I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

Li Qi smiled and said casually, "The 'dragon' I raised was killed. Its consciousness can no longer penetrate the body, so it can't maintain the 'limit-breaking' state and can't constantly adjust the body. As a result, aging is inevitable."

Takeyama Ei nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

……

By the time Xue Jing returned to his residential compound, it was past midnight.

He touched his wounds and felt that the healing speed was ridiculously fast; the torn skin had already grown a thin membrane of flesh.

In that case, it should take two or three days to fully recover.

He greeted the security guard, entered the residential area, and returned home.

When I opened the door, I didn't see my cat coming to greet me.

He closed the door, searched all over the house, and asked in confusion:

"Not here again?"

My cat has been so mysterious lately, disappearing all the time, and I have no idea what it's up to.

After thinking for a moment, Xue Jing scanned the entire house, taking in everything inside, before closing his eyes.

[Visualization].

This skill, which enhances his consciousness, grants him terrifying mind control and imagination.

Especially after reaching level 4 tonight.

He visualized every trace of the house in his mind, down to the smallest detail.

Cat hair left on the sofa, slightly worn soft plastic buttons on the TV remote, minor scratches on the chair legs...

He reversed all the clues using his imagination.

In the house that Xue Jing imagined, a black cat with white gloves appeared.

It started moving around the house, stretching, watching TV, grabbing chairs, rummaging through the refrigerator, playing on the computer, and even dancing on the bed...

The black cat's every action corresponds to every tiny trace inside the house.

Finally, the black cat, who was idly playing with its tail on the sofa, seemed to hear something and turned to look out onto the balcony.

A short while later, it stood up, walked gracefully to the balcony door, struggled to push open the glass sliding door with its paws, and went outside.

In reality, Xue Jing also closed his eyes and followed the black cat in his mind as he walked out onto the balcony.

The black cat jumped onto the balcony railing—Xue Jing opened his eyes.

The exceptional vision he gained from aiming allowed him to survey the railing for a while, eventually finding two barely perceptible cat paw prints on the black paint.

Based on the shape of the footprints, visualize the cat's jumping posture, direction, and arc.

He leaned his upper body over the railing, looking directly down from the balcony in a posture that would be extremely dangerous for an ordinary person.

You can barely make out an air conditioner outdoor unit hanging there.

The machine body, which hadn't been cleaned in a long time, was covered in dust and grime, and had many cat paw prints on it.

Xue Jing thought for a moment, then grabbed the railing with both hands, flipped over and leaped, swinging himself nimbly like a monkey, landing lightly on the air conditioner unit without making a sound.

Then continue to visualize the cat's movements...

……

In a dark alley not far from Xue Jing's residential area.

Ning Fengwan squatted on a dilapidated brick wall, looking at the two people in front of her, one big and one small, both dressed in black trench coats, black sunglasses and masks, covering themselves up completely, and sighed in a very human way.

"I've already told you, try not to come looking for me lately."

"And you two, are you afraid people won't find you suspicious? What kind of outfit is that?"

Ning Fengwan complained.

The smaller of the two timidly raised her hand, her voice low and girlish: "I objected to this outfit, it makes me look like a stalker, but High Priest..."

The tall figure glanced at her, instantly silencing her and preventing her from speaking.

Ning Fengwan turned her head to look at the tall man, frowning as she said:

"Mr. An, didn't you already run away to the inner city? What are you doing back now?"

Previously, when she was chatting on the 'Inner World Forum', Yunqin told her that the Dragon Cult members had mostly dispersed, and Mr. An was among the first to run away.

Mr. An spoke in a low voice:

“Master, I didn’t run away, I went to the main sect.”

Yunqin, standing nearby, muttered softly, "Going to the main teaching headquarters is just another way of running away..."

Ning Fengwan asked in surprise, "Huh? We have a headmaster?"

Her succession to the position of leader was quite sudden. There were many things the old leader had never mentioned to her, and this was the first time she had heard about it.

Mr. An said in a completely unwavering tone, "Our Dragon Cult is a sect that serves the 'Infinite Dragon' Anandasasha, who possesses a thousand heads, therefore our Dragon Cult..."

“There are a thousand branches of teaching.”

Ning Fengwan clicked her tongue in amazement: "One thousand?"

Mr. An nodded and said, "That's right, it's exactly one thousand. It's normal that you don't know, Master. The branch sects are scattered all over the world, and the connections between them are not close. We haven't contacted other branch sects for more than 30 years. The old master probably forgot about it."

Ning Fengwan frowned: "Since we're not closely connected, why are you bringing this up with me now?"

Mr. An took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of red vertical pupils.

Ning Fengwan's pupils contracted slightly.

Mr. An's voice grew increasingly fervent: "Because His Holiness Anandasasha has responded to us!"

“The branch sect located in Yuancheng received a divine oracle from His Majesty Ananda Shesha, and according to ancient custom, they are the head sect of this generation.”

"Let's go, Master. Come with me to Yuan City now to pay homage to His Majesty Shesha and receive boundless divine grace. This is an unparalleled honor, a good thing that the old Master has never encountered in his entire life!"

Mr. An opened his arms wide, his fervent faith evident in his gestures.

Ning Fengwan inexplicably felt a sense of terror, and her fur stood on end, her emerald-like cat eyes filled with vigilance.

"Master, your aptitude is exceptional. You are destined to become a recipient of His Majesty Shesha's blessings, or even a 'Royal Son'..."

As Mr. An spoke, he walked toward Ning Fengwan.

"At that time, our branch of the Dragon Cult will be able to rebuild with the help of the main cult. The spirit of our former leader in heaven will surely be pleased..."

He had barely finished speaking when a loud bang suddenly came from the side.

A handsome, tall boy fell from somewhere, shaking the cement floor of the dark alley and causing it to crack.

"Sorry, I didn't expect that the outdoor unit of the air conditioner would have water accumulation, making it a bit slippery."

Xue Jing spoke somewhat awkwardly.

He glanced at the three pairs of eyes looking at him from the center of the arena, thought for a moment, and hesitated before saying, "Perhaps I've come at the wrong time?"

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The three people in the dark alley were stunned by this sudden scene and stared at Xue Jing in disbelief.

“…So handsome.” Yunqin muttered softly.

Ning Fengwan's cat-like eyes widened: "A-Jing... why are you here?"

Xue Jing let out a soft "uh" and rubbed his chin.

"Would you believe me if I said I just happened to be passing by?"

Ning Fengwan rolled her eyes at him: "Stop fooling around, go home right now, what are you doing wandering around outside in the middle of the night?"

Her tone involuntarily carried a hint of urgency.

Mr. An glanced at her, then at Xue Jing, a strange light flickering in his crimson vertical pupils.

"I see. So the cult leader is temporarily staying at this boy's house."

He shook his head and looked at Ning Fengwan.

"Master, come with me to the main sect. There's no good place to stay in Qingcheng now. Once we get to the main sect, even the Kangde Company can't do anything to us."

"Once you successfully receive the boundless divine grace from His Majesty Anandashesha, given time, it will not be impossible for you to wipe out the Kant Company."

"..."

The cat shook her head and said softly in a childish voice, "No, I don't want to go."

Mr. An paused, withdrew his hand, and asked in confusion, "Why?"

He didn't understand. As the leader of the Dragon Cult, he should naturally be a believer in Ananda Shesa. Knowing that he could receive Ananda Shesa's blessings, how could he not want to go?

Ok?

Mr. An turned his head and looked at the boy who had just fallen from the sky.

His gaze lingered on his excessively handsome face for a moment, and then it dawned on him.

Ning Fengwan sighed, just about to say something.

Mr. An, however, spoke directly:

"Master, you don't want anything to happen to this boy, do you?"

Ning Fengwan: "..."

Yunqin: "..."

Xue Jing: "..."

Upon hearing this, the other three were all taken aback.

Yunqin muttered softly, "...down there."