Transmigrated Into the Body of a Sickly Villain's Kitten - Chapter 17

Ling Que was ultimately released or rather, Shi Yao directly threw her down the mountain.

After watching the entire scene unfold from the rooftop, Fu Rou was deeply shaken.

Had she just stumbled upon some earth-shattering secret?

After Ling Que was thrown down the mountain, Zhou Ping stood behind Shi Yao, carefully gauging her mood before cautiously asking, “Do you believe what I said now?”

“I never said I didn’t believe you.”

Shi Yao now resembled a cunning old fox, quietly scheming over a grand plan.

Turning around and seeing Zhou Ping’s eagerness to prove his loyalty, she smiled knowingly. “Whatever your original intentions were, at least during that month when she was still a kitten, you took decent care of her. If you wish to stay on Wuqi Mountain, you may do so, just don’t cause any trouble.”

Zhou Ping hadn’t expected his wish to be granted so easily. Just as he was about to kneel and thank Shi Yao, she added, “By the way, you’re one of Zhou Chengbei’s subordinates from the Xuanxie Immortal Manor, aren’t you? If you want to contact him, there’s no need to ask me. Feel free. And if you want to use the internet, just ask Liang Zhuo for the Wi-Fi password.”

Zhou Ping: “…”

Those outside the immortal manors assumed Shi Yao was living a life of hardship here, but in reality, Wuqi Mountain had food, drink, spiritual energy for cultivation, and even Wi-Fi, truly a paradise on earth.

In any case, being able to stay on Wuqi Mountain to absorb spiritual energy and cultivate was a good thing. Zhou Ping had served the Xuanxie Immortal Manor for many years, only to be treated as a disposable pawn, abandoned on Wuqi Mountain without a second thought. It was only natural for him to start considering his future path.

With the show over, there was nothing left to see. Fu Rou quietly climbed down from the rooftop, planning to play with the new cat scratching board Shi Yao had bought her not long ago.

The scratching board was oval-shaped, with two levels connected by a curved section holding a small bell-filled ball. A light touch would make it jingle pleasantly, a sound Fu Rou found quite delightful. She had already been “favoring” that scratching board for several days.

No one would have guessed that, during her time on the rooftop, Fu Rou had pieced together the entire story by listening to the inner thoughts of those involved.

She needed to scratch the board for a while to calm down.

Fu Rou was now almost certain that the current events were a continuation of the fantasy cultivation novel Pear Blossoms in the Evening Breeze.

How strange. She had thought she’d transmigrated into a storyline where Shi Yao and Youyou were the protagonists, but now it seemed that since she had taken over Youyou’s body, Youyou was unlikely to return. How could Shi Yao and Youyou possibly be the main characters then?

It seemed she still hadn’t escaped the fate of a cannon fodder character. Fu Rou wept inwardly.

Shen Xiaobai and Qi Wushuang’s protagonist buffs were probably still in effect, while those power-hungry cultivation sects had never been anything good from the start.

They preached righteousness but fabricated baseless grievances, deceiving the divine Shen and immortal Qi into acting as their pawns. Later, realizing that even sealing Shi Yao on Wuqi Mountain couldn’t stop the dissipation of spiritual energy, they devised even more despicable methods to try and reclaim the mountain from her.

If not for their status as cultivation sects, anyone would mistake them for a band of ruthless bandits.

Shen Xiaobai and Qi Wushuang followed the classic progression of an exhilarating cultivation romance, yet their story ended with them parting ways, one reincarnated, the other secluded in a Taoist temple, leaving readers so frustrated they wanted to hurl bricks at the author for such a tragic conclusion.

However, their journey of growth, the humorous incidents while uncovering their origins, the gripping revenge plotline, and the evolving dynamics between them resonated deeply with readers, making the novel immensely popular.

Of course, aside from Shen Xiaobai and Qi Wushuang as the main couple, what truly skyrocketed the book’s popularity was the secondary pairing: Shi Yao and the cat by her side.

Fu Rou knew that the barrage of “depth charges” she had thrown wasn’t the main reason the author continued writing about Shi Yao and the cat. The overwhelming demand for this pairing surely motivated the author to keep their story alive.

But given the author’s penchant for tragic endings, Shi Yao and the cat might face an even more devastating fate.

It was only after hearing the inner thoughts of Ling Que and Brother Ping Tou that Fu Rou realized the despicable deeds the cultivation sects had committed.

Back then, to seal Shi Yao on the mountain, various sects devised a special formation. But as spiritual energy dwindled over time, the formation weakened. Later, some attempted to breach it and enter Wuqi Mountain, only to be killed by the barriers Shi Yao had set.

When the cultivation sects learned that Shi Yao had a period of weakness each month, they began plotting.

During her vulnerable phase, a small gap would appear in Shi Yao’s formation, just large enough for a cat to slip through. This was precisely why the sects were so “enthusiastic” about sending cats inside.

Zhou Ping had been exploited for centuries. His mission was to bring the refined Yun Mi Immortal Lord into Wuqi Mountain during Shi Yao’s weakness, reawaken the hatred within Yun Mi after she regained consciousness, and then deliver her to Shi Yao to be killed by her own hand.

But Zhou Ping never expected that Yun Mi would wake up with no memories, her personality completely transformed.

Clueless and cheerful, Yun Mi knew nothing. Zhou Ping couldn’t reveal the truth to her, as he had his own plans.

As for Ling Que, her master Luo Xiu’s initial intention might not have been to send Yun Mi in at all. Instead, she pretended to cooperate with Xuanxie Immortal Manor, planning to have Ling Que secretly bring Yun Mi back to Tianluo Forest after she entered Wuqi Mountain.

The excuse that Yun Mi needed three more days to complete her refinement might have been true, but it certainly wasn’t the primary goal.

It seemed Shi Yao had long been aware of the cultivation sects’ schemes. Her provocations were likely a ploy to lure them all in and annihilate them once and for all.

Admittedly, Shi Yao’s boldness was impressive, but without the protagonist’s plot armor, how dare she take such a risk?!

Fu Rou stopped sharpening her claws and slumped despondently on the scratching post, lost in thought.

Only now did she realize how well she understood Shi Yao, she could easily guess the motives behind Shi Yao’s actions.

After receiving the news from Ling Que, the cultivation sects gathered for a meeting. They stared at each other, wide-eyed, none daring to take the lead in proposing a joint assault on Wuqi Mountain.

“Nowadays, spiritual energy is sparse, and our strength is far from what it used to be. That demoness has surely set a trap waiting for us, we absolutely cannot fall for it.”

“Patriarch Qin, wasn’t it you who initially proposed that we spare no cost to retake Wuqi Mountain? Why are you afraid now?”

“I just don’t want to cause unnecessary sacrifices! That demoness has been on Wuqi Mountain for so many years, even a slight touch of her formations could cost us our lives. Although she’s the reincarnation of the evil mermaid goddess and not a true divine body, how confident are you that we could face her head-on?!”

“Then tell us, what should we do now? She’s so arrogant, are we really going to sit back and do nothing?”

Hua Yufeng sat at the head of the conference table, watching these old fools bicker and joke around, smiling without a word.

After so many years of scarce spiritual energy and cultivating in constant fear, it was no wonder they were so sensitive.

Greedy, yet lacking the courage, how pitiful.

She glanced down at the manicure she’d gotten just two days ago and spoke up, “Everyone, stop arguing. For all these years, hasn’t our goal been to reclaim Wuqi Mountain? So, what if Yun Mi has returned to Shi Yao’s side? Didn’t Sect Leader Luo say she’s already successfully refined Yun Mi? Even if it’s not quite perfect, it’s nowhere near as powerful as before. So, what is there to fear? Besides… the Frost God Jun is on our side.”

…

Fu Rou stretched out her paws lazily after a satisfying morning nap on the cat tree.

She looked around, feeling something was off.

Usually, every time she woke up, Shi Yao would be nearby, gazing at her with a look of deep affection, then scoop her up for a cuddle and whisper sweet nothings.

Fu Rou was starting to think she’d been successfully brainwashed by Shi Yao, otherwise, why did she keep having the nagging feeling that she really was Youyou?

Habits were truly terrifying. After sitting on the cat tree and pondering for a while, Fu Rou decided to go find Shi Yao.

She hopped softly onto the carpet, tiptoeing as quietly as possible to Shi Yao’s room, ears perked and pressed lightly against the doorframe.

From inside came a muffled sound, like something being crushed.

Fu Rou gently nudged the door open a crack with her paw and peeked in. She saw Shi Yao sitting on the floor, surrounded by scattered pearls, crushing them into powder with her bare hands. A small pile of powder had already formed beside her, and her fingertips were dusted with it. When she noticed the cat, her movements froze.

Fu Rou padded over to Shi Yao and tapped one of the smooth, white pearls with her paw. Seeing this, Shi Yao’s voice choked with emotion, “Those bastards ruined your mind, and you cast that unspeakable spell on yourself. They’ve been wreaking havoc for years, growing more and more arrogant. Seeing them thrive makes me sick. The only way to ease my hatred is to kill every last one of them.”

As she spoke, Shi Yao picked up another pearl and crushed it, her fingers trembling with the force. Her phoenix eyes blazed with hatred, her pale face half-hidden by her long black hair, as if she might erupt into violence at any moment.

Fu Rou: “…” Your aura is absolutely terrifying.

She lifted her paw and gently touched the back of Shi Yao’s hand with her soft pad, keeping her claws carefully sheathed, as if to comfort her.

The soft touch brought Shi Yao back to her senses. Her fierce aura subsided slightly as she gazed at Fu Rou’s adorable little face and large, glass-like blue eyes. Suddenly, she let out an amused, exasperated laugh.

After all, those scoundrels would meet their end sooner or later, why bother fretting over it now?

As long as Fu Rou was by her side, nothing else mattered. Whether they could recover those lost memories or clear up all the misunderstandings, Shi Yao would never let go of Youyou’s hand again. With a casual flick of her sleeve, the pearls and pearl powder on the ground vanished without a trace. Rising to her feet, she scooped Fu Rou into her arms, holding her close as if she had made a firm decision. Without hesitation, she left the room and soared into the sky with Fu Rou.

The wind tousled Fu Rou’s soft fur and delicate whiskers. Cradled in Shi Yao’s arm, the little kitten stretched all four paws outward, her claws splaying wide like blooming flowers.

Ahhhhhhh! I’m so adorable and I’ve been picked up!

I can’t move at all!

“Meow! Meow, meow, meow!!!” Where are you taking me, ahhhhhh!

Shi Yao adjusted her hold, cradling Fu Rou like a baby. Instantly, Fu Rou felt a wave of security. At the same time, she noticed that Shi Yao had changed her outfit.

Usually, Shi Yao wore custom-made dark blue gauze dresses, layered and elegant, with a delicate texture, though they snagged easily. The hem swayed just above her ankles as she walked, exuding an air of grace and poise.

But now, Shi Yao was dressed in a black trench coat and wide-leg pants, paired with high heels. Her hair was pinned up with a pearl hairpin, radiating the commanding presence of a true boss.

Fu Rou was stunned!

Wifey’s outfit is so trendy!

She’s like a walking clothes hanger: cool, sharp, and fierce, like a ruthless assassin about to embark on some grand mission.

“Meow?” What are you going to do?

Shi Yao and Fu Rou landed on the ground. Fu Rou craned her neck, peering around, and realized they were in the suburbs. Few vehicles passed by, so Shi Yao carried Fu Rou as they walked along the road. Gradually, more pedestrians appeared, and soon they reached the bustling city center.

Huh? Wasn’t it said that Wuqi Mountain had a barrier Shi Yao couldn’t cross? How did they get out so easily?!

“It must get boring staying on the mountain all day, right? I brought you out for some fun, and by the way… to stir up some trouble for those immortal sects.”