The yandere, arrogant man is online, a green tea bitch, whispering "my darling".

When the Tibetan Mastiff examined the small paw, it looked as if it were being watched by the Grim Reaper, with a knife hanging over its head that could fall at any moment.

Fortunately, the Tibetan Mastiff only touched its paw briefly before letting go before the "Grim Reaper" ran out of patience.

As soon as he let go, Sang Wang eagerly grabbed Yu Maomao's paw, lowered his eyes and frowned, and solemnly patted the little paw to remove the other person's scent from it.

Like a child.

Yu Jiusi let him be, then turned to look at the Tibetan Mastiff with a solemn expression, "Meow?"

The Tibetan Mastiff remained silent for a long time before speaking.

"Given her current condition, I can't let her go back," the Tibetan Mastiff said coldly.

"No good? What use are you?" This answer greatly displeased Sang Wang, whose eyes turned sinister and whose body was enveloped in a chill.

Yu Jiusi pounced on Sang Wang and hugged his clenched fist, tilting his head towards the Tibetan Mastiff, "Meow meow meow?"

The Tibetan Mastiff, whose medical skills had been repeatedly questioned, was also very troubled. He frowned, thought for a moment, and explained.

"If she were still a drifting spirit, I might be able to send her back, but she has entered this body and has a certain degree of integration, so I have to remove her spirit before the integration can proceed."

"I do not yet know the method to remove the spirit body," the Tibetan Mastiff sighed deeply.

Just when the atmosphere was at its most oppressive, he added, "However, I know someone who might be able to."

"Speak." Sang Wang's voice was low, cold, and aggressive, as he suppressed his anger.

"My master, perhaps he can," the Tibetan Mastiff replied.

"Then let's bring him here," Sang Wang decided decisively.

"My master is in the Spirit Realm; he can't just come here whenever he wants." Sang Wang's decisive actions gave the Tibetan Mastiff a headache.

He can't even go up to the Spirit Realm, so how can he find someone?

"Besides, this matter must be handled as soon as possible. If she is ejected from this body again, even my master will not be able to save her," the Tibetan Mastiff said, emphasizing the seriousness of the situation.

Sang Wang frowned, looking down at the small, soft creature in his arms; it was so tiny and fragile.

"Then let's go find him." Sang Wang pondered for a few seconds, then decided to take the little girl to find that person. He looked up at the Tibetan Mastiff, "You come with us."

If an unexpected situation arises on the road, it will be better if he is there.

The Tibetan Mastiff was still in shock at how easily the other party had said they wanted to go to the Spirit Realm and take him along.

What kind of place is the Spirit Realm? It's a place that even those old guys from the Dream Marsh can't get into.

There are rumors that gods exist in the spirit realm, so everyone is desperate to get in, but over the centuries, very few people have been recognized and have actually entered.

"Don't be impulsive. That's the Spirit Realm. We can't get in without the gatekeeper's approval." A hint of surprise and panic appeared on the Tibetan Mastiff's cold face.

"If they won't let us in, then we'll just barge in." Sang Wang glanced at him coldly, his eyes calm and unwavering.

The Tibetan Mastiff paused, realizing he was serious.

After a brief discussion, the two decided to set off for the Spirit Realm in two days.

The Tibetan Mastiff was completely bewildered and hurriedly left to prepare things it might need on the way.

From their conversation, Yu Jiusi also understood that the Spirit Realm was a dangerous and xenophobic place.

"Meow?" Yu Jiusi hugged Sang Wang's arm, a look of worry on her face.

"Good girl, you'll recover soon, I promise." Sang Wang smiled gently and harmlessly.

Xi Qian was also assigned to prepare for the trip, keeping him extremely busy.

Sang Wang only wanted to stay home and play with his cat.

Because Yu Maomao felt a little inferior because his butt was bald, he picked up a needle and thread and made a big red flower for the little girl.

At first, Yu Jiusi didn't know what the big red flower was for, and she lay on his lap with a curious look as she watched him tie the flower.

It wasn't until the very end, when the big red flower was stuck to his bottom, that he realized it and showed a look of utter despair.

"Good boy, stand up and take a look." The craft expert couldn't wait to make the chubby little orange cat with flowers stuck on its bottom stand up and spin around to take a look.

Yu Maomao stood up with her cat face on her hips and spun around emotionlessly under Sang Wang's expectant gaze.

The bright red flower on its buttocks stood out starkly against the orange backdrop.

Because the bald spot on the chubby orange cat is at the base of its tail, whenever it moves, the big red flower sways along with its wiggling bottom.

It's both enchanting and festive.

"Does my little one like it?" Sang Baobao asked the kitten happily.

"Meow." Do you like me?

"I knew you'd like it." Sang Baobao, the soft and chubby little orange cat, kept kissing and cuddling with her, unable to put her down.

Sometimes I even think it's good that the little girl is like this, being held in his palm and never leaving his side.

There were no cat toys here, so Sang Wang conjured a snake tail and flicked it to amuse the chubby orange cat.

As is typical of cats, the chubby little orange cat was indeed attracted by the nimble little tail tip, its eyes glued to it, swaying its plump body and short legs as it kept pouncing on the tail tip.

They're so cute, bouncing around like that.

With Sang Wang's intentional or unintentional training, Fatty Orange's chubby body has become much more agile, at least when it comes to catching its tail.

Her cat-like eyes were bright and clear, like two dazzling gems.

Sang Wang watched the chubby little orange cat chasing its tail, hopping and skipping around, letting it catch it every now and then, having a great time playing with the cat.

Once again, Sang Wang grabbed the tip of his tail and brought Yu Maomao coiled up in front of him. Looking at her adorable appearance hugging the tip of his tail, his eyes overflowed with indulgence.

"You caught it again, my goodness, you're really amazing." He praised Yu Maomao while kissing her head.

Overjoyed at being praised, Yu Mao Mao proudly held the tip of her tail and tilted her head back.

Wow, I'm super awesome!

The stubborn fairy will never admit defeat, even if she turns into a cat.

During their pleasant afternoon, an uninvited guest arrived.

"Meow~"

The sudden meow made Yu Maomao turn around and look.

A beautiful, snow-white kitten walked over with elegant steps, its fluffy fur looking very soft and cuddly.

In just a moment, the chubby little orange cat, who had been having a great time playing with the snake tail, was instantly attracted by the beautiful cat.

Staring intently at the kitten, without turning her head, she threw away the tip of the tail she was holding and reluctantly took cat-like steps toward the kitten.

Sang Baobao, suddenly abandoned: ? ? ?

With each step she took, the big red flower on her bottom swayed back and forth, looking incredibly cute.

She plopped down in front of the kitten, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the adorable, snow-white kitten, and instinctively reached out her paw to pet it.

He stretched it halfway out when he suddenly remembered something.

Looking at her furry paws, wasn't she just like a cat now?

Why pet another cat when you already have one?

Then everyone saw a chubby orange cat sitting on the ground, stretching out its two paws and rubbing its soft belly up and down, grooming itself.

Its chubby body jiggled up and down with its movements, making it incredibly cute.