Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 396 Gift
Yu Tian suddenly spoke, his voice not loud but as loud as thunder. Before he finished speaking, a cloud of green smoke suddenly burst from the weasel's body, accompanied by a muffled "bang," and the cracking sound of bones dislocating could be heard from within the smoke.

When the smoke cleared, a strange-looking humanoid creature was kneeling on the spot.

It—now we should say "he"—has the limbs and torso of a human, but retains a pointed snout and rat whiskers, and is covered with short, yellowish-brown fur.

The most bizarre thing was the eyes, still the size of mung beans with black pupils, set in a wrinkled face.

"Thank you so much for God's grace!" the newborn "person" stammered, then looked down at his hairy hands and suddenly let out a shrill wail, "This...this isn't right!"

The piercing wail made Xiaolingdang, who was sleeping, frown, as if she was about to be woken up. Yu Tian flicked his fingertips, and a wisp of breeze enveloped the girl like a thin veil, shutting out all the noise from the outside world.

With his other hand, he flicked the air, and a gust of wind struck the weasel spirit's throat precisely, sending it tumbling several times before its mournful howls abruptly ceased.

"Quiet!"

"How...how could I..." The weasel spirit looked down at its furry hands, its voice filled with terror and confusion. Suddenly, it looked up, a glint of resentment flashing in its beady eyes: "Why did the High God harm me?"

The weasel spirit felt the problem lay with Yu Tian.

Yu Tian sneered, his aura shifting even without wind: "Your aura is unstable; you must have used some unorthodox methods during your cultivation. I saved your life!"

"What would have happened if I had said you were like a god instead of a human?"

The weasel spirit shuddered upon hearing Yu Tian's words. He knew his own cultivation best. He had indeed secretly learned the "Soul Devouring Technique," cultivating by absorbing the life essence of passing travelers.

It shrank its neck guiltily, its front paws unconsciously rubbing together: "Many thanks to the God for saving my life."

According to his cultivation level, he still needs to cultivate for another hundred years before he can be granted godhood. Tonight, he only encountered Yu Tian and took a chance, so he wanted to give it a try.

As soon as we tried it, a problem occurred!
"You don't need to thank me, I only have one question." Yu Tian sat cross-legged by the campfire, the firelight flickering on his face.

The weasel spirit immediately crawled forward, bowing obsequiously: "God, please ask whatever you wish, this humble one will answer all your questions!" It awkwardly used the newfound pronouns it had learned, and its whiskers twitched.

Yu Tian's voice was soft, yet it seemed to instantly lower the temperature in the temple: "Have you ever seen a cat god? Or rather, have any cats become gods?"

The weasel spirit's whiskers trembled violently. It furtively glanced at Yu Tian's expression and cautiously said, "No, no. This little demon has lived for over a hundred years and has never seen a cat demon, let alone a cat god."

Seeing that Yu Tian's expression remained unchanged, it hurriedly added, "This humble god only lives in these mountains and has limited experience. However, we can't completely believe what that old ghost said! Because ghosts love to lie!"

"A ghost?" Yu Tian suddenly thought of the phrase "a treacherous accomplice," no wonder there was a chilling wind when the old beggar appeared.

“Yes! He is a henchman of Liu Shanjun, who often roams around this area, tricking people into following him.” The weasel spirit nodded vigorously.

Liu Shanjun is the tiger god of this area, and a passing traveler built a tiger god temple for him.

"I see!" Yu Tian nodded. The weasel spirit had unintentionally cleared up his doubts.

"Who is the owner of this mountain?" he asked again.

The weasel spirit replied, "This is Chu Mountain, and the mountain lord is naturally the supreme Lord Chu Mountain! Lord Chu Mountain controls the mountains and rivers within a radius of eight hundred miles and is the supreme being in the mountains."

When the weasel spirit mentioned the name "Lord Chushan," he unconsciously lowered his voice.

Yu Tian asked, "Does he also have mountain spirits under his command?" The weasel spirit shook its head and said, "No, it's not that Lord Chu Shan has mountain spirits under his command."

"Mountain ghost?"

“Yes, the mountain spirit! The mountain spirit usually patrols Chu Mountain. The mountain spirit represents the will of the mountain lord.” The weasel spirit spoke of the mountain spirit with a hint of fear.

"Okay! I understand now!" Yu Tian had a general understanding of this area.

"Then... I'll take my leave!" the weasel spirit said with a hint of flattery.

Yu Tian nodded, and the weasel spirit, feeling as if it had been granted a pardon, was about to transform back into its original form and flee when Yu Tian suddenly said, "Wait!"

The weasel spirit paused, hearing Yu Tian say, "In your future cultivation, you must be upright and honest. A person's appearance is a reflection of their inner self."

"Cultivation begins with cultivating the mind. Your inhuman, demon-like appearance is due to your heart; you are inherently half-human and half-demon!"

The weasel spirit shuddered, a flash of understanding appearing in his beady green eyes. He solemnly bowed, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Your Excellency!"

Having said that, it transformed into a wisp of black smoke, disappeared into a rat hole in the corner, and the temple fell silent once more. The dilapidated temple returned to silence, with only the occasional crackling of the campfire.

Morning light streamed through the dilapidated temple's broken windows, casting dappled shadows on Little Bell's face. She rubbed her eyes, and then slept exceptionally soundly!

There were no nightmares, no being woken by the cold dew, and not even the howls of wild beasts disturbed her. It had been a long time since she had slept so peacefully since leaving River God City.

"Ah Tian, ​​what happened to you—" Little Bell suddenly sat up, her words caught in her throat. In the morning light, she could see the dried bloodstains on Yu Tian's clothes, like dark red flowers.

"It's nothing!" Yu Tian said, "I dreamed of the Cat God yesterday. The Cat God gave me new trials and power."

Little Bell's eyes widened. She saw Yu Tian gently raise his hand, and a wisp of breeze, like tender fingers, lightly caressed her cheek, carrying the warmth of the sun.

The wind playfully circled around the ends of her hair, then gently lifted a strand, as if performing a strange bow.

"I've become stronger! The Cat God also allows others to believe in him. The Cat God says that everything in the world is his dream." Yu Tian said what he had been thinking about all night.

"To the Cat God, people are like spirits in a dream; each one is a part of the Cat God. We are as close as siblings, and everyone is equal. Anyone can believe in the Cat God."

Little Bell's eyes lit up. In the city of River God, she also wanted to worship River God, but she was rejected by others.

Even a beggar wants to worship a noble god?

What a joke.

"Can...can I really worship the Cat God?" Little Bell was still a little skeptical.

“Of course, the Cat God is generous and kind.” Yu Tian held her cold little hand, and a warm current flowed into her body through his palm.

Little Bell felt a warm current coursing through her limbs, as if she were soaking in a warm spring, even her fingertips felt tingly and numb.

She murmured to herself, "Is this the blessing of the Cat God?"

(End of this chapter)