided to become a tyrant.
Later, the common people praised him as a promising young ruler, scholars called him a wise sovereign, and the eunuchs said that he and Fu Xuan were like pines and cypresses on the same mountain, a ruler and minister who understood each other perfectly.
Historical Book Transmigration and nation-building, from author Qingniao Linxing. You can trust her!
Theme: Transmigrate through adversity and reach the stars
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