Chapter 228: Two Targets
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Yun Yang glared, exasperated.
Emmie had been fed well beyond expectations last night, so much so that it got overly ecstatic, exuding an air of vitality far exceeding Yun Yang’s expectation; not by one or two times but dozens of times.
The result of such an unexpected situation was that everyone had leveled up together.
Unfortunately, Yun Yang was the one who was most dissatisfied with the current state of things.
He had just advanced to the sixth peak of mystical Qi three days ago. Although he had felt his strength increase within these three days, he had very little combat exposure, and his acc.u.mulation of experience was miserly at best. He had only practiced a few times with Lao Mei and Fang Mofei and those could not be considered as part of his efforts to stabilize his foundation and solidify his current level!
His only actual combat experience was the one and only battle with Shen Yus.h.i.+ last night.
Even under such circ.u.mstances, Yun Yang, who was the direct benefactor, had still leaped from a sixth peak beginner of mystical Qi all the way through intermediate, ace, pinnacle, then over to the seventh peak and ferociously to seventh peak intermediate from the surging spiritual Qi!
It was akin to rising to heaven within a single step.
However, the level up was so rapid that Yun Yang was at a loss.
Yun Yang thought anxiously that his practice sessions with Lao Mei and Fang Mofei had to be faster and more brutal in the future… He might even have to challenge Bai Yixue at some point in time… Otherwise, he could not compensate for his lack of experience.
Just as he wanted to speak, he suddenly felt a strange sensation in his mouth.
"Puu!" Yun Yang spat harshly. "What is this?"
He had spat out a ball of white fur. Lowering his head, his eyes bulged in shock.
"F*ck me!"
Yun Yang was tall and lean; despite sitting with his legs folded, he was still at an impressive height. Yet he was buried in fine white fur all over, leaving him to wonder just how many times had the five Whiteys shed to acc.u.mulate this amount of fur.
Although Yun Yang was covered in fur which acc.u.mulated in his mouth and nose, he was not truly angry about it. It was probably because the white fur that had been shed was s.h.i.+ning softly, with a clear luminosity.
Yun Yang’s judgment told him that if these white fur were collected as raw material to craft something, the outcome would be of exceptional quality.
It was a pity that he did not the relevant talent around him, thus he could only sigh helplessly at the thought of wasting such a gift.
Redirecting his gaze to his embrace, the five Whiteys had turned into red, naked meatb.a.l.l.s. Their stomachs rose and fell as they slept peacefully, a sign of being in a perfectly blissful state.
Yun Yang sucked a deep breath in to direct his cultivation skill and felt the intricate pulsing of his mystical Qi. He felt the smooth flow of his meridians, the surging tides in his dantian; he felt he was at his best.
He dared not make any exaggerated movements though, the little critters had yet to wake up after all. What if his actions jostled them from their slumber, affected their transformation or interrupted some kind of mysterious evolution? That would be a great loss. No matter how much he wanted to verify the advancement of his capability, Yun Yang stopped after a moment of cultivation. He stayed stationary and patiently waited for the five Whiteys to wake up naturally.
Lao Mei, who made another breakthrough, was thoroughly thrilled, hopping and bouncing around the courtyard like an excited child.
Truthfully, he was already old; his meridians were long formed and a breakthrough would hardly come by anymore. Now though, he seemed to have experienced a rebirth; his bones and body seemed to have changed and he had the capability to move towards a higher goal – how could he not be ecstatic?
As for Shui Wuyin, Bai Yixue, and Fang Mofei, they were standing under the courtyard’s tree while inspecting this almost unfamiliar place.
The courtyard was still how it was but the view inside… How could it have changed so much within a single night? The trees in the courtyard were initially very common but had now grown no less than twenty feet while the canopy was stretched wider than twice its initial size.
From only covering half of the pavilion, the canopy now drooped as it s.h.i.+elded the entire s.p.a.ce and continued to extend all the way after the structure.
Other than the accelerated growth of the trees, the weeds on the ground had grown monstrously as well, reaching about a man"s height; the paths that were bald from repeated steps were once again dotted with a fresh green color.
In short, the drilling ground they were practicing on last night had turned into a lush gra.s.sland!
The gra.s.s had covered one’s ankles, fresh and soft upon stepping on them that one would almost be cruel to lay their feet on these new forms of life.
It was only a night, yet the entire courtyard seemed to have gone through years of untended growth.
Yun Yang"s tiny courtyard housed a few green vines at the base of his wall that had initially crawled up at most half of the slab of concrete, but by looking at them now, they had gone from all four walls of his courtyards to the roof!
As far as the eyes could see, it was green-colored vitality.
Crystal-clear dew rolled on the gra.s.s, leaves, and petals; the fresh scent of greenery was rich to the nose as a soft breeze blew by. It was already the eleventh month now – winter, but a fresh floral fragrance was drifting through the air. The supposedly ordinary courtyard of the Residence of Yun seemed to have turned into a paradise on earth where the vibrancy of life greeted the eye wherever it looked!
As the three people observed the place, a sense of calm colored their eyes unknowingly.
It was rare to see such lively greenery in the weather of the eleventh month. Even though winter was slightly warmer this year and the biting cold was yet to come, the surroundings were already looking dreary and desolate – how could such beauty exist?
The surprise came in pairs – when Yun Yang finally came out of his room, even Shui Wuyin who was usually composed looked bewildered at the scene.
What was going on?
How could boss cultivate to the extent of becoming a white, furry man?
What a strange cultivation skill it was - what was the use of cultivating such a skill?
The white fur on his body was floating everywhere.
Yun Yang could not be bothered by the alarmed gazes of the others as he began cleaning himself up hastily. As a flow of mystical Qi rose, the white fur was instantaneously lifted up from his body and hovered in the air. A soft breeze swirled with an easy sweep of his hand, collecting all the fur into a ball and thrown haphazardly into the room.
Five tiny heads stuck out from Yun Yang’s embrace, all of them blinking blurrily and mewling.
The five Whiteys were stripped bare in pink, their tiny tongues licking kittenishly at their naked bodies; not one of them was used to their current state.
Why are we suddenly naked?
"Come, let us do a magic trick!"
Yun Yang grabbed one of them and tossed it – the little fellow whose luck was yet to be decided was Big Whitey.
Big Whitey cried out in surprise, "Meow!"
Suddenly, it somersaulted, a layer of long white fur growing on its bare body with a soft poof before it made its landing on the ground like a fur ball, rolling about in the emerald gra.s.s.
The other four people watched with widened eyes.
Its fur had grown in completely… just by being tossed like this?
Was – was this really a magic trick?!
Swoos.h.!.+
Another Whitey went sailing through the air.
Similarly, its fur grew to cover its body with a soft poof of air. It grunted twice in dissatisfaction before scurrying away in search of Big Whitey to roll about together. The remaining three Whiteys went through the same process, returning to their initial physical state without a hitch.
Soon, five adorable fur b.a.l.l.s rolled about on the ground.
Yun Yang"s sharp eyes noticed that the spirituality in the five little critters’ eyes had increased significantly; their gaze towards him was br.i.m.m.i.n.g with affection and intimacy.
He felt rather accomplished about this. Whitey Five, the Lightning Cat, could be said to have gone through a rebirth as it had far exceeded the innate limits of a regular Lightning Cat. Yun Yang would not be surprised if it could break through to the seventh level of a mystical beast in the future.
Whitey Five, that had leveled up once, had shrunk in size too, going back to the image of a snow-white kitten that weighed three to four catties. This change spoke for itself – although it was still slightly larger than the baby Eclipse Panthers, the difference in their sizes was not as obvious anymore.
As for the four Eclipse Panthers, Yun Yang was even more contented with them.
Emmie had changed these four fellows’ innate capabilities once again, increasing their potential so much so that it was possible for each of them to level up to the ninth level pinnacle!
Such a conclusion was made just based on these little felines" current foundation. Who knew how many more times of energy cleansing they would go through being by Yun Yang’s side? Their ultimate achievement would truly by limitless and unimaginable.
There was something else about these four Whiteys that piqued Yun Yang’s interest as well. After the level up, the four Eclipse Panthers had ascended to the state of returning to their pure nature. As long as they did not show their true forms intentionally, no one could identify their genuine ident.i.ty as long as they maintained their current physique.
This was Disguise Morphing, a unique skill that belonged exclusively to ninth level pinnacle mystical beasts!
Fang Mofei walked over, wearing shock on his face as he said in a muted voice looking at the four Whiteys, "Young master, these four little fellows… are they…."
Yun Yang answered frankly, "They have indeed improved some more but they have yet to grow. Now is still far from the day they can tower above the rest and be at the helm of others."
Tower above the rest and be at the helm of others?
Fang Mofei understood at once how they had improved; astonishment colored his eyes as he sucked in a deep breath.
Truthfully, Yun Yang’s comments were somewhat understated. With the power these four Whiteys currently possessed, any one of them would already be in the rank of an eighth level beginner mystical beast. Besides, the innate speed-s.h.i.+fting of the Eclipse Panthers had been upgraded to an outrageous state by Emmie so much so that they could roam the entire world without fear.
For some reason, Emmie had especially favored these five little creatures, always putting its all into elevating their attributes.
"Looks like these five tiny fellows are the biggest benefactors this time." Yun Yang chuckled and shook his head.
The five fur b.a.l.l.s rolled around on the ground for a while before Big Whitey perked up suddenly while its ears twitched a few times; it looked towards the sun, its pupils contracting into a straight line.
It paraded on the ground once, sashaying, before licking the other Whiteys. Four of them sat still, only their ears twitching about as they watched Big Whitey.
"Meow…"
Big Whitey called out before it charged out of the Residence of Yun’s wall, transforming into a ray of white light and vanished from sight.
The rest of the felines remained where they were, gazing in the direction where Big Whitey had left with their tails standing tall, only drooping after a long time.
One of the Whiteys sashayed elegantly to Yun Yang and pulled at his robe with a tiny paw, looking at him questioningly with its head raised.
The sight melted Yun Yang’s heart. The man chuckling and said, "If you all miss it, go look for it. As long as you finish your training mission every day, you can go play with it any other time."
Upon hearing his words, the four fellows were leaping about in joy, scurrying back and forth in the air as they mewled to their heart’s content.
Bai Yixue’s eyes were wide. "They… they can understand what you said?"
Looking at these four felines that looked nothing unlike ordinary Lightning Cats, Bai Yixue was muddled. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed this to be possible.
"What if they did?"
Yun Yang snorted and continued, "I’m going to send them to school after some time. Even if they were sent to learn how to be an official, they would be much stronger than those fools who know nothing but to tear each other down, to instigate internal conflicts, to frame the innocent, and to compete for fame and power."
"Let them learn more things so these little critters can fight to the end when the enemies find their way here!"
Bai Yixue left, rolling his eyes, feeling like he was talking to a lunatic and that he somehow suffered a deterioration of cla.s.s by doing so.
"We’ll have to take action tonight."
Yun Yang looked at Lao Mei and Fang Mofei whose faces showed excited antic.i.p.ation upon hearing his words; they were growing rusty from cultivating all the time without going out for missions.
"Fang Mofei, I need you to do something in advance for this." Yun Yang went close to Fang Mofei’s ear and whispered. Blinking uncertainly, Fang Mofei almost laughed aloud as he replied, "Young master, don’t worry. Leave it all to me, there won’t be a problem!"
"Wuyin, stay at the Residence of Yun. You only have to complete your own task, there’s no need to bother about anything else. We shall move according to our discussed plan, everything should be alright." Yun Yang’s gaze bored into Shui Wuyin.
"Still, be careful!"
"It"s alright if we don"t achieve the mission, better to be safe than sorry," Shui Wuyin added another line.
Looking at Shui Wuyin, Yun Yang suddenly thought of something as he spoke lowly, "Wuyin, I have something to ask you."
"What is it?"
"If I brought someone back, you…" Yun Yang questioned slowly.
Before he could finish, Shui Wuyin understood what he wanted to convey and answered, "I could torture someone for three months or even longer, but… if it’s interrogation you want, then it has to be someone with Spiritual Soma."
Yun Yang rolled his eyes and huffed, "Those with Spiritual Soma are about Ling Xiaozui’s level, can I capture them? Your words are redundant."
Shui Wuyin said embarra.s.sedly, "I can’t help it. My cultivation base isn’t up to par. If I have gotten to the stage of astral travel…"
Yun Yang pointed his finger. "Stop. Go tackle what you should, those are your priorities!"
If you were to be able to astral travel, you would already be at Ling Xiaozui’s level. We can kill the enemy face to face then, why would we need to interrogate people and beat around the bush while spewing meaningless plat.i.tudes?
Shui Wuyin scurried away in embarra.s.sment.
…
They had two targets tonight – Yang Botao and Han Wufei.