Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"I'm so tired, I finally made it to the foot of the snow-capped mountains!"

A few days later, when they finally arrived at the jungle at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, night was slowly falling.

In the darkness as thick as ink, the aura of chaos surged like a tide.

Dafei found a few thick dead trees, smashed them hard on the ground to make a clearing, and then piled the collected dry branches and leaves into a bonfire.

Bai Tang took off the Justice Bell from his body and shook it gently. The golden light dispelled the black fog lingering around him and barely lit the bonfire.

As the firelight flickered, Xiaoqing carefully placed Mo Zi on a simple bed covered with vines, the water charm condensed on her fingertips becoming increasingly faint:

"My sister's condition...is worse than during the day."

Before she could finish her words, Mo Zi suddenly started coughing violently. The black blood from the corner of his mouth dripped onto the withered grass, instantly corroding a charred hole.

Wu Song leaned against a cracked old tree, with a broken stick across his knees, staring blankly at the ruins in the distance. The twisted beams and pillars looked like broken spines.

"What I've seen these past few days... Da Zong has become like this."

His voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible, and his Adam's apple kept trembling.

"The market was once bustling with people, but now only the remnants of chaos wander among the broken walls."

Memories came flooding back like a tide - children running and laughing under the morning bell, the shouts of his senior brothers during sparring in the training ground, and the voice of his mother always standing at the alley entrance at dusk calling him home.

But now, even the soil under my feet is a strange gray-black color, and every step I take seems like I am stepping into a broken dream.

"..."

Wu Song unconsciously rubbed the broken stick, and the uneven texture of the wood surface hurt his palm.

Had Chaos abandoned even the Da Zong? He looked at the collapsed bell tower in the distance. It had once been the core of the Da Zong's defense, but now only half of the broken wall remained, whimpering in the wind.

Why did those barriers, embodying the painstaking efforts of successive clan masters, crumble? Why did partners who once practiced martial arts together become puppets of Chaos?

Dafei threw a thick log into the fire, sparks flew into the air and quickly died out:

"Don't worry about it! Once we find the Mysterious Ice Healing Herb and rescue Ah Zi, we'll beat all these Chaos monsters away!"

His clenched fists made crackling sounds, but his eyes also hid worry about the unknown future.

Bai Tang stared at the dancing flames and suddenly spoke:

"What do you think... Will Huan Ye and the Five Cats come back? The aftermath of the battle that day seemed to have stirred up chaos throughout the entire Da Zong."

The cats fell silent, with only the crackling of the burning campfire, mixed with the roar of unknown beasts coming from afar, sounding particularly harsh in the night.

Wu Song was still immersed in painful thoughts. The snow-capped mountains shrouded in chaos in the distance were looming in the night. The flickering blue light seemed to be hope, but also like a trap luring them into the abyss.

……

As the night faded, the chaotic sky remained as dark as lead.

The bonfire had long been extinguished, leaving only a few wisps of smoke twisting and drifting in the cold wind.

Mo Zi was lying on the simple bed, his face as pale as paper, his breathing weak and rapid, and strange blue-black lines appeared on his body from time to time, spreading under his skin like spider webs.

"..."

Xiaoqing knelt beside Mo Zi, her eyes bloodshot, and the fatigue from a sleepless night was clearly visible on her face.

She gently held her sister's hand and carefully injected water into it, but it was like a drop in the ocean, and in the blink of an eye it was swallowed up by the chaotic power raging in Mo Zi's body.

"Sister's body temperature is getting lower and lower, but the chaotic energy is constantly eroding her meridians."

Xiaoqing's voice was choked with sobs, and her eyes were full of helplessness and anxiety as she looked at everyone.

Bai Tang squatted down, the bell of justice felt slightly hot on his chest, but it still couldn't relieve Mo Zi's pain.

"The Xuanbing Healing Herb might be able to save Sister Zi, but this snowy mountain..."

He looked up at the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance, shrouded in chaotic clouds and mist. A blizzard was howling on the mountaintop, rolling up thousands of snow waves.

"The cold wind and chaotic aura on the mountain will only make Sister Zi's condition worse."

Da Fei frowned, crossed his strong arms in front of his chest, and said in a muffled voice after a long silence:

"How about I stay here to guard Ah Zi while you guys go find the spiritual herbs? But what if a Chaos Monster comes..."

His words were full of worry, and his clenched fists unclenched, obviously not completely sure.

Wu Song leaned against the tree trunk, unconsciously drawing circles on the ground with the broken stick.

The tragic scene of Da Zong was still lingering in his mind. Looking at Mo Zi's appearance at this moment, he felt mixed emotions.

"We can't take the risk. If we take Ah Zi up the mountain and she collapses, we won't be able to rescue her in the blizzard. But if we leave her here..."

His voice paused. Everyone understood that chaos was rampant in the Dazong territory, and Mo Zi, who was left alone, was also in great danger.

"But if you delay any longer, I really can't hold on any longer!"

Xiaoqing's voice was filled with tears, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"The Mysterious Ice Healing Herb might be our only hope. We can't give up!"

The cats were in a stalemate, and silence filled the air.

The surrounding jungle was eroded by the chaotic atmosphere, and strange sounds were heard from time to time, adding a bit of oppression.

"Otherwise."

White sugar breaks the silence,

"Let's first look for a safe route up the mountain at the foot of the mountain and find out the situation on the mountain. If we can find a sheltered place to accommodate Sister A Zi, we will find a way to bring her up. If it is too dangerous..." He did not continue, but everyone understood the meaning of the second half of the sentence.

Wu Song nodded:

"This is the only way. Dafei, you and I will go explore the way first. Xiaoqing will take care of A Zi, and Bai Tang will keep an eye on the surroundings. No matter what, we can't let A Zi get into trouble."

After making their decision, the cats took action. Dafei and Wusong, weapons tightly grasped, cautiously approached the snowy mountain. Xiaoqing stayed close to Mo Zi, Shuiyun was always ready, and Baitang observed his surroundings vigilantly, the Bell of Justice flashing.

Mo Zi, lying on the ground, was still unconscious, waiting for their decision and also waiting for the Xuanbing Healing Herb that might save his life.