Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"Ugh……"

In the valley, everyone was gathered around the Xuanshuang Liuyun Bow, concentrating on trying to find its secret.

"Hmm..."

"hiss--"

At the moment when the strange light enveloped them, everyone suddenly became dazed, as if their souls were pulled by an invisible force, and their thoughts became confused.

"What happened just now? I felt..."

"No, no..."

Master Lingzuan raised his hand and rubbed his swollen and painful temple, his face full of confusion.

"Strange, strange, my head is so dizzy, I only remember that this Xuanshuang Liuyun Bow is Mo Yun's relic, and we are going to use it to attack the Twelve Sects. I can't remember anything else."

"Is there something wrong with my memory?"

He frowned and tried hard to recall, even beads of sweat seeping out of his forehead, but no matter how hard he tried, the lost memory was like a kite with a broken string, which could not be retrieved.

"Um!"

Yin Mo Luo also widened his eyes and scratched his head vigorously, making his already messy hair even more fluffy.

"Yes, yes, that's all I remember. I was thinking about something else before, but I forgot everything in an instant."

His eyes were full of confusion, and he kept scanning everyone's faces, hoping to get an answer from others.

"Uh……"

Ma Buliang and Zhirou looked at each other, both of them with confusion in their eyes.

Zhirou bit her lower lip lightly and murmured to herself:

"I seem to have forgotten a lot of things, but I can't put my finger on them. All I know now is that with this bow, we can attack the Twelve Sects."

There was a hint of anxiety and helplessness in her tone, and her hands were subconsciously clenched tightly.

"Hmph, never mind..."

A trace of impatience flashed across Yin Mo Luo's face, and he snorted coldly, rudely interrupting everyone's discussion:

"Everyone, why bother about where this power comes from? If we just absorb Mo Yun's power and use it for our own benefit, everything will be fine!"

As he spoke, he waved his hands vigorously in the air with an excited look, as if he had already stood at the pinnacle of Cat Land and controlled all power. His eyes were full of greed and eagerness.

"Wait, don't be impatient!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Zuan slowly stroked his chin, looked sharply at Yin Mo Luo, and spoke in a calm tone with unquestionable rationality:

"Yin Mo Luo, this is rhythmic power, which is completely different from the chaotic power we are familiar with. How can it be so easy to absorb it?"

"Let me think about whether there is any way to balance it..."

He frowned slightly, with a thoughtful gleam in his eyes. He kept sorting out the knowledge about the power of rhythm and the power of chaos in his mind, trying to find the connection and difference between the two. Obviously, he did not agree with Yin Moro's reckless proposal.

"Humph……"

Huan Ye stood quietly aside, looking at the two of them quietly, his lips tightly closed, not expressing any opinion, but falling into deep thought.

"Wait, so cultivation is about comprehending luck from chaos, right?"

She crossed her arms over her chest, her posture straight, her eyes deep and complex, moving back and forth between the crowd and the Xuanshuang Liuyun Bow, as if weighing the pros and cons, or recalling some forgotten key information.

"Hmm~"

Just when the atmosphere reached a stalemate, Ma Buliang took a step forward, held his head high and said excitedly:

"Everyone, in fact, Rhythm Power and Chaos are one and the same. It's just that a group of self-righteous lowly cats maliciously judged us and slandered our righteous deeds as evil. But I firmly believe that the pen in my hand can build a bridge for everyone to communicate between the two!"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, echoing across the valley. His eyes flashed with fanatical and determined light, and he was full of absolute confidence in his ideas and abilities.

"Oh!"

Upon hearing this, Huan Ye slowly turned his gaze towards Ma Buliang, scrutinizing this seemingly confident guy with a hint of expectation, hoping that he could actually bring about a turnaround.

"Are you really sure?"

Her tone was filled with doubt and a desire for power.

Ma Buliang nodded firmly without hesitation, his movements were crisp and clear, without the slightest hesitation:

"Ok!"

The answer was brief, powerful, and full of strength.

"Well, then you can get started."

Huan Ye nodded slightly. Although there was still a hint of doubt in her tone, there was more acquiescence and expectation. She was ready to witness this seemingly crazy attempt.

"Whoo~"

Ma Buliang took a deep breath, calmed his excitement, and slowly pulled out his pen that was emitting a faint glow.

"Woooo..."

This pen is no ordinary one; it is the source of Ma Buliang's power and his most treasured treasure.

The pen body is slender and made of an unknown material. It has a warm texture yet is as hard as rock, and is engraved with mysterious and ancient runes.

As he moved, the runes flickered with a faint light, as if telling a forgotten history.

He stood firmly with his feet slightly apart, in a horse stance, keeping his body balanced and stable.

"Ha ha……"

Then he slowly closed his eyes, and his thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his cheeks.

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground under his feet.

"*****"

His lips trembled slightly and he muttered something in a low and obscure voice, like a spell from ancient times.

"Buzzing..."

As he chanted, the air around him began to become restless.

The originally calm airflow seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand, forming tiny whirlpools.

The rhythmic energy in the air began to surge happily like awakened spirits. They gathered from all directions and rushed towards the Xuanshuang Liuyun Bow at a rapid speed.

"boom!"

The Xuanshuang Liuyun Bow seemed to have sensed this powerful call, and the runes on the bow glowed brighter and brighter.

The runes, which had originally radiated a faint blue light, now glowed like a burning flame, enveloping the entire valley in a blue glow. The light rippled like water, illuminating every corner of the valley. Even the distant mountains were stained with a mysterious blue light.

"This, this light..."

Yin Mo Luo stared at Ma Buliang and Xuanshuang Liuyun Bow nervously, his hands clenched unconsciously, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes wide open, staring at everything in front of him without blinking, and kept muttering:

"Hurry up, succeed soon!"

His face was filled with anxiety and anticipation, as if he couldn't wait to see Ma Buliang succeed so that he could immediately control this powerful force.

"Can his power also be used on Yikai?"

Ling Zuan stood aside, his arms folded across his chest, his eyes fixed on Ma Buliang's every move.

"I only have one chance. Should I take a gamble?"

His eyes were filled with curiosity, wondering how this unprecedented attempt would go, but also with worry, worried about the unpredictable consequences that would result if it failed. His mind was constantly thinking and analyzing every possible scenario, trying to prepare for it in advance.

"Can we really obtain this power? Husband, we..."

Huan Ye stood quietly there, his expression as solemn as an ancient statue.

Her eyes were always on the Xuanshuang Liuyun Bow, trying to discern what was about to happen from the constantly flickering light.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the valley was extremely tense. All the cats held their breath, as if time had stopped, waiting for the unknown result.

"boom!"

In an instant, a flash of light exploded, blinding the eyes. As the light gradually faded, the power of the Mysterious Frost Flowing Cloud Bow and the power of chaos reached a complete balance.

"Crash..."

The valley was shrouded in this strange light, as if it had been reshaped.

"Whoo~"

Ma Buliang slowly opened his eyes, sweat rolling down his cheeks. Although his face was pale, there was a hot and crazy fire burning in his eyes.

"Hahaha, looks like I succeeded!"

He raised his head and roared, his voice like rolling thunder, echoing back and forth in the valley, scaring the surrounding birds into fleeing in panic.

This power not only allowed him to return to the peak, but also improved him slightly. The ambition that had been suppressed for many years instantly expanded.

“Hahaha, that’s awesome!”

Yin Mo Luo was so excited that he danced with joy and suddenly jumped onto a huge rock, looking down from above as if he had dominated the entire world.

"What twelve sects, what bullshit guardian order? In the face of this power, they will all be reduced to dust! We will attack immediately and crush those pretentious guys one by one. Let them know who is the true overlord of Cat Land!"

His eyes were filled with madness and greed, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The scene of the cats from the twelve sects kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy kept appearing in his mind.

"Um……"

Master Lingzuan remained calm on the surface, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed his inner excitement. He slowly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with shrewd calculation, and sneered as he whispered:

"After years of planning, today we can finally let those so-called prestigious and upright sects have a taste of being overthrown. The structure of Cat Land will be rewritten by us! This balancing force is enough to put us at the top of Cat Land. What can those major sects do to us?"

"Cough cough..."

Huan Ye quickly put away the sharpness in his eyes and regained his usual calmness and rationality.

She coughed lightly, glanced at everyone, and said calmly:

"Don't be hasty. The Twelve Sects have a deep foundation. It is not wise to attack rashly. We have finally obtained this power, so we must act with caution."

"Um?"

The cats were slightly stunned. Yin Mo Luo was full of resentment and muttered:

"It's already this late, what are you waiting for?"

Huan Ye shook his head and explained patiently:

"While we can use this power to restore us to our peak state or even become stronger, we must not let our guard down. Don't forget, we still need time to fully stabilize this newly fused power."

After a pause, she added:

"Besides, the hidden injuries everyone suffered ten years ago are almost fully recovered. Once everyone is in peak condition, it won't be too late to take action."

"Yeah, that makes sense!"

Hearing this, the cats gradually calmed down. Indeed, the hidden injury from ten years ago had always been a hidden danger for them, and now that they had the opportunity to recover, they naturally couldn't miss it.

"Also, call the other Shangs as soon as possible..."

……

At this time, in the room they had left earlier, An was sitting quietly in the corner.

"Hmm~"

He glanced sideways casually, as if sensing something strange on the other side of the valley, but quickly shifted his gaze back to the book.

He looked calm, showing no interest in the bloody storm that was about to unfold outside, as if the conflicts in the world had nothing to do with him.

He was immersed in his own world, unmoved by anything. There seemed to be an invisible barrier between him and the madness outside.

……

At the same time, in that chaotic nothingness beyond the shackles of time and space.

An invisible figure, yet one that seemed to contain all the wisdom of the universe, slowly shook its head again, and then a heavy and helpless sigh sounded.

"Ugh……"

The sigh echoed in the endless void, but did not stir up any ripples in the hearts of the crazy guys in the valley.

"Mo Yun, Mo Yun, has your last bit of strength been plundered after all? But how can they touch your power at will?"

The figure's murmurs were like ancient echoes that had existed since the beginning of the universe, carrying with them endless vicissitudes and compassion.

"O foolish and ignorant greedy ones, you think that by controlling this power you can dominate everything, yet you are completely unaware that behind this power lies a massive crisis capable of subverting the entire world."

There was no angry roar or harsh rebuke in the voice of that figure, only the compassion that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, like a bottomless abyss, making people feel endless desolation and helplessness.

Knowing deeply that Mo Yun's power has been forcibly seized and abused, Maotu will inevitably fall into an unprecedented dark storm, and the turbulent waves caused by this storm may subvert the entire Maotu!

"Humph……"

Its gaze was like an invisible sharp blade, easily penetrating the barriers of space and accurately falling on the faces of the people in the valley that were distorted and fanatical due to greed and desire.

Ma Liang was gloating over his so-called "great achievements," his complacent look as if announcing to the world that he had become the new ruler of Maotu.

Yin Mo Luo was still immersed in the illusory dream of dominating the Cat Land, unable to extricate himself. He muttered to himself, as if he had seen the twelve sects trembling at his feet, kneeling and begging for mercy.

Master Ling Zuan frowned, his eyes gleaming with shrewdness and greed as he racked his brains to figure out how to maximize the use of this hard-earned power to achieve his long-held ambitions.

Huan Ye stood aside with a stern expression. Although he seemed calm and composed on the surface, his heart had already been ignited by the powerful force that was about to be obtained. He was calmly and decisively planning his next action plan.

However, none of them realized that their every move had already touched the most sensitive trigger of fate, and a catastrophe was quietly approaching.

"Well, perhaps this is the predetermined trajectory of fate, beyond human control."

The figure slowly closed his "eyes" that symbolized his all-seeing ability, and a faint mysterious halo appeared around him, as if he was having a silent conversation with the most mysterious rules in the universe.

"In that case, let this farce caused by greed and desire continue to unfold unchecked. But I will always remain hidden behind the dark curtain, silently observing all this, waiting for the crucial opportunity to rectify the chaos and reshape the world's order."

"Boom!"

Under its gaze filled with worry and expectation, the sky of Maotu had been quietly shrouded by a thick haze. The oppressive atmosphere seemed to be an ominous sign of the impending world-destroying storm.

"Hahaha……"

The cats in the valley, however, were still immersed in the joy of their impending "victory," reveling endlessly, completely oblivious to the imminent crisis. Every step they took was like a frantic dance on the edge of a cliff, pushing themselves and the entire cat kingdom further and further into a bottomless, dark abyss from which there was no escape.

And the unknown is also happening quietly...