Transmigrated Into the Body of a Sickly Villain's Kitten - Chapter 20

Fu Rou had little appetite today, which was quite unusual for her.

She had a very bloody dream, and even though Liang Zhuo had prepared some exceptionally delicious meat for her, she showed no interest at all. After just a glance, she slumped over her plate with a gloomy expression.

Right now, Fu Rou resembled an orange cat owned by a pet blogger she used to follow, clearly wearing a pitiful and dejected expression, yet captioned with “face full of joy, body brimming with energy.” It was heartbreaking to see.

“Meow…” How could I have such a dream?

Fu Rou didn’t even want to recall the details of the dream. Just thinking about it made her feel nauseous.

Shi Yao was also affected by Fu Rou’s dream, her expression turning heavy.

Back when He Qingye had come looking for her, Shi Yao had already suspected that Youyou might be the Demon Emperor.

At that time, Youyou had already been tricked away by Shen Xiaobai and disappeared without a trace.

Later, Shi Yao was sealed at Wuqi Mountain, cutting off all contact with the demon realm. It was only in recent years that she reestablished connections through online communication.

Shi Yao only bothered with the demons out of consideration for Youyou.

Since Fu Rou had such a dream, it meant she must have experienced it firsthand, confirming that Shi Yao’s earlier suspicions were correct.

Many years ago, when Shi Yao was still in the deep sea, she had heard a little about the war between immortals and demons. The demons, knowing she was a malevolent deity, had specifically sought her help. But at that time, Shi Yao was undergoing a tribulation, her power surging uncontrollably. The slightest misstep could have cost lives, and the demons who came seeking aid were all strangled to death by her water ropes.

Looking back now, Shi Yao felt she had missed many opportunities.

If she hadn’t met Youyou during her tribulation, if she had been able to leave the deep sea back then, could she have met her sooner?

Seeing the little kitten with no appetite at all, Shi Yao went over and picked her up.

“If you don’t want to eat, then don’t. You don’t really need this stuff anyway. Come with me down the mountain, someone’s tampering with the barrier.”

Liang Zhuo, who had been cleaning the kitchen, was so startled by Shi Yao’s words that he dropped and shattered a bowl.

Shi Yao glanced back at him. “No need to panic. Stay on the mountain. I can handle this minor issue.”

“Yes.”

Fu Rou lay limply in Shi Yao’s arms, looking up to see Shi Yao’s delicate jawline and stern, cold eyes.

She seemed to be deep in thought, her expression serious.

Instead of flying down the mountain as she usually did, Shi Yao walked step by step. Fu Rou had been hoping to experience the feeling of flying through the air again. Seeing that Shi Yao wasn’t doing so, she turned over in her arms and carefully memorized the path down the mountain.

Noticing the kitten shift from laziness to cautious attentiveness, Shi Yao’s lips curled into a faint, unconscious smile.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Shi Yao didn’t see anyone near the barrier, but one section showed signs of damage, apparently caused by someone using a magical tool.

Shi Yao looked at a patch of disturbed soil where something had been buried, now emitting a faint demonic energy.

“Impressive. These cultivators never fail to surprise me.”

Too scared to come yourself, so you send mortals to lead the charge, deliberately breaking the barrier? Could it be that those from the cultivation world are planning a surprise attack?

Shi Yao raised her hand and waved, and a box buried underground was unearthed, hovering in the air. With a clench of her fist, the box turned to dust.

She then walked a few steps to the side, softly chanting an incantation. The barriers set up by the cultivation sects in this place were completely dismantled by her. Shi Yao also removed the barriers at the foot of the mountain, replacing them with illusions and maze formations in the vicinity.

She had already given those mortals a chance. Whether they wanted to live or not was entirely up to them.

“Shall I take you to play at Crescent Moon Pond? Shouldn’t a little kitten be happy every day?”

“Meow…”

Ugh, who knew even kittens could have nightmares!

After being brought near Crescent Moon Pond, Fu Rou played by the water’s edge while Shi Yao sat nearby, gazing up at the sky and murmuring to herself, “From the moment I was born, I was seen as an ill omen, abandoned in the deep sea to fend for myself. I slaughtered every living creature in that stretch of ocean. When others came to hunt me down, I killed them one by one. From then on, I was forsaken by all, severed from kinship, my mind consumed only by cultivation. They all called me a madwoman, after all, anyone who dared stand in my way met their end, and I absorbed their cultivation to strengthen myself. Gradually, I earned the title of ‘Evil Goddess.'”

The kitten, who had been playing in the water, suddenly paused. She didn’t recall this part from the original book. Crouching halfway down, she began licking her paws and grooming her fur, listening as Shi Yao told her story.

A free extra chapter… might as well listen.

“As my cultivation gradually reached its peak, the heavenly principles could no longer tolerate me, and I was forced to undergo a trial in the mortal realm. I never expected that even in the human world, I would remain a mermaid. Enduring the calamity of my clan’s annihilation wasn’t enough… later, I realized the trial I was facing wasn’t one of suffering, but one of love.”

Shi Yao’s method of recovering her memories was somewhat unusual.

After reaching adulthood, she awoke in the mermaid clan’s palace deep in the ocean, her head splitting with pain as memories slowly flooded her mind. Lifting her hand, she saw jade-white, sharp claws and a tail that had grown longer and more vibrant blue, realizing she had passed into adulthood.

The mermaid clan’s techniques were peculiar. Shi Yao never imagined she would rely on the secret arts her mermaid father had forced her to memorize to regain her memories.

She hadn’t expected that a journey to the mortal realm to undergo trials would allow her to experience a semblance of familial affection. Though brief, for Shi Yao, it was a rare and precious thing.

Yet, even with all her memories restored, her cultivation had not yet returned to its peak.

She knew she was undergoing a trial, but what kind of trial it was, she had no idea.

After transforming back into human form, Shi Yao emerged from the water and looked down to see the little white cat sleeping by the hot spring.

She picked up the cat and gently stroked its small head with her finger.

The pearl hanging from her ankle still emitted a soft, lustrous glow. As if remembering something, Shi Yao smiled, a hint of shyness in her expression, like a young girl in spring, infinitely bashful.

“After you woke up, you realized I was no longer the original Shi Yao. I was amazed by your keen perception but didn’t want to hide anything from you, so I confessed everything. Yet, I never expected you to be afraid and even think of leaving me.”

That’s why she had spun that lie, about how the little white cat’s influence on her could be considered a good deed.

After hearing this, Fu Rou felt a pang of melancholy in her heart.

Shi Yao truly had deep feelings for the cat, but Fu Rou was still curious about why they eventually parted ways.

The plot details she had gathered so far felt fragmented. The stories Shi Yao told were all events Fu Rou hadn’t encountered in the original book, yet they seemed to fill in many unanswered mysteries from it.

Why was Shi Yao, clearly an evil deity, besieged by the cultivation world and forced into Wuqi Mountain? She didn’t even possess the full powers of the evil mermaid deity, yet in this lifetime, she had successfully overcome her tribulations and achieved enlightenment. Still, it was no surprise she couldn’t withstand the combined forces of the cultivation sects and the protagonist’s group.

The more she thought about it, the more pitiable Shi Yao seemed.

So, how did the plot she had read connect with the stories Shi Yao had personally recounted?

Fu Rou: What kind of chaotic world am I living in?! Author, are you done with all these nested plots?!

Shi Yao’s words overshadowed the dream Fu Rou had the previous night. Her mind was now filled with the plot from the book, gradually pushing the dream to the back of her thoughts.

After returning to the ancient mansion with Shi Yao, she hurried to the kitchen to grab a meal.

Though Wuqi Mountain appeared calm and undisturbed, a storm of blood and violence was brewing beyond its borders.

Wen Shuiyi had hacked into the account of the C97 Adventure Team, which had posted the video. Following the trail, she uncovered the account owner’s personal information, then traced it to their WeChat account. After hacking that as well, she obtained the full truth, even the transaction records.

She quickly called He Qingye, who was on her way to Wuqi Mountain: “Old He, I’ve found out, it’s the work of those cultivation world scum. The team members were paid to shoot an exploration video at Wuqi Mountain and deliberately create hype to attract more people there. Their intentions are obvious. I’m compiling the evidence and have contacted many influencers to counterattack. Have you reached Wuqi Mountain yet? If you see anyone, be sure to take photos and send the evidence to me immediately.”

“Almost there. I’m at the foot of Wuqi Mountain now and can sense human presence.”

“Good.”

To avoid drawing attention, He Qingye hadn’t traveled using demonic arts but had driven an off-road vehicle, accelerating and drifting relentlessly to get there.

The area was undeveloped, with no proper roads or parking. She parked the car on a rocky shore, got out, and shouted, “Is anyone here? C97 Adventure Team? Where are you?”

Using her demonic powers, He Qingye had already detected the exact location of the five-person team. They were unharmed and in no danger. It seemed they had heard her call.

“Is that the rescue team we contacted earlier?”

“Doesn’t sound like it.”

“Could there be someone nearby who saw our video and got here before the rescue team?”

“What should we do now?”

“Head to the side first, keep the blood pack in your mouth ready. Don’t let this person easily figure out our intentions.”

That team wasn’t injured at all. Feigning those screams wasn’t particularly difficult either. They hadn’t even expected there to be internet near Wuqi Mountain, thinking they’d have to find a place to upload the entire “series” after filming it. To their surprise, they could post it directly.

According to their deal with “that boss,” instead of releasing one video every three or five days as they used to, they uploaded all the filmed videos in one go.

Originally, they didn’t even need to go up the mountain, just wander around the foot of it, bury a small iron box the boss had given them earlier in a specific spot, wait for the rescue team, film a few more videos, and wrap things up perfectly.

But now, what was the deal with this sudden appearance of someone else?

He Qingye had already seen right through this adventure team’s intentions. Finding them was no trouble at all for her. She even took out her phone, ready to start recording videos.

Acting? Who couldn’t do that? She’d show these youngsters what a century’s worth of top-tier acting skills looked like.

Liang Zhuo, aside from his love for cooking and filming videos, was also quite adept at surfing the web.

As usual, he opened Weibo, planning to post the new video he’d filmed that day, when he noticed the words “Wuqi Mountain” on the trending list, marked with a bright red “Hot” tag.

Clicking into it, he was overwhelmed by the sheer variety of videos.

“Honored Master! Honored Master!”

At that moment, Shi Yao was in her toy room playing with Fu Rou. Recently, Shi Yao had personally made a few cat teasers and was testing them one by one to see which one the little cat liked.

Fu Rou’s expression was one of utter disdain. She wasn’t particularly fond of any of the teasers, but not wanting to dampen Shi Yao’s enthusiasm, she lazily swatted at one when it was presented.

Just then, Liang Zhuo’s voice echoed from the doorway. Fu Rou turned her head to see him standing there, panting, holding up his phone as he said, “Honored Master, it seems Wuqi Mountain has been discovered.”

Shi Yao wasn’t surprised. She put away the cat teasers that Fu Rou had shown no interest in, closed her eyes, and pressed her fingers to her brow bone. “If it’s been discovered, then so be it. No need to make a fuss. I’ve already set up new illusion arrays and spells at the foot of the mountain. Ordinary mortals won’t be able to get in… Hmm?”

Why was He Qingye here?