Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

Chapter 512 Three mysterious cats?

"Um--"

The mysterious cat sat quietly on the boulder, its eyes like a hawk fixed on the group of dark purple cats on the stone bridge who were bewildered by the sound of the flute and unaware of it, with all kinds of meticulous plans surging in its mind.

"Da da da……"

His fingers tapped rhythmically on the rough surface of the boulder, making a dull and regular sound, like the drumbeat of fate, foreshadowing the upcoming changes.

……

The temperature around them dropped suddenly, and a strange chill filled the air.

"Humph……"

The cold-blooded Er Niang wore a hood decorated with a pink triangular pattern, her long blue hair hung down on her shoulders, and she was dressed in a dark robe. Her figure flashed like a ghost in the dark purple light.

She moved silently, like a ghost in the dark night. The sharp spear in her hand exuded a cold aura, and the red feathers on the tip of the spear looked like solidified blood, swaying gently in the breeze.

"..."

Almost at the same time, the ground began to shake violently, and accompanied by a low roar, Iron Claw Five suddenly jumped out from the ground.

He was a burly man, wearing a green cloak, with a unique mark on his exposed belly. The huge three-toothed rake in his hand made a whistling sound, as if it could easily tear the air apart.

The surrounding airflow was disturbed by this powerful force, forming small vortices.

"..."

Wuxin Yiqing walked out steadily in a cloud of light purple smoke.

He wore a black and white headdress with an orange edge, his short silver hair fluttered slightly, and his face was covered by a lavender mask, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes.

The smoke slowly swirled around him as if it had life, highlighting his mysteriousness.

"?"

The mysterious cat was slightly startled, a look of surprise appeared on its face, but it quickly regained its composure and said:

"Oh, Wuxin Yiqing, Lengxue Erniang, Tiezhua Wuneng, why are you three here?"

Wu Xin Yiqing bowed slightly, took a step forward, and spoke in a low but clear voice:

"The three of us are just passing by and dare not disturb the Master Flute Master's elegant enjoyment."

The mysterious cat sat upright on a huge rock, its playful gaze as if real, shooting straight at Wuxin Yiqing, Lengxue Erniang and Tiezhua Wuneng.

"Ah……"

In an instant, an extremely oppressive and majestic aura burst out from his body, like a powerful storm, raging wildly in the surroundings.

In an instant, sand and rocks flew everywhere, the sky became dark, and the wind whistled through the air, as if it was going to drag everything in the world into endless chaos.

Wu Xin Yiqing's light purple robe was lifted high by the strong wind, and the corners of his clothes fluttered wildly like a flag fluttering in the wind.

But his whole body was as steady as a rock, his back was straight, his expression was calm and composed, and his deep eyes were unperturbed, like an ancient statue that had experienced the baptism of time and witnessed countless changes in the world, standing quietly in the wind, and no matter how the wind howled, it could not be shaken in the slightest.

"boring……"

The cold-blooded Er Niang's hood was shaking violently under the strong wind, and her long blue hair seemed to be pulled by invisible hands, flying wildly, and a few strands of hair were stuck to her cold and determined face.

"Humph……"

But she ignored it completely. The spear in her hand trembled slightly in the strong wind. The sharp tip of the spear flashed a cold light in the dim light, like a beast ready to attack, ready to deal a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.

"interesting……"

Iron Claw Wuneng is of unusually large stature, his green cloak rustling in the strong wind like a flag waving on the battlefield, demonstrating his strength and unruliness.

He was rooted firmly in the spot like a towering mountain, his feet sinking deep into the ground, stirring up circles of dust.

Although the wind was strong enough to blow down towering trees, it could not shake him at all. He stood there silently and firmly, emitting a terrifying deterrent force.

"You told me you didn't dare disturb my interests, so how dare you talk to me?"

The mysterious cat's voice seemed to be wrapped in frost, icy and intimidating, and it was clearly transmitted to every corner in this howling wind.

"Ha ha……"

Wu Xin Yiqing remained calm and composed, his expression still humble and polite. He bowed slightly, a gentle smile plastered on his face, and said in a very sincere tone:

"Master Flute Master, we are truly just passing through here by chance. If our presence annoys you, we will depart immediately and never bother you again."

The mysterious cat looked impatient, and waved his hand casually, accompanied by a cold snort full of disgust:

"Hmph, then get out of here right away and don't stand here and get in my way. If you ruin my plan, you'll be in big trouble!"

"Okay, I'll leave now..."

Upon seeing this, Wuxin Yiqing bowed respectfully again, turned around and prepared to quickly leave this troubled place with his companions.

"..."

Just as he turned around, a powerful rhythmic energy suddenly burst out from Mo Zi's body. The rhythmic energy was vigorous and unique, and spread rapidly like an invisible ripple.

"What!"

Lengxue Er Niang was the first to notice this abnormality. Her pupils suddenly shrank, and her instinct as a cultivator made her instantly realize the extraordinary power of this rhythm.

A hint of excitement and greed flashed in her eyes, and almost subconsciously, she quickly winked at Wu Xin Yiqing, her eyes full of exploration and desire.

"Oh?"

Wu Xin Yiqing was just about to leave when he caught a glimpse of Leng Xue Er Niang's gesture from the corner of his eye. His steps paused for a moment, his heart skipped a beat, and a hint of doubt arose in his mind.

However, he had been struggling in the underworld for many years and had long since developed a calm and steady temperament. His face was still as calm as water, without showing any abnormality.

"Whoo~"

He adjusted his breathing slightly, turned around slowly, and put on that perfect smile on his face again. With a hint of respect and tentativeness in his tone, he said:

"Master Flute Master, we left in such a hurry just now that we forgot to tell you something. To be honest, we just noticed the powerful rhythmic energy emanating from that girl, and we are extremely curious and want to learn more about it. We have never felt such unique fluctuations of power during our training, so we are sorry to stop here. I hope you will forgive me."

"Humph……"

The mysterious cat's expression, which had relaxed slightly because they were about to leave, instantly turned gloomy again, his brows tightly twisted into the shape of a "chuan" character, and his aura surged wildly again.

The surrounding air seemed to be ignited by this powerful force, making a "sizzling" sound, as if it would burn at any time.

"Oh? Just because of this? You'd better not play any tricks. If you dare to ruin my plan, all three of you will die!"

His voice was full of menace, like a roar from the depths of hell.

"boom!"

When Tiezhua Wuneng heard this, his hot temper was instantly ignited. He took a step forward, and his heavy steps caused the ground to shake violently, as if a small earthquake had occurred.

He roared in a muffled voice:

"I'm just curious about why that girl's power is so strange! We don't mean any other harm!"

As he spoke, he gripped the three-toothed rake tightly with both hands. His knuckles turned white from excessive force, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged out like angry little snakes.

His already ferocious eyes were now flashing with confusion and unwillingness as he stared straight in the direction of Mo Zi.

"cough……"

Wuxin Yiqing coughed lightly, took a step forward, and stood in front of Tiezhua Wuneng without leaving any trace to prevent him from acting impulsively.

He bowed his head slightly and said respectfully:

"Master Flute Master, we have absolutely no ill intentions. We are simply a cultivator's instinctive curiosity about powerful forces. If you could help us with any of this, we would be deeply grateful. If you find it inconvenient, we will withdraw immediately."

As he spoke, he secretly observed the changes in the flute player's expression, secretly guessing what the other person was thinking.