Transmigrated Into the Body of a Sickly Villain's Kitten - Chapter 12

Fu Rou never expected this little white kitten would end up clinging to Shi Yao like this.

As a “spectator” residing within a cat’s body, even she found this plot development somewhat unexpected.

When she had read the book before, the author’s depiction of Shi Yao and the cat by her side gave the impression that Shi Yao had actively chosen to keep the cat. At that time, Shi Yao had even said, “On La Day, we welcome cats to catch field mice, and we call it welcoming the cat deity and offering sacrifices.”

The general idea was that La Day was the best day to adopt a cat, and it was also an opportunity to worship the cat deity.

To bring the cat home, one even had to prepare a formal betrothal letter. Back then, Shi Yao had offered Youyou a betrothal gift of many delicious dried fish. Youyou pretended to be reluctant but ultimately accepted both the betrothal letter and the gift.

“I am the deity who oversees all cats. Every year, I review countless betrothal letters and receive countless worshippers. Yet here you are, delivering your betrothal letter directly to their ancestor.”

“And is the ancestor willing to come with me?”

At this moment, Shi Yao showed no trace of hesitation or uncertainty. Her aura was powerful, simply put, she was an old fox who had everything under control.

However, the adoring gaze she cast toward Youyou made Fu Rou’s heart skip a beat.

It felt as if someone had gently brushed a soft flower petal against her chest. The rich fragrance of flowers filled her nostrils, and her entire body trembled with emotion.

“Since you’re so sincere, then yes, I’m willing.”

Fu Rou had revisited this particular scene between Shi Yao and Youyou in the original story countless times. She always felt that for a great demon like Shi Yao to go to such lengths to keep a cat, it must be love!

By extension, it was practically a marriage!

But now, the plot seemed to have reversed, the cat was the one clinging desperately to Shi Yao?

For some reason, as Fu Rou recalled those scenes, they felt as though they were unfolding right before her eyes. This strange sensation left her feeling somewhat disoriented.

She couldn’t quite pinpoint which period of the story she was witnessing.

The scene shifted abruptly once again. This time, Shi Yao appeared to be inside a palace, holding Youyou in her arms as the cat purred contentedly. A person approached, slender and delicate in appearance, with their hair neatly tied into a bun.

Youyou seemed to recognize her, but Shi Yao’s cold, sharp demeanor seemed to falter at the sight of this person.

“Rourou, why have you gone to her side?”

No words could describe the shock Fu Rou felt at that moment.

Wasn’t it Youyou? Why had it become Rourou now?

Could this young girl be the cat’s previous owner? Or was there a new story unfolding?

Youyou rose from Shi Yao’s embrace and stood to the side, looking utterly innocent as she said, “I’m just doing a good deed.”

Shi Yao’s voice remained as domineering as ever. Her expression was deceptively amiable, but her tone was icy and sharp: “The master of Tianluo Forest has come to see me today? To reminisce about old times?”

“Not at all.” Luo Xiu looked up at the mermaid seated on the throne, frowning seriously. “You have committed countless atrocities, wreaking havoc in both the mortal realm and the cultivation world. If you hand over Rourou, I might put in a good word for you among the other immortal sects and spare your life.”

“Oh?” Shi Yao found this amusing. “Is that so? With just you?”

This scene was mentioned in the original book: several prominent immortal clans joined forces with the two female leads to defeat the demon lord, though there were also factions advocating for peace, unwilling to expend so much manpower and resources.

Tianluo Forest had always remained neutral, but this time, its sect leader, Luo Xiu, took the initiative to volunteer for the peace negotiations.

She had long known that Shi Yao was aloof and proud, but she never expected her to be so utterly disdainful.

Luo Xiu spoke at length again, but Fu Rou couldn’t make out the words. She felt her consciousness slowly drifting away.

In the original book, Luo Xiu didn’t appear much. However, she was the most enthusiastic about snatching the cat back from Shi Yao. Every time the topic of taking the cat came up, she would find some way to appear before the two female leads.

As for the reason, the original book didn’t elaborate much, only mentioning that the little cat had once helped Luo Xiu.

When Fu Rou opened her eyes again, her vision was blurry, but she caught the faint scent of medicinal herbs.

This was a side courtyard in the ancient mansion, which Ke Fan had converted into an herbal workshop. Not only were there flowers and plants, but even the beds and chairs were woven from vines, giving the place a very natural ambiance.

“Meow…” What happened to me?

Shi Yao had been holding Fu Rou the entire time. Seeing Fu Rou wake up, the furrow between her brows gradually relaxed, as if she had breathed a sigh of relief.

“You’ve been unconscious for two days.”

Not only that, but when the cat first stirred awake, she kept calling out something like “Xiuxiu.”

Shi Yao felt as though her heart had turned into a lemon, squeeze it even slightly, and it would ooze a sour, bitter juice, leaving a bitter taste in her throat.

Fu Rou slowly stood up, her mind gradually filling with memories from before she lost consciousness and the dreams she had. She froze in place.

She knew very well that the scenes she had seen were just dreams, so why did they feel so intensely real?

Even now, Fu Rou felt an emptiness in her chest, as if something were missing.

“I had a very long dream.”

“Yes, and in it, you kept calling out your lover’s name.”

“Lover?”

Fu Rou was confused. She had only just gotten up but already felt weak in her limbs, collapsing back onto the bed.

Ke Fan, standing nearby, could already sense the overwhelming jealousy and cautiously reminded her, “You kept calling out ‘Xiuxiu’ earlier, and it sounded… urgent.”

Fu Rou was truly baffled now.

She had indeed seen Luo Xiu in her dream, but why would she call out so affectionately?

How strange.

“Immortal Lord Yun Mi! It’s me, Que’er! Do you really still remember my master?”

In a birdcage nearby was a spirit sparrow. Fu Rou glanced over and saw the bird flapping its wings excitedly.

Who is this?

“Who is your master?”

“Have you forgotten? It’s…”

Before the spirit sparrow could finish, it suddenly seemed as if something had blocked its mouth, and it could no longer make a sound.

Shi Yao withdrew her gaze and looked down, meeting Fu Rou’s round, blue eyes.

“You must be hungry. I’ll have Liang Zhuo bring some food.”

Shi Yao was clearly avoiding the topic. Fu Rou wanted to ask what was going on, but Shi Yao turned and left the herbal workshop.

Seeing the little cat’s bewildered expression, Ke Fan patiently explained, “Someone broke into Wuqi Mountain and used a spell to trap you. The Master destroyed half a wall to rescue you. That bird is the one who cast the illusion on you. Don’t believe anything it says, or the Master will get angry.”

“Oh.”

The little spirit sparrow was still fluttering restlessly in its cage. Fu Rou didn’t bother looking at it again, though she did feel a bit… peckish.

I wonder if bird meat tastes good?

Liang Zhuo arrived shortly after. Having learned that Fu Rou was awake, he’d hurriedly prepared some food and rushed over, still slightly breathless when he reached the medicine hut.

Seeing that delightful bowl of fish meat, tears of joy streamed from the corners of Fu Rou’s mouth.

As Fu Rou continued eating with gusto, Liang Zhuo remarked, “I feel like our Honored Master hasn’t been in the best mood lately.”

“Probably bothered by those matters in the demon realm. Guan Jin told me yesterday that the Honored Master added all those old monsters to a group chat and publicly announced she’s stepping down, telling them to elect someone else.”

“Such a thing happened? If the Honored Master isn’t going to rule the demon realm anymore, what will she do?”

Ke Fan’s eyes casually drifted toward Fu Rou, who was currently devouring her meal with great enthusiasm: “Probably… pursue romance.”

“Ro-romance?! That… doesn’t seem very likely, does it?”

Fu Rou suddenly lifted her head from her food bowl to ask: “Why does the demon realm insist on having Shi Yao as their master?”

Liang Zhuo gasped sharply and immediately shushed her: “You dare speak the Honored Master’s name so directly? Do you have a death wish?”

“Of course I want to live! I just think it’s strange.”

Fu Rou lowered her head to continue her meal. Ke Fan watched her round little head, contemplating for a moment before saying: “They probably need a powerful leader. Although the Honored Master is confined to Wuqi Mountain, she’s the longest-living deity still in existence. Everyone fears her, and the demon realm needs that kind of deterrent.”

After polishing off the last piece of meat in the bowl, Fu Rou licked her lips.

“So delicious, but I don’t think I’m full yet.”

Liang Zhuo stared wide-eyed at the empty bowl that had been full just moments before, exclaiming in surprise: “That much food and you’re still not full?”

Fu Rou crouched down, licking her paws: “About half-full, I’d say.”

She didn’t know why she’d suddenly developed such a big appetite. Ke Fan observed, “You seem to have grown quite a bit recently?”

Liang Zhuo studied Fu Rou carefully and nodded: “You’re right! In just two days, your fur seems longer than before, and your head and body have gotten bigger too. You don’t look like a two or three-month-old kitten anymore.”

Fu Rou looked down at her white paw pads, noticing they had indeed grown larger, with sharper, more defined claws.

She wondered if it was because of those centuries of cultivation she’d acquired.

“Then I’ll prepare more food for you. Would you like some freeze-dried chicken? I made some recently, planning to feed it to you when you grew bigger. Your teeth should be strong enough now, right?”

Fu Rou opened her mouth in a yawn. After seeing her two rows of small teeth and sharp canines, Liang Zhuo quickly nodded: “I’ll go bring all the food over. Would you like to come with me?”

“Sure!”

Watching the two food enthusiasts: one big, one small, disappear into the distance, Ke Fan shook his head helplessly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

After tidying up the medicine hut, he looked up at the spirit sparrow still fluttering in its cage and advised: “Stop struggling. Although Tianluo Forest and Chiyu Immortal Manor have joined the immortal sects, they’re still demons at their core, showing no respect for the demon realm’s master. Is this how your master taught you to behave?”

The spirit sparrow gradually calmed down. Ke Fan raised his hand to continue grinding herbs, saying nothing more.

After having a satisfying meal with Liang Zhuo, Fu Rou returned to her toy room feeling completely content.

Shi Yao was there tidying up the cat teaser toys Fu Rou had scattered around. Seeing Fu Rou step halfway into the room, she paused briefly before continuing to organize.

Seeing Shi Yao’s awkward demeanor, Fu Rou knew right away that she was once again consumed by jealousy.

Fu Rou trotted over to Shi Yao and then flopped down on the floor, sprawling out. Shi Yao glanced at the cat before continuing to arrange the teaser toys, placing them all on a shelf.

Fu Rou got up and circled around Shi Yao, then asked with some confusion, “What’s wrong with you? I heard from Ke Fan that you’ve stopped working. Are you in a bad mood?”

Or was this villainous boss preparing to stir up trouble?

“Are you concerned about me, or are you afraid that if I’m in a bad mood, I’ll go cause trouble for others?”

Wow, you really have a villain’s self-awareness, huh?

At a time like this, Fu Rou certainly wouldn’t say anything reckless to invite trouble. She shifted into a more comfortable position, lying down in front of Shi Yao again, tucking her paws in like a “farmer’s carry” pose, and said, “Don’t be so sensitive. Of course, I’m concerned about you. If I weren’t, I wouldn’t bother with you at all.”

The persona she had initially planned for herself as a cat had completely fallen apart. It was just that Shi Yao’s home suited her tastes too well, and the meat Liang Zhuo carefully prepared for her was simply irresistible.

A gentle, approachable little cat was clearly more likely to be pampered than an aloof one.

With so many cats in Fu Rou’s cat café, she knew exactly what it took to be a proper “green tea” cat.

“What did you see in your dream? Would you be willing to tell me?”

The moment dreams were mentioned, Fu Rou fell silent.

She never expected Shi Yao to be so direct, catching her completely off guard.

Seeing Fu Rou’s hesitation, Shi Yao took a deep breath and said, “Forget it. You were never willing to open up to me from the start. Why should I bother trying?”

It wasn’t that she was unwilling to open up, but…

“Have you ever considered that you might have mistaken me for another cat?”

“I could never mistake you.”

“But what if?”

Shi Yao shook her head. “There is no ‘what if.’”

Fu Rou sighed. After struggling internally for a long time, she finally said to Shi Yao, “To be honest with you, I’m not from this world, and I’m not your cat named Youyou. To me, you’re just a character from a book, and who knows, I might return to my own world someday. Wouldn’t it be a waste for you to invest your emotions in me?”

Shi Yao curled her lips into a smile, propping herself up with one hand and leaning back slightly, her gaze ambiguous as she looked at the little cat lying on the floor.

“Haven’t you ever considered another possibility?”

“Another possibility?”

“For example, what if the world you and I are in right now is the real one?”

Fu Rou froze in place.