Shizun's Tail Is Untrustworthy

Yan Yulan had done her homework before transmigrating into a book.

She knew the original novel's three hundred chapters by heart. She knew which chapters held opportunities, which held danger, and which senior disciples were secret powerhouses...

On her first day in the book: "Perfect."

On her third day: "The senior disciples in the original novel are all human."

At midnight on her seventh day: "The senior disciples are human... my foot!!!"

Everyone was an animal, and everyone ate people.

She grabbed the original novel and fled in the middle of the night. Halfway there, she tumbled into a ditch and found a cat.

Later, she grew spirit plants, and the cat sat on the field ridge watching her.

Later, when a villain cut off her water supply, the cat used her communication jade slip at night to send a message and buy a spirit vein.

Later, when she competed in the sect tournament, the cat sat below the arena, its pupils glowing as it lent her its support.

Later, she won, and the cat sat on the trophy with its tail held high.

Later, she cuddled the cat and kissed its forehead. "Xiaoju, I love you most of all."

The whole crowd fell silent.

A passerby: "Isn't that the Qingling Immortal Lord?!"

"Don't interfere in a couple's business."

Yan Yulan looked down at the cat.

The cat looked up at her.

Its tail curled around her wrist.

"Meow."

That night, she went over the original novel in her head again.

In three hundred chapters, the Qingling Immortal Lord appeared exactly twice.

The first time: "The Qingling Immortal Lord is in seclusion and does not appear."

The second time: "The Qingling Immortal Lord dies from a heart demon affliction."

That's it?

That's it???

A 3,700-year-old divine Bai Ze beast, former leader of the Cultivation Alliance, the strongest fighter in the Beastmaster Sect! And in the original novel, their ending was simply "dies"?

Yan Yulan looked down at the orange cat sprawled on its back beside her pillow.

Its belly was exposed, its paws curled up, and one of her hairs was still hanging from its mouth.

"You don't look like you're about to die."

The cat rolled over, shoved its head into her palm, and let out its thirty-eighth contented purr of the day.

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