Transmigrated Into the Body of a Sickly Villain's Kitten - Chapter 14

Ever since Fu Rou could no longer communicate with Shi Yao again, Shi Yao often found herself in a state of helplessness.

She couldn’t even bring herself to go to the study to handle affairs every day. After all, she no longer wanted to be the so-called ruler of the demon realm, so she simply followed Fu Rou around, watching her cause mischief.

Shi Yao was well-versed in all the secret arts and illusions of the merfolk and possessed years of cultivation, yet she was utterly powerless against the forbidden spell Fu Rou had cast on her.

Long ago, Youyou had once mentioned to Shi Yao that when she descended to the mortal realm to perform good deeds, she had cast a rather peculiar spell on herself. This spell was something she had devised through much contemplation and was difficult for others to break, it would only lift automatically under specific circumstances.

Back then, the Cloud Mystery Immortal Lord’s temper was far from pleasant, and the troubles she caused were too many to count on two hands. That was precisely why she was punished and had to complete a hundred good deeds before she could regain her human form.

Sometimes, when humans spotted the adorable little kitten Youyou, they would approach wanting to pet her for a while. But as soon as they heard the cat speak human language, they would flee in terror as if they had witnessed something horrifying.

Youyou would often grumble under her breath, but to ensure the hundred good deeds were completed smoothly, she had no choice but to swallow her pride.

Encountering other demons was manageable, they were of the same kind, after all, and there was plenty to talk about. But when dealing with humans, their tediousness could drive Youyou to the brink of flipping a table.

To avoid startling humans by speaking in moments of heightened emotion, Youyou came up with an alternative solution: she cast a spell on herself.

“I won’t scare you, I won’t speak human language, and I can just meow instead.
I’ll continue doing good deeds, but don’t expect to have it easy either.”

Thus, during such times, Youyou’s feline nature became particularly pronounced.

Back then, Shi Yao hadn’t fully grasped the potency of this spell and merely thought Youyou was joking. Now, she was truly witnessing its effects.

Not only would Youyou extend her sharp claws to scratch the screen when given a tablet to play with, but she would also climb onto roofs and tear off tiles. If she spotted anything on a table, she would push it to the floor. When Liang Zhuo was recording videos, she would inevitably photobomb and disrupt the process. Every night, she would behave like a true night owl, engaging in endless running and parkour.

When called, she would turn her head, and her glass-bead-like eyes would reflect an eerie glow.

Fortunately, everyone in the ancient mansion was a demon who didn’t need to sleep at night. An ordinary human would never be able to tolerate this cat’s antics.

That little kitten was full of mischief.

At Ke Fan’s persuasion, Guan Jin was transformed back into human form by Shi Yao. As a peony flower spirit, she could manipulate flower branches to repair the courtyard walls. Ke Fan assured her that it would be fine if Shi Yao turned her back into a peony after the repairs were done.

But Shi Yao didn’t say much. She agreed readily and showed no particular concern for Guan Jin, appearing utterly indifferent.

Ke Fan knew that Shi Yao disliked dealing with such trivial matters, so he sternly admonished Guan Jin.

Guan Jin and Liang Zhuo had been picked up by Ke Fan, not Shi Yao. Although they were both Shi Yao’s subordinates, Ke Fan felt responsible for their upbringing and deeply regretted his failure in that regard.

Guan Jin, likely fearing that Shi Yao might turn her back into a peony, had been exceptionally well-behaved lately.

Fu Rou had always lived entirely according to human habits, but recently, she had begun to notice that something about her felt a little… off.

For instance, there were certain feline instincts she simply couldn’t control.

Whenever she spotted something interesting or amusing, she couldn’t resist using her sharp claws to paw at it. As a mermaid, Shi Yao’s skin was protected by invisible scales, so Fu Rou’s claws couldn’t scratch her skin, but they could turn Shi Yao’s clothes into something resembling a beggar’s rags, threads dangling on the left, threads dangling on the right.

When Shi Yao lay on the bed for a short rest, Fu Rou would knead her waist and then sprawl on top of her, openly taking advantage.

Since Shi Yao had already stroked every inch of the kitten’s body, it was only fair that Fu Rou got to touch Shi Yao in return.

While Fu Rou marveled at Shi Yao’s perfect figure, her slender waist, long legs, and ample chest, Shi Yao would half-open her eyes and watch as Fu Rou “carefully” tapped her skin with her paws.

You little pervert of a cat.

After kneading until she was tired, the kitten would curl up in Shi Yao’s arms and fall asleep, softly purring. At such times, Shi Yao would gently stroke the kitten’s head and then…

End up with a handful of fur.

This seemed to be the downside of keeping a cat, they shed twice a year, each time lasting six months. If Shi Yao didn’t have a bit of magic at her disposal, her room would surely be filled with flying cat fur.

With a light wave of her hand, a glass jar floated from a nearby table into Shi Yao’s grasp. Staring at the thin layer of fur inside, she recalled Youyou once saying to her, “You could actually collect all my fur, and when I eventually take human form, I’ll personally weave you a cloak.”

Back then, they were both drifting from place to place, and gathering Youyou’s fur wasn’t easy. Now that circumstances allowed, Shi Yao wanted to do all the things they had never had the chance to do before.

She would fulfill every promise left unkept.

Shi Yao placed the few strands of white fluff from between her fingers into the glass jar and sent it floating back to its original spot.

She treated pearls as if they were nothing, casually tossing them aside, yet she handled the shed fur of this little kitten with utmost care.

The room was bathed in a warm but dim light, with a sliver of moonlight seeping through the window. The scene of the cat and the woman lying together on the bed was like a painting.

Liang Zhuo seemed to sense that the relationship between Shi Yao and the kitten had grown somewhat strained. Otherwise, why would the kitten act so mischievously, trying to “get attention” by causing trouble? Every time Shi Yao followed her, the kitten pretended not to notice, putting on an air of proud aloofness.

After reading numerous marketing articles about cats, Liang Zhuo secretly bought a bottle of catnip spray online.

Then, when the kitten wasn’t paying attention, he quietly slipped it to Shi Yao.

At first, Shi Yao didn’t quite understand what the bottle of catnip spray was. It wasn’t until she read the instructions that she grasped its purpose. She opened the cap and sprayed a little on herself.

Fu Rou had been lazily sunbathing on the cat tree in her playroom, having just woken up from a satisfying nap, when she suddenly caught a whiff of a scent that sent shivers down her spine.

She lifted her head and looked toward the door. Shi Yao seemed to be glowing, and Fu Rou was nearly blinded by the golden aura radiating from her.

“Meow!” Did you spray something on yourself?

As Shi Yao approached, she still had a bit of the catnip spray’s residue on her hand. The moment she raised it, the kitten pressed her face against it, her expression one of eager impatience.

Is it really that effective?

Fu Rou had gone crazy. She now understood exactly how the cats in the cat café felt when customers gave them catnip.

It was just too exhilarating, she couldn’t stop herself.

She was no longer satisfied with just rubbing against Shi Yao’s fingers. Fu Rou leaped directly onto Shi Yao, who caught her in one swift motion. Then, Fu Rou began nudging her head against Shi Yao, rubbing vigorously as if she were both acting cute and seeking revenge.

“Meow!” Who gave you the catnip?!

“Meow, meow!” Damn it, ahhhh!

“Meow, meow, meow!” Just you wait!

After that, Shi Yao never used the catnip again. She felt that whenever she sprayed it on herself, the little kitten’s behavior became a bit too abnormal.

Since the kitten didn’t seem interested in her, Shi Yao didn’t force it. The only thing she found amusing now was watching Fu Rou bounce around and play freely. When Shi Yao brought out the cat teaser wand, Fu Rou would occasionally respond, and for Shi Yao, that was enough.

As long as the little white cat was happy, Shi Yao could continue to indulge in this one-sided satisfaction.

During a break when the kitten was playing on her own, Shi Yao went to the Crescent Moon Pond.

She had set up a barrier around the Crescent Moon Pond, making it difficult for anyone else to enter or leave.

Shi Yao waited by the pond, and before long, a calico cat with a black spot on its head appeared beside her.

Brother Ping Tou, originally named Zhou Ping, was also a demon who had cultivated for a thousand years. However, very few demons in this world could achieve immortality. With spiritual energy now scarce, ascending to immortality had become nearly impossible.

Over the years, Zhou Ping had survived only because a certain cultivation sect found him useful and shared a bit of spiritual energy with him to keep him alive.

His mission was now complete. With the kitten staying with Shi Yao, he could finally retire.

During his time in Wuqi Mountain, Zhou Ping had absorbed enough spiritual energy to significantly increase his cultivation. However, leaving the Crescent Moon Pond had become nearly impossible for him.

Shi Yao’s barrier was simply too powerful, and he could only wait.

Now that Shi Yao had seen through his intentions, there was no point in hiding anything.

“I don’t care which immortal sect sent you. She owes you a favor, and I will repay it on her behalf. Once you transform into human form, you may leave the mountain on your own. I will lift the ban for you.”

“Goddess Master, don’t you want to know why I was by Yun Mi Immortal Lord’s side?”

“I’m not particularly interested in that. Since she has already returned, does it matter how she came back?”

The Crescent Moon Pond was silent. Zhou Ping knew that his cultivation was far inferior to Shi Yao’s and chose not to speak further.

Shi Yao raised her hand and traced a circle in the air. The water from the Crescent Moon Pond slowly gathered into a thin thread, gently wrapping around Zhou Ping.

If one looked closely, they would see strands of golden spiritual energy emanating from Shi Yao’s fingertips.

Zhou Ping had been placed under a spell. Shi Yao had been aware of this ever since she threw him into the Crescent Moon Pond. To her, such tricks were child’s play, and breaking the spell required little effort.

The calico cat’s body was completely enveloped in transparent water, filled with a golden glow.

Slowly, the water sphere expanded, and the golden light within dissipated, gradually revealing the silhouette of a human.

Shi Yao raised her hand and popped the water sphere. Zhou Ping looked down at his palms and the long gown he now wore, then knelt directly before Shi Yao.

“Thank you, Goddess Master, for saving me.”

“No need. I don’t deserve your gratitude.”

Zhou Ping’s human form was that of an exceptionally handsome young man, dressed in a blue robe, giving him the appearance of a scholar.

Just as Shi Yao was about to leave, Zhou Ping suddenly spoke from behind: “Goddess Master! I have much to say to you. Could you spare me a moment?”

For an immortal like Shi Yao, who had lived far too long, time was of little consequence. She turned and replied, “If what you have to say concerns her, I will listen. If not, it would be better for you to remain silent now.”

“Goddess, back then, you sacrificed a part of your soul to preserve the spiritual form of Immortal Yun Mi, preventing her from reincarnating. Yet, trapped in Wuqi Mountain, you were unable to retrieve her spirit. The Xuanxie Immortal Manor collaborated with Tianluo Forest, and after years of searching, they finally found the remnants of Immortal Yun Mi’s spirit scattered in the mortal realm. They then fused it with a strand of her hair that Luo Xiu possessed, using forbidden arts to completely distort her consciousness and cast her into another world.”

Seeing Shi Yao remain unmoved, Zhou Ping steeled himself and continued, “Their goal was to turn Immortal Yun Mi into a weapon, to kill you, seize Wuqi Mountain, and absorb your spiritual energy. Are you truly indifferent to all of this?”