Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"Let me do it, Mother."

Mo Yun's voice suddenly rang out, with a firmness that was tempered by ice.

He slowly raised the hand holding the ice spear, and the cold light of the spear tip reflected on his tense profile. The upright lavender hairs behind his ears actually stretched a little at this moment, turning into flowing light patterns wrapped around the ends of his hair.

"Yun'er..."

The purple net on Molan's fingertips paused slightly, and when she turned her head to look at him, a hint of complexity flashed in her eyes.

But she didn't say anything, she just turned her wrist slightly and moved the barrier that was wrestling with chaos half an inch to the side - this was the battlefield given to Mo Yun.

"elder brother!"

Mo Zi subconsciously clenched the corner of his clothes. The fishy sweetness in his throat had not yet dissipated, but he couldn't help but look up at the tall figure.

She saw Mo Yun take a deep breath, and the light blue energy around him suddenly exploded, like ice flowers suddenly blooming in an extremely cold place, instantly covering the entire bamboo building.

The ice patterns condensed on the beams and pillars no longer melted, but instead spread wildly along the wood grain, weaving a cold ice net on the ground, freezing the spreading black air outside the mesh.

"Oh~"

The controlled Bai Tang tilted his head, the sharp edge of the ice spear reflected in his empty eyes, and a strange smile curled up at the corner of his mouth:

"Are you in such a hurry to die, little brat of the Shen Sect?"

"You don't deserve to use his body to say such things."

Mo Yun's voice was as cold as the collision of broken ice. He took a step forward suddenly, and the ice net under his feet made a "crackling" sound. Countless ice spikes climbed up along the gun body and condensed into a rotating ice wheel at the tip of the gun.

He caught a glimpse of the charred corners of medical paper in Mo Zi's arms, remembered Xiao Qing flying backwards just now, and remembered the severe pain that came from Yunli Bridge, which belonged to his sister. The pent-up anger finally burst out of his chest.

"Rhythm power—condense!"

The moment the ice spear cut through the air, the moisture in the bamboo building seemed to be drawn out and condensed into millions of ice arrows hanging in the air.

"I will make you regret coming into this world..."

Mo Yun's figure turned into a light blue stream of light in the ice mist, and the ice wheel on the tip of the gun, with a sharp whistle that tore the wind, pierced directly into Bai Tang's chest - that was the place where the chaotic aura was the strongest, and also the original location of Bai Tang's heart.

"Out of control."

The black gas surged violently and condensed into a pitch-black shield in front of Bai Tang. The shield was covered with twisted runes, and each character was dripping with smelly black water.

The moment the ice spear collided with the black shield, there was no loud noise as imagined, only the fierce bite of ice and black. The ice wheel rotated and rolled over the shield, stirring up ice chips and black mist all over the sky. The floor of the bamboo building cracked inch by inch under this force, revealing the damp soil underneath.

"Dragon Tango..."

Mo Yun turned his wrist, and the ice spear suddenly changed direction. The tip of the spear slid across the edge of the black shield, bringing up a string of sparks.

He used this force to spin around and leap up, his toes touching the shaking beam. Light blue rhythmic energy poured down like a waterfall, condensing into a long whip made of ice in mid-air, and "snapping" it towards the back of Bai Tang's neck - that was where the rhythmic energy nodes were most densely populated, and also the gap where the chaos control power was relatively weak.

"Humph."

Bai Tang seemed to have eyes on his back. His body shook violently and turned into a black gas to avoid the long whip.

The ice whip hit the wooden pillar, and the entire pillar was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture. However, the moment the black air passed by, it began to decay from the inside, and the ice shell shattered into powder.

"Brother, be careful!"

Mo Zi's heart was in her throat. She struggled to get up from the ground, holding onto the wall to gather her rhythmic power, but found that the purple light in her body was still weak.

Nanny Rong held her shoulders and whispered:

"Don't move, your brother is waiting for an opportunity."

Mo Zi was stunned and looked in the direction of Aunt Rong's gaze - he saw that Mo Yun's ice spear seemed to be attacking in a disorderly manner, but in fact, every time it was swung, it would spread tiny ice threads in the bamboo building.

Those ice threads are as thin as hair, but carry a pure rhythmic power, weaving into an invisible net along the trajectory of the black air.

When Bai Tang transformed into black gas again and tried to get behind Mo Yun, Mo Yun suddenly put away his gun and pressed his palm against the ground:

"Knot!"

Countless ice threads tightened instantly, condensing into a crystal clear ice cage in mid-air, locking the black air tightly in the center.

The railings of the ice cage were engraved with the purification runes of the Body Sect. Every time a rune lit up, the black air would violently churn, emitting a piercing scream.

"Little tricks!"

The black gas collided wildly in the cage, the ice cage made a creaking sound, and cracks began to appear on the railings.

Mo Yun gritted his teeth and poured his rhythmic energy into it. Fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, and the hair behind his ears stood up again - his strength was almost reaching its limit, but he couldn't stop.

He remembered how Bai Tang always loved to snatch his dried fish, but would secretly give him a piece of hot osmanthus cake when he was punished by his master to stand.

I remembered Mo Zi holding the medical book and saying seriously, "Brother's rhythmic energy is too agitated. I want to find a way to calm you down."

These images were like a warm current flowing through the heart, transforming into a more powerful force that was injected into the ice spear.

Mo Yun suddenly raised his head, and pointed his ice spear directly at the densest mass of black air in the cage. His voice was filled with unquestionable determination:

"In the name of my sect, Mo Yun, Yun force—break!"

The ice spear turned into a blue-purple meteor. The moment it broke through the ice cage, it exploded into countless tiny ice needles in mid-air. Each needle was wrapped with a purification rune, and pierced into the depths of the black air like a rainstorm.

"what--!"

A shrill scream echoed throughout the bamboo building, and the black air twisted and shrank wildly, revealing Bai Tang's original figure.

He knelt on the ground, clutching his chest tightly with both hands. Black lines emerged from under his skin, and were forced back by the ice needles. As he went back and forth, his body trembled violently and a look of pain appeared on his face - that was no longer the hideousness of Chaos, but Bai Tang's own struggle.

"Sugar..."

Xiaoqing covered her wound and choked with sobs.

Mo Yun did not stop, he knew this was the most critical moment.

He leaped up, and the ice spear gathered the last bit of rhythmic power. The tip of the spear flashed with an almost transparent blue light, and with the determination to purify everything, it stabbed towards Bai Tang's chest again.

This time, there was no black air blocking the way, only Bai Tang's eyes slightly raised, regaining a hint of clarity.

"Pfft-"

The sound of the ice spear penetrating the chest was very light, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

Mo Yun froze. He looked at the wound on Bai Tang's chest. The black air was being purified bit by bit by the power of the ice spear, turning into white mist and dissipating in the air.

Bai Tang's body shook, but he suddenly smiled.

The smile was light, with a sense of relief, and even a tear oozed from the corner of his eye. He looked at Mo Yun, his lips moved, and his voice was so weak that it sounded like a sigh:

"Brother Mo...thank you..."

He couldn't finish the rest of the words as his body fell limply with a faint smile on his face.

The black energy wrapped around him completely dissipated, revealing his originally pure white hair. However, the wound on his chest was still slowly oozing light golden blood - that was the sign of the loss of pure rhythmic energy.

Mo Yun pulled out the ice spear, and the ice on the spear melted instantly, turning into water droplets.

He stood there, looking at the fallen sugar, and suddenly felt that all the strength in his body had been drained.

The anger and determination he had just felt now turned into a huge void, leaving him without even the strength to raise his hand.

Molan came over and gently pressed on his shoulder.

Mo Yun turned her head, her eyes red, but she stubbornly refused to let the tears fall:

"Mother, I..."

"You did the right thing."

Molan's voice was soft, yet it carried a soothing power.

"He's freed."

Mo Zi and Xiao Qing staggered over and squatted beside Bai Tang.

Xiaoqing stretched out her hand, wanting to touch but not daring to, tears falling to the ground: "Bai Tang... wake up..."

Mo Zi's fingertips gently brushed Bai Tang's cheek, where a trace of warmth still remained.

She looked at the relieved smile on Bai Tang's face and suddenly understood what he wanted to say last.

He must have wanted to say thank you to them for not letting him be Chaos' puppet forever.

But there was a hint of regret in his eyes. Mo Zi remembered what he always said:

"Once Chaos is defeated, I will fill the entire Cat Land with flowers!"

Now, he is free, but he did not live to see that day.

The wind outside the bamboo building gradually subsided, and the sunlight shone through the broken roof and fell on Bai Tang's quiet face.

Mo Yun looked at the dust floating in the beam of light and suddenly tightened his grip on the cold gun barrel - he would continue on his way with Bai Tang's regret.

One day, Maotu will be full of flowers, and then he will tell Baitang: Look, you did it.