My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

Taiji Palace, inside the Lizheng Hall.

Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty was slumped on a soft couch, completely lacking any semblance of decorum.

He rubbed his throbbing temples, his face filled with utter despair.

"Guanyinbi, look at that rebellious son..."

Li Shimin pointed at his youngest daughter, who was squatting not far away playing with a cat, his voice trembling.

"He's a dignified Golden Core stage cultivator, yet he's not doing his proper work; he's actually leading Sizi into some kind of crooked and evil practice!"

"It's one thing to do this, but the prince even dragged me and the entire court into the temple."

Li Shimin rubbed his throbbing temples and poured out his grievances to Empress Zhangsun, recounting everything that had happened outside.

Empress Zhangsun was speechless after hearing this, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

She looked at Xiao Sizi, who was happily playing with the tabby cat "Fatty Si" next to her, and helplessly stretched out her slender finger to gently tap the little girl's smooth forehead.

"You, a princess of the Great Tang Dynasty, what are you doing fooling around with your sixteenth brother again? What kind of Sacred Fire Meow Meow Cult have you started?" Empress Zhangsun's tone was full of doting and helplessness.

Little Sizi hugged the chubby tabby cat, looked up, and revealed an innocent and bright smile.

"Hehe, Mother! I'm not being silly!"

She raised a chubby little hand, her face beaming with pride, "Sixteenth Brother said that Si Zi is now the leader of the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult!"

At this point, the little girl's big eyes darted around, and she moved closer to Empress Zhangsun.

"Mother, would you like to join the Sacred Fire Meow Meow Cult of the Rhinoceros? I can give you a protector, Dangdang!"

"Pfft..." Empress Zhangsun couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

Li Shimin, watching from the side, was immediately enraged and slapped his thigh to sit up straight.

"You scoundrel! This unfilial son not only went mad himself, but he's also leading my precious daughter astray!"

"Guards! Bring that little brat Li Chen to the palace!"

Half an hour later.

Li Chen strode into the main hall with an air of nonchalance, as if he didn't recognize anyone.

"Old Deng, what's gotten into you in broad daylight? I'm just getting ready to go back and practice."

Li Chen picked at his ear, looking impatient.

"Cultivation? You've got to be talking about cultivation nonsense!"

Li Shimin pointed at Li Chen's nose and began to curse.

"Explain yourself to me! What kind of Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult is this?! My Tang Dynasty princess, a woman of noble birth, and you actually encouraged her to become the leader of some cat cult?"

"It's one thing that you shamelessly became the deputy leader, but the worst part is that the day before yesterday you insisted on dragging me and the entire court into the sect!"

Li Chen rolled his eyes at Li Shimin's spittle.

He retorted confidently, "Old Deng, what do you know! This is called cultivating a leader's leadership skills from a young age!"

"Besides, Fatty Four is a rare beast I brought back from the Demon Realm. What's wrong with him starting a sect?"

"I wouldn't accept people who beg to join the church! With your fuss over nothing, you deserve to be short-sighted."

"you--!"

Li Shimin was so angry that his blood pressure spiked instantly, and he clutched his chest, panting heavily.

He knew he couldn't win an argument with his sharp-tongued son.

He simply turned around and pitifully sought help from Empress Zhangsun.

"Guanyinbi, look at him! You must teach this rebellious son a lesson today!"

Empress Zhangsun looked at the two lovable father and son and rubbed her temples in exasperation.

She sighed softly, her gaze falling on Li Chen. Her tone was gentle, yet carried an undeniable authority:

"Chen'er, your father is right, this matter is indeed too frivolous."

"However, since you are now the vice leader of that Meow Meow Cult, you should act like one."

As she spoke, Empress Zhangsun took out a pink token with a huge cat paw print engraved on it from the small bag next to her.

"Now that a sect has been established, this identity token must naturally be worn at all times."

Empress Zhangsun handed the pink cat paw token to Li Chen, saying with a half-smile.

"From today onwards, you shall wear this token on your belt and shall not remove it without my permission. Consider it punishment for your misbehaving towards your sister."

Li Chen stared wide-eyed at the pink token that exuded a strangely cute aura.

"Mother! Kill me! How can I, a dignified man, survive in the cultivation world if I go out wearing this thing?!"

"You're not going to hang it up, are you?" Empress Zhangsun smiled slightly. "Sizi, your sixteenth brother looks down on your sect."

"Wah—" Upon hearing this, Little Sizi pouted, and her big eyes instantly filled with tears, threatening to flood the Jinshan Temple.

"Stop, stop, stop! I'll hang up! I'll hang up, okay?!"

Li Chen couldn't bear to see this little rascal cry, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger, humiliatingly accepting the pink token and tightly tying it to his belt.

.......

the next day.

Chang'an City, the Qin Prince's Mansion.

The sun was shining brightly, and a gentle breeze was blowing.

Li Chen was lying on the armchair in the courtyard, utterly dejected.

On his thigh.

Lying there is a chubby tabby cat with fishbone patterns, which is the supreme sacred beast of the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult - "Fatty Four".

And on Li Chen's belt.

A cute pink token, engraved with a huge cat paw print, swayed gently in the breeze, looking incredibly dazzling.

"Sixteenth Brother, you need to be serious!"

Si Zi moved a small stool and sat next to the armchair, staring at him like a stern little overseer.

"As the deputy leader of this sect, you must pet the cat for half an hour every day; this is a sect rule!"

"If you dare to slack off, Sizi will go tell the Empress Dowager!"

Li Chen's face was ashen. He mechanically reached out and stroked the hair on Fatty Si's round belly.

"Snoring...snoring..."

Fatty snored contentedly, rolled over, and revealed his soft little belly.

"What terrible things did I do in my past life...?"

Li Chen looked up at the sky, a tear of humiliation sliding down his cheek.

"I am a prince of the Great Tang Dynasty."

"Now you've really fallen so low as to have to wear a pink badge and serve a cat here every day?"

"If word gets out, how will I save face!"

Standing to the side, Jiang Liyue looked at Li Chen's lifeless expression.

She covered her mouth, laughing so hard her shoulders shook.

"Serves you right."

Jiang Liyue sneered, "A dignified vice sect leader, being able to serve a sacred beast, this is a blessing you've accumulated over eight lifetimes. You lecher, just accept your fate."

"Shut up!"

Li Chen glared at her fiercely, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, Empress Zhangsun personally supervised the hanging of this pink cat paw token.

Anyone who dares to take it off is going against the entire Tang Dynasty imperial harem.

Just as Li Chen was sighing and preparing to continue to accept this humiliating "disciplinary punishment,"

"Report—!!!"

A shrill, anxious voice, filled with endless bloodshed and a chilling atmosphere, announced the news.

An explosion suddenly erupted outside the Qin Prince's Mansion without any warning!

Followed by.

The cold figure of the Bad Commander, wearing a black iron mask, rushed into the backyard like a black whirlwind.

He knelt on one knee, his voice filled with barely suppressed rage and anxiety.

"This is to inform Your Highness, the King of Qin!"

"Something's happened in northern Xinjiang!"

Li Chen's hand, which was stroking the cat, suddenly stopped, and a sharp glint appeared in his eyes.

"What happened?"

The Bad Guy suddenly raised his head, his eyes beneath the mask were bloodshot.

"The Turkic barbarians have torn up the White Horse Alliance and assembled 300,000 cavalry to march south!"

"Furthermore, a large number of cultivators capable of flying on swords have appeared in their army!"

"That's an otherworldly demonic sect called 'Sirius Valley.' They're assisting the Turks in massacring our Tang Dynasty's border guards!"

The Bad Commander clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice hoarse.

"The border is in dire straits! Three cities have fallen! Hundreds of thousands of Tang citizens are suffering terribly!"

"His Majesty has decreed that Your Highness must immediately enter the Taiji Hall for a meeting!"

Upon hearing this blood-stained battle report...

Li Chen suddenly stood up from the armchair.

The pink cat paw token made a crisp clinking sound at the waist.

But his eyes now completely lost the languor and helplessness they had shown moments before.

Instead.

It was a terrifying killing intent, almost tangible, capable of freezing the entire city of Chang'an.

"Sirius Valley?"

Li Chen sneered, and purple-gold lightning danced wildly in his eyes.

"How dare you!"