Becoming a leader of the immortal path begins with sowing the seeds of inner demons.

Da Jin didn't sleep well tonight.

As a cat whose units of measurement can be "vehicles", eating and sleeping are his innate talents.

It shouldn't be happening to him that he can't sleep well.

In his dream, he was lying on a mountain of dried fish, with a dozen beautiful female cats lying beside him, licking his fur and feeding him dried fish.

Just as he was enjoying himself, everything disappeared.

He fell to the ground from a great height, looking around blankly, and found that at some point, the area around him had become empty, with only a blank white space remaining.

"Meow?"

Da Jin rolled over and sat up, squatting on the ground. He felt no fear, but his eyes sparkled with curiosity.

Just then, a huge black shadow emerged from the mist ahead.

The moment it saw the other party, Da Jin bristled, bent over, and kept panting.

The shadowy figure gradually came into view; it was a huge, striped tiger!

Compared to it, Da Jin's plump body looks just like the dried fish it usually eats.

The two stared at each other for a long time before the tiger murmured as if waking from a dream.

"Have I become a demon in my heart?"

Da Jin didn't move, but his breathing became increasingly agitated.

The tiger's eyes deepened with doubt as it asked, "Am I your inner demon?"

"Meow?!"

"..."

The tiger scratched its head in a very human-like manner, muttering to itself in confusion, "How come this awful dream can't communicate... By the way, this cat is really fat, is its owner raising pigs?"

As they were talking, the tiger stretched out its claws and reached for Da Jin.

Da Jin couldn't hold back any longer and lunged at the tiger with bared teeth and claws.

But at the very moment of their collision, their forms suddenly flowed and spun like liquid, uncontrollably merging together...

"Meow!"

Da Jin suddenly rolled over and sat up, falling directly from the bed to the floor.

He lay half-paralyzed on the ground, his cat eyes wide open, his cat face filled with shock.

Just then, he heard a noise above him, and instinctively looked up to meet a face that was equally shocked.

Lu Ming was stunned.

After working overtime today, he felt some discomfort in his chest and planned to take a short nap to rest, but he had a strange dream.

In his dream, he obtained a scroll called "The Record of Inner Demons," which allowed him to transform into an inner demon, implant it into someone else's body, unleash their potential, and then use their cultivation to nourish himself.

But the antique furnishings around him, the hard bed beneath him, and the stone bricks paving the floor... all told him that this was not a dream.

He really time-traveled!

As soon as the thought crossed Lu Ming's mind, countless mixed memories flooded his mind.

In the Nine Provinces Continent, the path of immortality flourishes, and numerous sects stand tall. Strange tales and anecdotes related to immortals are no longer just legends, but visible signs of immortality, which is why many people are devoted to the pursuit of the mysteries of immortality.

That was the kind of person he was in the past.

The previous incarnation's family had been doctors for generations and had accumulated a considerable fortune. However, the previous incarnation was obsessed with cultivation and refused to give up even after being told by a sect cultivator that he had no talent for cultivation. He directly converted his ancestral home into a Taoist temple to express his ambition and spent all his family wealth in pursuit of profound methods.

Ultimately, due to the lack of guidance, his cultivation went awry, he suffered a qi deviation and his soul was annihilated, leaving Lu Ming with only a mansion and a cat named Da Jin.

After processing the memories, Lu Ming's panicked mood vanished, and his expression became somewhat complicated.

Even after starting work, Lu Ming had fantasized about becoming an immortal.

If possible, who wouldn't want to be a carefree immortal who "travels the world in half a day, without needing to ride a phoenix or a dragon"?

but......

Lu Ming took a deep breath to calm himself down, closed his eyes, and sank into his sea of ​​consciousness.

In his mind, a book was shimmering. When he turned the page with his thoughts, it was pitch black. There were two points of light connected by a white line, and the three of them flickered slowly like breathing.

Lu Ming first clicked on the light spot in the center, and a panel immediately appeared in front of him.

Lu Ming: Extraterrestrial Demon

[Realm: Mortal]

[Seed of Inner Demon: 1/1]

Seeing this, Lu Ming felt a pain in his chest again, and looked at the golden retriever licking its fur by the bedside with some grief and indignation.

Although it was because I became a demon in my heart, I still feel like I lost out when I think about it carefully.

If given the choice, the first and most precious seed would definitely be given to a chosen one who has lost both parents, is burdened with a blood feud, and is decisive in killing.

Otherwise, he should be one of those immortal seeds who encountered drastic changes along the way, suppressed by the sect, abandoned by his master, and whose beloved junior sister fell in love with someone else. In despair, he chose to rely on me... At the very least, he should be someone who is single-mindedly seeking immortality and enlightenment, right?

How about I get a fat cat...?

"Meow!"

Da Jin seemed to sense that Lu Ming was in a bad mood. He skillfully sat up and kept nuzzling Lu Ming's calves with his head, his voice soft and sweet, very submissive.

Seeing this, Lu Ming smiled helplessly and reached out to pat the cat's head.

Well, what's done is done. Let's think about how to make good use of this inner demon.

According to my memory, this cat was raised from a kitten and was a top-quality cat. It was pure yellow without any other colors and was elegantly called Golden Tiger or Big Drop Gold, hence the name Big Gold.

People keep it because it is believed to bring wealth and prosperity to the family, which is why its predecessor took good care of it.

However, after reviewing Da Jin's journey from a cat to a cat car, Lu Ming did not find any footage of Da Jin displaying its cultivation talent.

Tsk, this isn't good.

Lu Ming frowned slightly and clicked on another point of light.

[Daikin: Golden Beaver]

[Realm Level: Mortal Beast (Beginning to Understand Humanity)]

[Cultivation Technique: Rare Bloodline Inheritance (Tiger Fiend Body Tempering Technique), suitable for embarking on the path of cultivation]

[First Transformation of Inner Demon: 0/100]

Each time an inner demon matures, it can further unleash potential.

After glancing at the entries, Lu Ming's disappointment vanished instantly, and his gaze toward Da Jin became much more benevolent.

"The Record of Inner Demons" is a cultivation method that borrows from others. Once the inner demon is planted, the faster the other person cultivates, the faster the inner demon matures.

Since it's a cultivation practice, as a top-tier university graduate from four provinces, I have quite a bit of experience in this area.

The question now is, to what extent is Dajintong humane? Is it even capable of communicating with itself?

Just as Lu Ming was pondering, Da Jin's bent-leg posture froze, and he slowly retreated three steps, looking at Lu Ming with vigilance and doubt.

"Meow?"

Lu Ming snapped out of his daze, flashed a kind smile, patted his leg, and tried to say, "Big Jin, come here quickly, I'll get you some small fish... Pfft!"

The moment the word "fish" was uttered, Da Jin transformed into a blur and flew up onto Lu Ming's legs.

But due to the great inertia, he fell headfirst into Lu Ming's arms.

Lu Ming felt as if he had been hit in the abdomen with a heavy uppercut. His vision went black, and he almost thought he was going to die before he even got started.

After a long while, he finally came to his senses and realized that his legs were gradually losing feeling. He quickly mustered all his strength, gave a soft shout, and struggled to lift Da Jin to his side. He said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Da Jin, give me a shout before you jump over next time."

Otherwise, your father won't be able to handle it.

"Meow?" Da Jin tilted its head, its eyes clear.

"Um?"

Da Jin's performance made Lu Ming frown.

Just now, Da Jin clearly followed my orders, so why is he acting like this now... Is he pretending not to understand, or is something wrong?

Thinking of this, Lu Ming tentatively extended his hand, "Da Jin, let's shake hands."

Dajin remained unmoved, happily wagging its tail.

Lu Ming frowned even more, got up from the bed, walked to the side and said seriously, "Da Jin, come here."

Da Jin yawned and curled up comfortably.

The repeated failures made Lu Ming somewhat insecure. He opened the panel again, and after confirming that Da Jin was intelligent, he stroked his chin, looked at Da Jin, and murmured softly, "Something's not right. Could it be that the tone is wrong?"

Big Gold? Come here? Little Fish... *pfft*

A familiar, heavy blow came from his abdomen. Lu Ming clutched his stomach and staggered back a few steps. Looking at Da Jin, who was squatting on the ground with an innocent face, a vein bulged on his forehead.

verified.

Understanding and compassionate.

But not many people have access to it.

It seems we should start by addressing our inner demons...