After Being Banished to the Mortal Realm, I Picked Up a Cat God

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[A fierce, unruly immortal lady who once stormed Heaven x a proud, stubborn, hopelessly romantic cat who keeps failing to look cool (currently suffering from amnesia)]

After a hundred years of hard cultivation, Lu Lingyao ascended to immortality. She thought she'd attained the Great Way, but less than a hundred days after ascending, she was framed and caused a major catastrophe, demoted from an immortal lord to a lowly earthly immortal.

This goddess was so unknown in the mortal realm that even her former sect removed her name plaque from the Hall of Immortals on the very day she was demoted, refusing to offer her any more of the sect's incense and worship.

Abandoned by everyone, cut off from worship, and condemned to brutal punishment, Lu Lingyao didn't care in the least.

Feeling guilty for releasing the demons from the immortal prison, she went back to her old line of work, slaying demons and vanquishing evil. She ate, drank, and rolled around in the mortal world, living life just as boisterously as before.

Until one day, she found a cat amid a blazing inferno.

A cat born of the creation of Heaven and Earth, whose supreme destiny had been forcibly stolen from him.

Xiao Chi was born a god, but when he was reincarnated in the mortal world, he was kidnapped by a villain and locked in the Chunwu Abyss, where he was unable to die.

He couldn't remember his past or why he was there. All he had was a hair ribbon in his arms, embroidered with his name.

The immortal who had captured him was nothing but a clown, coming to taunt and torment him every day. At last, the day came when he planned to kill him.

With a hideous face, he unleashed an evil aura from the life-stealing formation. "So what if you were born a god? So what if you're a dragon's son? Everything you have will soon be mine."

Xiao Chi was covered in blood, suffering unbearable pain. He was about to take his enemy down with him when a clear, rippling sword strike suddenly shattered the Chunwu Abyss.

Rescued in the nick of time, he was so badly injured that he turned into a cat and fell into the mortal world.

The person who rescued him even took him home.

Well, now he couldn't die, but after wrecking her house and eating so much, he owed her a debt that would take hundreds of years to repay.

What should he do if he couldn't pay her back?

Xiao Chi thought, If I can't pay her back, then I can only stay by her side for this life and every life after, for a hundred years, a thousand years, forever.

Reader's guide:

1. The male lead can't stay cool for more than three seconds (but his face is an exception. His face is always cool).

2. Three things the story doesn't have: no rebirth, no transmigration, no System.

3. The main theme is mutual healing.

[Blurb for the next novel. Please add it to your favorites!]

On New Year's Eve in the third year of Yuanhe, Cen Jiqiao had a dream.

She dreamed she was gathering Xu Yanxing's remains in a blizzard.

When she woke, the whole thing seemed absurd.

How could a spirited, reckless young heir to a marquisate like him have anything to do with an orphan like her, someone so conventional she only wanted a quiet, safe life?

She'd only ever looked at him from afar, and she knew they were headed in different directions.

But dreams came one after another, leaving her confused and tormented for days, seeming both real and unreal. They finally stopped the day Xu Yanxing's entire clan was thrown into prison.

The quiet, law-abiding orphan A-Qiao, who'd never dared take a wrong step, sat alone by the candlelight for half the night before braving a devastating blizzard and leaving the house.

The prison cell was dark and damp. She gripped the bloodstained shackles embedded in his shoulder blades and asked the young heir, who was unable to die, to fulfill a promise they'd left unfinished.

"Xu Yanxing, I want to live differently."

To hell with a quiet life. To hell with living in fear.

She wiped the dried blood from the corner of his eye.

"Will you try living on with me?"

Theme: The Way of Heaven is just. Good and evil both receive their due.