Reincarnated as a Tabby Cat: Daily Life with the School Beauty Empress

Chapter 53 Murong Family

The Murong family's mansion in the eastern suburbs of the capital occupied half a hilltop.

When Su Qianxue was brought to the guest courtyard, two high-ranking physicians from the family were already waiting at the door.

One is responsible for external injuries, and the other is responsible for internal injuries.

Three bones in his right ribcage were fractured, but not broken. His internal organs were concussed, and his lungs were congested. It wasn't fatal for a sixth-level martial artist, but it wasn't a minor incident either.

It took the doctor nearly two hours to cleanse the remaining earth-elemental spiritual energy from her body, set the fractured bone, and apply spiritual medicine.

Su Qianxue lay on the bed in the guest room, her eyes closed, and said nothing.

Yi Chen lay down beside her pillow. His own injury wasn't serious; he had twisted his right foreleg, but with his seventh-tier Emperor-level recovery ability, he was fine in an hour.

But he didn't move; he stayed right next to Su Qianxue's head.

A golden tail draped over her hair, occasionally twitching.

In the neighboring courtyard, Murong Hui changed into clean clothes and sat on the armchair in the main hall, opposite the patriarch of the Murong family.

The head of the Murong family was named Murong Yuan. He was in his early fifties, with a long face, high cheekbones, and thick brow bones—the kind of appearance that made him seem unapproachable at first glance. He wore a casual gray robe and carried no sword, but the aura he exuded while sitting there was heavier than if he were carrying ten swords.

A peak tenth-tier martial artist with two contracted masters, one of whose contracted beasts possesses the potential of a Mewtwo. The strongest patriarch of the Murong family in three generations.

"Speak," Murong Yuan said, holding his teacup but not drinking. "Start from the beginning."

Murong Hui recounted the events from the beginning of the mission hall in detail.

Abandoned fortress, dragon stone tablet, eighth-tier velociraptor, two men in black, flanking from the front and back, rock and lightning explosion — the story continued until the very end when the characters vanished into thin air and hid in another dimension for ten minutes.

Murong Yuan didn't interrupt her at all.

The tea in the cup had long since gone cold, but he hadn't noticed.

After Murong Hui finished speaking, the main hall was quiet for a while.

"Two Rank 10 Martial Kings." Murong Yuan put down his teacup. "They are dressed in black and masked, use earth-type techniques, and are carrying Rank 9 contracted beasts."

Their methods were clean and efficient, targeting remote and desolate areas, leaving no trace.

He tapped his finger twice on the table.

"The Wang family's secret guards."

It's not a guess, it's a judgment, but there's no evidence.

Murong Yuan had been operating in the Dragon Empire for decades, and he knew the Wang family's methods better than anyone else.

Wang Teng died on the arena, and Wang Bote rushed to the Royal Academy that very night, only to be stopped by the principal. He endured it, but Wang Bote was not one to swallow his anger.

Unable to act within the academy or in the capital, they lured the people to the uninhabited area on the southern border.

In the middle of nowhere, you can't even find out if someone dies there.

"That old dog Wang Bote," Murong Yuan cursed. After cursing, he sighed, "No evidence. He's dressed in black and masked, even using concealment techniques to hide the signs of his spiritual energy fluctuations. We can't find anything."

Murong Hui also knew that this matter could not be pursued.

It's not uncommon for high-ranking military leaders to carry out assassinations while masked and then erase all traces afterward.

Without solid evidence, even going to the royal family won't help.

"However," Murong Hui changed the subject, her tone becoming serious, "Clan Chief, I have something else to tell you. It concerns Su Qianxue's contracted beast."

Murong Yuan raised his eyelids slightly.

"That tabby cat." Murong Hui slowed her speech, enunciating each word clearly, "Emperor-level aptitude, seventh-tier strength. It knows gravity manipulation and illusion magic."

Murong Yuan's expression remained unchanged.

"besides."

Murong Hui said the last thing.

"It possesses spatial abilities. It can pull people into an independent, separate dimensional space for refuge, where no external attacks can penetrate. Two level 10 Martial Kings and two level 9 contracted beasts could raze a 50-meter radius area to the ground, yet they couldn't harm a single hair inside."

The teacup broke.

Murong Yuan pulled his fingers back too abruptly, causing the cup to crack and spill tea all over the table.

He ignored the water on the table and stared at Murong Hui.

"Spatial skills?"

"A spatial ability." Murong Hui nodded. "I saw it with my own eyes. The whole process took less than a second. Space tore open, the three of us fell in, and we couldn't be seen from the outside. If it weren't for this ability, I'd probably be dead by now."

"Yeah, that was close!" Murong Yuan stood up.

He walked a few steps in the main hall, then a few more.

This old fox, who had dominated the Dragon Empire for decades, rarely showed such a loss of composure.

"Spatial Skills — According to historical records, the last time a beast with spatial skills appeared on the Azure Continent was the Void Rift Beast, the national beast of the Ice Phoenix Empire four hundred years ago. It had the aptitude of a Dream-level beast and the strength of an eleventh-tier beast, which is equivalent to the Immortal Realm level."

He stopped in his tracks.

"An Emperor-level tabby cat has mastered skills that should only be available to Mewtwo-level cats. Gravity manipulation, illusion, and spatial control—each of these is a god-level skill on its own. This cat possesses all three."

Murong Yuan turned around and looked at Murong Hui.

"A super-grade, god-level mutated tabby cat. Even that definition isn't enough. What's hidden in this cat's bloodline is something even Su Qianxue herself probably doesn't know."

He sat back in his chair and pondered for a moment.

"Murong Hui".

"exist."

What's your opinion of Su Qianxue?

Murong Hui thought for a moment: "She's very strong and also very wary. She's polite to people, but not open up. She doesn't easily trust anyone."

"Can you bring them into your family?"

"We can't force her," Murong Hui shook her head. "The more you push someone like her, the further away she'll drift. We have to make her feel that it's worth staying."

Murong Yuan nodded: "You're on the right track. You saved her life with your secret code this time, and she'll remember that favor. Don't try to curry favor with her anymore. Help where you can, and don't ask questions you shouldn't. As time goes on, she'll naturally know who's truly sincere."

He paused, then added, "However, there's one bottom line. No matter how her relationship with the Murong family develops in the future, she mustn't make a move on that cat."

Murong Hui was taken aback.

"The bond between that cat and her isn't an ordinary contractual relationship. The spatial skill was activated when she was about to die. What does that mean? It means that the cat's evolution is related to emotional resonance. If you try to take that cat away, you're cutting off your own path to survival."

Murong Hui nodded: "I understand."

Murong Yuan waved his hand: "Go see her. Once she's healed, send her back to the academy. Send two guards with her, but don't let her know."

"it is good."

Murong Hui got up and turned her head back as she walked to the door.

"Clan leader, Su Qianxue's strength has improved very quickly. It's abnormally fast. She's only been cultivating the Light element for half a month, and she can already exchange thirty blows with me. Add to that the cat's evolution speed—I have a feeling..."

"How does it feel?"

"This isn't the first time she's walked this road."

Murong Yuan picked up the spare tea cup that wasn't broken, blew on it, and took a sip.

"Just know that's enough. Don't say anything."

at the same time.

The Royal Family Residence.

The two men in black took off their combat uniforms and knelt on the study floor, their faces covered in dust.

Wang Bo sat behind his desk, a roll of unfinished official documents lying in front of him. His expression was calm, so calm that not a trace of extra emotion could be seen.

But the temperature in the study continued to drop.

The two recounted the entire incident, from the ambush to the encirclement, from the rock mine explosion to the final capture. They even described how Su Qianxue and her two companions appeared out of thin air—

When the part disappeared, the voice of the man in black on the left paused for a moment before continuing.

After listening, Wang Bo remained silent for a long time.

The only sound in the study was the chirping of insects outside the window.

"Spatial skills".

He spoke, but his voice was soft.

"Yes, Chieftain."

"A level seven cat that knows spatial abilities."

"Yes—yes, clan chief."

"You two tenth-level Martial Kings, plus two ninth-level contracted beasts, can't kill a sixth-level female student and a cat."

The two knelt even lower, their foreheads pressed against the cold floor tiles.

"Chieftain, the spatial abilities are truly beyond our expectations."

"You bunch of good-for-nothings!" Wang Bo's voice finally rose, his hand slamming on the table sending two scrolls of official documents flying. "A bunch of idiots! Two Martial Kings couldn't kill a sixth-level martial artist! What did you eat to grow up like this?!"

Neither of them dared to utter a sound.

"You have utterly disgraced the Wang family!"

"Chieftain, please calm your anger. Although the mission has failed, there will be other opportunities in the future."

"There's still a chance?" Wang Bo sneered. "Do you think she's a fool? After suffering a loss once, she won't be on guard. The Murong family is already at the scene; they know better than anyone who did it. Although they can't sue you without evidence, if you try to make another move, ten pairs of eyes will be watching you."

He stood up from his chair, walked to the window, and put his hands behind his back.

Outside the window is the back garden of the Wang family mansion, where the flowers and trees cast long shadows in the night.

"roll."

The two felt as if they had been granted a pardon and left.

After closing the study door, Wang Bote stood by the window for a long time.

He wasn't thinking about Su Qianxue, but about the cat.

Emperor-level aptitude, seventh-tier strength, multiple god-level skills, and spatial abilities.

This kind of thing would be a waste to have it in Su Qianxue's hands.

What if it falls into the hands of the Wang family?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, then shook his head and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Forget it.

The contract between a contracted beast and its master is a soul-bound bond, which cannot be taken away. The only way to break it is to kill the master, but killing the master will also destroy the contracted beast.

Moreover, that cat's spatial abilities are there, making it impossible to kill even if you wanted to.

"Troublesome."

He uttered two words, turned around and sat back down at his desk, spreading out the official documents again.

This is a debt we can only keep in mind for now.