Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"Roar……"

At this moment, a strange energy suddenly burst out, followed by a roaring sound coming from deep in the ground. The sound was dull and powerful, like the roar of an ancient beast, which hurt everyone's eardrums.

"What's going on? What kind of power is this?!"

"Brother, hold down these two flutes!"

The phoenix flute in Ma Buliang's hand and the dragon flute in Zhirou's hand suddenly trembled violently, making a sharp buzzing sound, and then suddenly broke free from their control and fell heavily into the ground.

"boom!"

"Run! Run!"

The ground began to shake violently, and cracks spread rapidly like spider webs. The surrounding soldiers lost their balance and fell to the ground, screams coming one after another.

"what happened……"

Hua Qiansui and Molan were also interrupted by this sudden change. The two cats each took a few steps back and looked around vigilantly.

"How is this going?"

Ma Buliang was shocked and tried to get closer to Feng Di, but found that an invisible force blocked him.

"I am not sure as well……"

Zhirou looked solemn, staring at Longdi, and said:

"It seems that this power is too strong. It seems that some kind of seal has been triggered."

"Brother!"

Suddenly, Zhirou shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"Could it be that what we did in the Sealing Palace was successful? Could the outbreak of this mysterious power be inextricably linked to our actions back then? Think about it!"

"Hmm~"

Upon hearing this, Ma Buliang's expression froze, his brain working rapidly, but after a moment's thought, he shook his head firmly.

"Impossible. The seal has already been broken. You know the situation at the time. We couldn't complete the final step. It couldn't have been caused by our actions."

Before she could finish her words, Molan, who was behind Zhirou, had a fierce look in his eyes. He instantly rushed forward and pointed his spear straight at Zhirou's back.

"Humph……"

Ma Buliang's pupils suddenly contracted, his heart suddenly tightened, his throat seemed to be strangled, and then he suddenly raised his voice and shouted:

"No!"

"Um?"

Hua Qiansui turned his head upon hearing the noise, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, and a mocking smile curled up at the corner of his mouth: "Oh? I didn't expect that such a proud cat as the dignified Molan Sect Master would also take hostages."

Molan didn't answer him, but just snorted coldly, "Hmph. Get out of here right now, you are not welcome here."

"you……"

Ma Buliang watched all this with gritted teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, his hands clenched into fists, nails digging deep into his palms, but seeing Zhi Rou's precarious appearance, his shoulders slowly slumped, and his clenched fists dropped in an instant, as if he had lost all his strength.

Hua Qiansui looked at him like this and instantly revealed a hint of disdain.

"No fun, I'm leaving."

"Junior sister, let's go too..."

Then it turned into a pink butterfly and disappeared in front of them, and Ma Buliang quickly took Zhirou away from here, but before leaving, he took a deep look at this place.

"Humph, I'll come again. I won't let any of the Twelve Sects go..."

“Heh~”

Not long after the two cats left, Molan quickly half-knelt on the ground. If he hadn't been leaning on the spear, he would have collapsed to the ground.

The surrounding soldiers and elders immediately surrounded them. Among them, Mo Wen said:

"Master, are you okay?"

His expression at this moment was very complicated and full of worry.

"ah……"

Molan gritted her teeth, then stood up and looked around.

"It's okay, I just hope the elders will inspect it more. Molan has something else to do, so I'll leave first."

But the back figure seemed a little lonely.

"Uh--"

Molan held on, every step felt like walking on the edge of a knife, and she returned to her room with a shaky pace.

"boom!"

As soon as she stepped over the threshold, she could no longer restrain herself and her body fell uncontrollably to one side, hitting the corner of the table heavily with a dull sound.

"Uh-hiss..."

Molan gasped, her face full of pain, and cold sweat kept pouring out like a flood, soaking her clothes.

"Damn An!"

Her hands were tightly gripping the edge of the table, her knuckles turning white from the exertion, and veins bulging on the back of her hands.

"Hu~~"

After calming down, Molan straightened up with difficulty, dragging her legs that felt as if they were filled with lead, and moved slowly towards the bed.

"Uh uh..."

Her breathing was rapid and heavy, her chest rising and falling violently with each inhalation, and a suppressed moan came from her throat from time to time.

After finally reaching the bed, Molan could no longer hold on and collapsed on the bed like a puddle of mud.

"Uh-huh——"

Her eyes were closed, her brows were tightly furrowed, and the muscles on her face twitched slightly in pain.

After a moment, Molan slowly opened her eyes, her eyes full of fatigue and unwillingness.

"What exactly is that..."

She looked at the bed curtains above her head, and her mind kept thinking about everything that had just happened. The outbreak of that mysterious power was too strange, and it left her with lingering fears.

"Well……"

Molan endured the severe pain in her body and struggled to sit up.

"Uh-"

Her right hand subconsciously covered her chest, as if there was a flame burning there, and every heartbeat was accompanied by piercing pain.

"Cough cough..."

Suddenly, Molan started coughing violently, and her body trembled violently with the rhythm of her coughing.

She clutched the edge of the bed with her left hand, trying to steady herself, but her coughing became more and more intense, and she couldn't stop. After finally stopping her cough, Molan felt dizzy and her vision went black, and she almost fainted again.

"Whoo~"

After a long while, Molan slowly recovered. She took a deep breath, forced herself to be alert, and searched around the room.

"No, you must hold on..."

She knew that she had to find a solution as soon as possible, otherwise her sect would be doomed.

……

"Ugh……"

After Molan left, the elders looked solemn and hurried to the meeting hall.

The lights in the hall were flickering and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

The Great Elder spoke first, his brows knitted into the shape of the Chinese character "川":

"Why did An suddenly send Twelve Sorrows to attack our Shen Sect this time?"

The second elder then said: "Not only the Twelve Dead, but even the Twelve Generals are here. This is no small matter."

The Third Elder had a complex expression, his eyes filled with confusion and worry. He tapped the table lightly and pondered, "The Chaos Beast has only been sealed by Young Sect Master Mo Yun for a short time, and yet An has already made such a drastic move. What is he thinking? Is he trying to steal the Chaos Beast's power? But that doesn't make sense. The ritual of sealing the Chaos Beast is extremely secretive, and An should have no way of knowing it."

The Second Elder shook his head repeatedly. "But the mysterious power erupted just now. They must have arranged the deployment of troops long ago. It shouldn't be related to the Chaos Beast."

The cats engaged in a flurry of discussion, the discussion reaching a stalemate. The lower-ranking elders simply watched with complicated expressions, not daring to interrupt.

The Great Elder rubbed his temple and said in a deep voice, "No matter what, we must first strengthen the sect's defenses and not let them succeed. At the same time, arrange for reliable people to investigate An's movements and find out exactly what they are up to."

After some discussion, the elders took quick action, some to arrange defenses, and some to arrange intelligence work.

In the face of this crisis, the Shen Sect began to operate at full capacity and was on high alert.

……

at the same time

Hua Qiansui, wrapped in pink butterfly shadows, sent the seriously injured Ma Buliang and Zhirou back to the Haze Valley.

“We’ve arrived…”

The two men were breathing weakly, their clothes were torn and stained with blood, and every step they took pulled at their wounds, causing their faces to twist in excruciating pain.

"Ugh..."

Enduring the pain, they supported each other and moved step by step to where the darkness was.

An turned his back to them, sitting quietly at his desk reading a book, with no reaction to their arrival, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

"Uh……"

Ma Buliang gritted his teeth and knelt on one knee. Although his wound was torn and blood was dripping down his arm, he still said with all his might:

"Lord An, we... are back."

Zhirou also knelt down, her face pale from excessive blood loss, filled with fatigue and unwillingness.

An remained silent, slowly turning a page of the book in his hand, as if waiting for them to confess.

The cave was eerily quiet, with only the heavy breathing of Ma Buliang and Zhirou.

After a long while, An finally put down the book in his hand, stood up, and slowly turned around. Although his tone was cold, it was faintly revealing some concern:

"You two were too impulsive this time. I understand your eagerness, but you shouldn't act so rashly. The Shen Sect has a deep foundation and is not easy to mess with. Don't do this again next time. Make sure you are fully prepared before going."

Ma Buliang and Zhirou lowered their heads, their hearts filled with emotion and guilt. Ma Buliang endured the severe pain from his wound and said, "Lord An, we were inconsiderate and betrayed your trust."

"There's no need to say more..."

An raised his hand slightly, signaling them not to say anything more:

"Go down and recuperate first. Come back to me in three days with a detailed plan. I believe you can learn from this experience. Next time you act, you must succeed."

After saying that, he sat back in his original position, his eyes returned to the book, and ended this brief meeting.

"Yes, sir!"

Ma Buliang and Zhirou struggled to get up and supported each other as they left.

They understood that Lord An's tolerance was both trust and expectation. In the following time, they not only had to heal their injuries as quickly as possible, but also had to think carefully and plan a foolproof strategy so as not to let Lord An down.

"Looks like we need to hurry up..."

Ma Buliang and Zhirou supported each other and walked away with unsteady steps.

"It seems that this has nothing to do with me, right?"

"and many more!"

Just as Hua Qiansui was about to stand up and leave, An raised his hand. His movements were neither hurried nor slow, but with an unquestionable majesty, and he stopped him.

"grown ups?"

"Hua Qiansui, why did you go this time? You must be at odds with them, right?"

An's voice was low and cold, echoing in the empty cave without a trace of superfluous emotion.

"Humph~"

As soon as he finished speaking, he tilted his head slightly, and his eyes, like a sharp knife, swept towards Hua Qiansui lightly, and then quickly retracted them as if nothing had happened. However, that glance made Hua Qiansui's back instantly feel a chill.

"Oops……"

Hua Qiansui's heart skipped a beat, his brain working rapidly, and he instantly realized the seriousness of the matter. Not daring to delay for a moment, he knelt on his knees with a plop, his movements swift and full of awe.

She lowered her head slightly, her forehead almost touching the ground, and respectfully reported:

"Sir, to be honest, I went to the Shen Sect this time purely to gather intelligence. We've been paying close attention to the Shen Sect's movements these days, and I was thinking of going there myself, perhaps I could bring back some valuable information. Who could have imagined that Ma Buliang and Zhirou would secretly go to Mo Yun's training site without telling anyone, and somehow, they managed to obtain Mo Yun's power. But they were too impulsive. Once they obtained that power, it was as if they were overwhelmed and turned around to challenge the Mo Lan Sect Master. The series of battles and the mysterious power explosion that followed are all as they have just reported to you in detail."

"Hmm~"

After listening to this, An narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into a long period of contemplation.

His expression didn't change at all, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

The room was eerily quiet, with only the occasional crackling of the candlelight. In this silent atmosphere, every sound was infinitely amplified.

"Uh huh~"

Hua Qiansui knelt on the ground, breathing very lightly and slowly, not daring to even breathe.

She could clearly feel a bone-chilling chill running up from the soles of her feet to her heart. This silence was more frightening than any harsh rebuke.

"Excuse me, where is..."

She didn't know what An was planning, and could only pray in her heart, hoping that her clear and sincere answer would satisfy An and not make him angry.

After an unknown amount of time, An raised his head again, his voice low and calm:

"You may withdraw now. I will take care of the rest. And you twelve generals, please pay more attention sometimes."

There was no emotion in his words, but there was a hint of unquestionable majesty.

"Yes, thank you for reminding me..."

Hua Qiansui knelt down again and bowed respectfully, with his forehead touching the ground. He remained there for a moment before slowly standing up and walking backwards away.

She moved very carefully, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

"call--"

Only after walking a distance out of the cave did Hua Qiansui breathe a sigh of relief.

"Could it be that the adults are treating us..."

At this moment, she seemed to have thought of something, and a glint flashed in her eyes. He wondered if there was something hidden in her words, perhaps she was dissatisfied with some of the actions of the Twelve Generals?

"Looks like there are still some things that need to be sorted out!"

Or did he sense a deeper hidden story behind the matter of the body sect? Hua Qiansui's mind raced, thinking that this might be an opportunity, a chance to take a step further in front of An.

"Yeah, that's right, let's do it!"

She quickened her pace, secretly thinking that if she could figure out An's thoughts first and do things well, she might be able to be reused.

"whee……"

Thinking of this, Hua Qiansui's eyes became more determined, his feet moved quickly, and he quickly disappeared into the mist of the gloomy valley, ready to explore the secrets hidden in the dark and take a gamble for his own future.

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(I started a livestream again today, and I suddenly feel like I've been much more diligent! I feel like it's just for selling cards. Big Movie said there will be news in March or April?)