My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

The fourth brother then meowed in agreement.

Sizi pointed her little finger at the fat cat, whose face was beaming with pride, "It! Fatty Four, is the supreme sacred beast of our sect!"

Immediately afterwards, that chubby little finger poked Li Chen without any mercy.

"And there's Sixteenth Brother, who's the vice leader of our sect!"

Li Chen's hand froze completely in mid-air.

He looked utterly hopeless, and the light in his eyes was quickly fading.

孽 孽!

I should never have taught her those things back then! What Ming Cult doctrines, what Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, teaching her martial arts slang from the Tang Dynasty!

Now look what happened! The boomerang of social death spun around in a huge circle and finally pierced me perfectly!

The entire hall fell silent once again.

Everyone's gazes moved in unison, filled with an indescribable blankness, all turning to look at Li Chen.

This unfathomable and peerless master, who can suppress the universe with a wave of his hand... is actually the vice leader of the Meow Meow Cult?

Do we still have to say "meow meow meow meow"?

In those gazes.

There was awe, there was shock, but more than anything, there was a strange feeling that was hard to explain.

It's as if you're watching a peerless old demon with unparalleled cultivation but peculiar hobbies.

I felt those piercing gazes.

Li Chen sighed deeply.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze passing over the roof of the main hall and piercing through layers of formations.

Looking out at the pitch-black night sky of that otherworldly realm, devoid of even a single star.

"The moon tonight..."

Li Chen gave a dry, approving sigh.

"It's so big and so round!"

The Luo family members followed Li Chen's gaze and saw that it was a dark, overcast day outside where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, their hearts filled with growing awe.

The actions of a master are indeed beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like us.

Perhaps in the eyes of the deputy leader, there truly is a bright moon hanging in his heart.

He saw that everyone was stunned by his appearance.

Sizi clapped her hands in satisfaction and continued to talk at length about the glorious history of the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult.

"Our cult has lots and lots of amazing cats!"

Si Zi counted them off on his short, chubby fingers as if they were his own treasures.

"There's a black and white cat that loves to eat bamboo and is incredibly strong!"

"There's a bird-cat with three heads that can fly in the sky!"

"And there's a big yellow cat with stripes and a very loud meow!"

The Luo family members were stunned.

A black and white cat that eats bamboo? A bird-cat with three heads?

What kinds of rare and exotic animals are these?

After introducing all the guardian demons.

Sizi skillfully unzipped the pink space bag.

The little hand reached inside.

He pulled out a large stack of brightly printed pink flyers and a small pink token in the shape of a beautifully carved cat's paw.

"Do you want to convert to Christianity?"

Sizi blinked her big, watery eyes and launched into a frenzied sales pitch.

"Join the cult now and receive a deluxe newbie gift pack! Lots of benefits await!"

"There are lots of delicious spiritual fruits and pills inside!"

The little girl changed the subject and held up her little finger.

"However, there are strict requirements to join our church."

"We absolutely need a cat!"

Done.

The rhinoceros is like a joyful butterfly.

With its short legs, it ran around the entire hall.

She was perfectly fair to every elder, guard, and even the head of the Luo family present.

They each handed out a pink flyer, along with a heavy pink cat paw token.

Luo Qingyi held the pink token, and her eyes immediately turned into hearts as she looked at the pink crystal paw pads embedded in it.

"Oh my god, Shiko, you're so cute!"

She stroked the pink cat paw token with obvious affection, sighing with regret.

"This token is so cute! It's a pity my sister has never owned a cat or a spirit beast, otherwise she could join the sect right now!"

The head of the Luo family, his hands trembling, respectfully picked up the piece of paper in front of him that emitted a faint spiritual aura.

The flyer was located right in the center.

The photo shows Sizi riding on the back of Feizai Si, holding a candied hawthorn stick high.

And to the left of the rhinoceros.

Li Chen stood there with a look of utter despair on his face and his arms crossed.

To the right of the rhinoceros.

It prominently features an emperor wearing a robe with nine dragons roaring and a crown with twelve tassels, exuding an aura of authority even without anger!

On that emperor, there was a terrifying imperial aura that seemed capable of crushing the heavens!

Even a single painting can evoke an irresistible urge to worship it.

Behind the three of them.

A densely packed group of founding dukes of the Tang Dynasty stood there, clad in heavy armor and exuding a murderous aura.

And those terrifying phantom images of ferocious beasts, each as large as a mountain!

"this……"

The head of the Luo family gasped.

However, looking at the pink background of the flyer...

Then look at those crooked, childlike characters above: 【Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult, the best in the world】.

The Luo family patriarch and the elders exchanged a helpless glance.

Everyone simultaneously reached the same conclusion.

This is definitely a high-level pretend game that this incredibly powerful fairy came up with out of boredom.

The emperors and terrifying beasts in those paintings were probably just fictional backgrounds created by some peerless master painter to entertain children.

Since it's a game for experts, they naturally have to cooperate as much as possible.

Everyone praised the flyers for being beautifully drawn and the tokens for being exquisite.

However, since no one in the Luo family actually kept a cat, they regretfully stated that once they had a cat, they would apply to join the church as soon as possible.

When Sizi saw that no one was joining the religion, he was not discouraged.

She turned and rushed to a newly served plate of premium crystal pork knuckle, once again immersing herself in the great cause of eating dry rice.

The grand thank-you banquet finally came to a slow close amidst laughter and clinking glasses.

Inside the Luo family's main hall, the delicacies on the remaining table had been completely devoured.

Most of them ended up in the bellies of Princess Sizi of the Tang Dynasty and her guardian beast named Fatty Si.

The Luo family members didn't find anything wrong with the little girl's appetite.

Instead, they all looked at her with incredibly kind, even somewhat fanatical, eyes.

It was as if every extra bite of food she ate from the Luo family was a blessing accumulated by the Luo family ancestors for eight generations.

"belch--"

Sizi leaned back in the armchair covered with soft fox fur, completely lacking any decorum, and let out a satisfied burp.

The little girl patted her round little belly, her rosy face full of contentment.