A cat that lingers beside a saint

The Dragon Palace of the East Sea.

Contrary to popular belief, the entire Dragon Palace is not completely submerged in seawater. Instead, there is an invisible barrier surrounding the Dragon Palace, completely separating it from the seawater.

Inside the palace, the old dragon was drinking wine when he heard the old tortoise's shout and instinctively stood up.

That gentleman?

Which gentleman?

In these three realms, there are not many who can be called "Master".

The God of Wealth is a deity, but he has absolutely no connection with the Dragon Palace of the East Sea.

The Great Sage is indeed a lord, but the monkey has never returned since he attained enlightenment.

But seeing the old tortoise's flustered appearance and the terrified faces of the shrimp soldiers and crab generals behind him, Ao Guang's eyes twitched violently.

"Could it be Nezha?"

"What's he doing here?"

The old dragon's face was slightly unpleasant. Back then, when that monkey made a ruckus in the Heavenly Palace, the Jade Emperor appointed Li Jing as the Grand Marshal of Subduing Demons and also bestowed upon Nezha the title of Three Altars.

Now, in the Heavenly Court, his status is no less than that of the Dragon King of the East Sea.

To be honest, if he met Nezha, he would have to address him as an immortal.

But when he thought of how he had forced Nezha to his death at Chentang Pass because of Ao Bing during the Investiture of the Gods, Ao Guang couldn't help but shudder.

Nezha was only a few years old at the time, and blinded by the evil spirits, he acted without much consideration.

Although Ao Bing ultimately died, his ending was still relatively good; at least he earned a place on the Investiture of the Gods.

Later, the phoenix cried out in Xiqi, King Wu attacked King Zhou, and war broke out all over the world. As a result, the matter between Nezha and him was temporarily put aside.

But so many years have passed, and he and Nezha have hardly ever met. Even when they did meet, it was always in the Lingxiao Palace.

Apart from that, there was no other interaction.

But now, I hear from Prime Minister Turtle that Nezha has arrived.

For a moment, he felt a little flustered.

As the slipperiest dragon king in the world, and also known as the "old mudfish" by Nezha, he was somewhat flustered, but he quickly calmed down.

"It's alright, let's not do anything for now. Now that I'm a god in the Heavenly Court with him, I don't think he'll do anything too outrageous."

"Keep an eye on him and see if he makes any unusual moves. If he does, report to me immediately, and I will file a complaint against him in the Heavenly Court!"

Turtle Chancellor nodded repeatedly and was about to leave when he heard Ao Guang's voice again.

"You just said that Nezha was also accompanied by a cat?"

"When did Nezha get a cat? How come I didn't know?"

The old tortoise thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "I've never heard of this before, but this cat doesn't seem like a pet, nor does it seem like his mount. On the contrary..."

The old tortoise hesitated for a moment, but after thinking about it, he finally continued, "On the contrary, Nezha is more like the cat's mount."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"The cat sat on Nezha's head."

……

Above the East Sea, Su Bai sat on Nezha's head, his two paws struggling to grasp six pure bamboo stalks.

A red rope was tied to the other end of the bamboo, which was quite interesting, but there was no fishhook at the end of the rope.

That look is somewhat reminiscent of Jiang Shang fishing with a straight hook back in the day.

Nezha sat cross-legged, arms wrapped around himself, eyes closed, and floated quietly in mid-air.

Every now and then, she raised her hand and nudged Su Bai's buttocks.

This junior uncle can neither fly nor swim. If he doesn't help him up, he might fall into the sea and become fish food.

In fact, this was only because of Su Bai. If anyone else dared to sit on this young master's head like this, their buttocks would probably be bruised and battered before they even had the thought.

But who could blame him when this little cat Daoist was truly capable?

Don't let the fact that this little cat Daoist's cultivation level isn't that great fool you; the treasures he possesses are all top-notch.

Of course, this was something Nezha did willingly.

A person and a cat floated on the sea surface and stayed there quietly for a while, but still no fish took the bait.

Su Bai, perched on Nezha's head, yawned widely and asked, "Can this red rope really help me catch fish?"

Nezha opened one eye and said with a smile, "That's natural."

"No rush, no rush, let's wait a little longer."

Hearing Nezha say this, Su Bai didn't say anything more.

Perhaps out of curiosity, Su Bai subconsciously peeked at the red rope tied to the bamboo.

This sight left him speechless.

Beneath the sea surface, the red rope on the bamboo pole has changed its appearance.

The red ribbon swam around underwater, sometimes teasing the attracted small fish, and sometimes swatting a group of sharks far away.

The Hun Tian Ling was clearly still spreading deeper into the sea, but even Su Bai couldn't see it clearly any further down.

Even without looking, Nezha seemed to be very clear about Hongling's movements.

Perhaps sensing Su Bai's doubt, Nezha smiled and said, "Magic weapons have spirits. If you want to use them freely, you still need to feel them with your heart."

Hearing Nezha's words, Su Bai couldn't help but reach for the small sword on his neck with his paw.

This sword was the old Taoist's personal magic weapon. My second senior uncle said that the sword had been broken once, then reforged, and then reforged again in my second senior uncle's palace.

Now that it has been reforged twice, even Su Bai, with his Qi Refining and Divine Transformation cultivation, can control it to break Li Jing's pagoda. If his cultivation level were to rise another level, I'm afraid ordinary defensive magic treasures would be unable to withstand the attack of this small sword.

For so long, although Su Bai knew that the sword was very powerful, he had never felt the spirituality that Nezha had mentioned.

Su Bai knew that the small sword had a spirit, but the sword itself did not seem willing to communicate with Su Bai, so Su Bai naturally wouldn't try to win its favor.

Besides, I'm not a person who likes to fight, so why would I want to lick a sword?

It's not like it's a celestial dog.

Although Qingping Sword and Su Bai's hearts are not in sync, they still have a tacit understanding with each other.

Otherwise, the incident of accidentally breaking through the Linglong Pagoda wouldn't have happened.

……

The sea surface was calm, but beneath the surface, a huge storm was brewing.

Under Nezha's control, the Hun Tian Ling had now transformed into a giant net-like structure beneath the seawater.

The entire Dragon Palace was completely enveloped by the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon), and it was ready to rise directly from the ground as soon as the person and cat on the sea surface made a sound.

On the sea, Nezha suddenly turned to look at Su Bai and said, "I heard you say you were planning to catch a fish for your master?"

"Is one enough?" Nezha blinked.

Su Bai held the bamboo pole with both hands, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "It probably won't be enough."

"Besides my master, I have quite a few other people with me."

Nezha stroked his chin. According to this, one is definitely not enough.

After pondering for a moment, Nezha continued to ask.

"Is that room enough?"