Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

The icicles clinging to the tip of the spear were no more than three inches from Wuqing's brow. The cold mist meandered down the shaft of the spear, condensing into a ring of fine ice flowers at Moyun's feet.

"!"

The Star Luo Class, watching from a distance, were on tenterhooks. Bai Tang pressed her paws tightly against the Justice Bell, her ears taut.

"Oh no! Mo Yun is definitely going to make a move! He hates cats who willingly get involved with Chaos the most. With Wu Qing's attitude, he might be dealt with on the spot!"

"elder brother……"

Xiaoqing gripped the water sleeves at her waist, her fingertips turning white from the force, her voice filled with anxiety:

"Even if Lord Ruthless chose Chaos, it would be too hasty to go straight for the kill... We need to find a way to stop him."

Wu Song had already held the staff horizontally in front of his chest, the tip of which flickered with tiny flames, his words carrying a hint of arrogant composure:

"What's the rush? First, assess the situation. If it really comes to a fight, I won't let him make a rash move that could end the cat's life."

Dafei clenched his fists, his brow furrowed.

"I hope Brother Moyun can calm down. After all, not all cats that are involved with Chaos are bad people. Perhaps Lord Wuqing is just thinking the wrong way."

Mo Zi, standing to the side, also frowned slightly. She knew Mo Yun's hatred for chaos better than Xing Luo Ban, but she also knew that taking action rashly was not a good idea. She could only quietly watch the scene, ready to step forward and dissuade her at any time.

In the arena, Wuqing suddenly chuckled softly. There was no fear in his laughter; instead, it was filled with an arrogant disdain for all living beings.

He slowly raised his hand, and a vortex of deep purple chaotic power swirled in his palm, steadily blocking the icy shards at the tip of the spear.

"What? The gun's practically pointed at your brow, and you're hesitating? Or do you know that killing me won't stop the chaos from sweeping across Cat Land?"

Mo Yun's eyes were as cold as the millennia-old ice of the Arctic. With a slight exertion of force on the spear shaft, the icicles moved forward another half step, and the cold air pressed down so hard that the surrounding air was covered in frost.

His voice was deep and cold, concealing undisguised disdain:

"You who willingly succumb to becoming a puppet of chaos, how dare you talk about the future of chaos? You haven't even seen the essence of chaos, you're just a fool who's been blinded by power."

"idiot?"

Ruthless seemed to have heard the most absurd words. The chaotic power in his palm suddenly surged, and the deep purple flames instantly engulfed the ice shards.

"You cats who cling to outdated rules are truly foolish! In the past, when Catland was in turmoil, the weak were bullied, and cats killed each other, wasn't that the fault of the old order?"

He suddenly flashed, and the power of chaos transformed into several sharp energy spikes, heading straight for Mo Yun's face.

"Only chaos can bring absolute power! Only power can suppress all strife! The new order I want to build is one where the strong rule, where there is no more bullying, no more compromise!"

Mo Yun touched the ground with her toes and her figure floated back several feet like a gust of wind. At the same time, she swung her spear horizontally, and the ice energy transformed into a crystal-clear ice wall, which steadily blocked the Chaos Spikes.

Spikes struck the ice wall with a piercing cracking sound, and the splashing chaotic energy landed on the ice surface, actually corroding small holes in the hard ice layer.

"No bullying?"

He sneered, raised his gun again, and stepped forward, the tip of the gun swirling into countless ice flowers, each one carrying a sharp, chilling aura.

"Have you ever seen ordinary cat people who lost their minds after being swallowed by chaos? Have you ever seen those cubs who froze and starved to death in the wilderness in order to escape chaos? In your 'new order,' they are nothing but dust trampled underfoot by the strong, nourishment for the power of chaos!"

"That's the price they pay for their weakness!"

With a furious roar, Wuqing unleashed a torrent of chaotic power, transforming into a colossal chaotic beast that bared its fangs and lunged at Mo Yun.

"The law of the jungle is the law of Cat Land! I'm just putting this law out in the open! Once I unify Cat Land with Chaos, all cats will have to abide by the rules I set, and then the country will naturally be peaceful and prosperous!"

The Star Luo Class couldn't contain themselves any longer. Bai Tang was the first to leap into the air, the Justice Bell jingling in front of her chest.

"Brother Moyun! We can't let him run wild, but don't kill him either!"

Xiaoqing followed closely behind, flicking out her water sleeves, which transformed into two ribbons of water that wrapped around the limbs of the chaotic beast:

"Ruthless Lord, wake up! Chaos only brings destruction; it can't build any new order at all!"

Wu Song's flames condensed and pierced towards the giant beast's eyes:

"Stop being so stubborn! If you continue like this, you will only be completely swallowed by chaos!"

Fei slammed his fists into the ground, unleashing earth energy that transformed into two pillars of earth to block the giant beast's advance. Mo Zi also shifted slightly, gathering her energy in her palms, ready to provide support at any moment.

Mo Yun caught a glimpse of the Star Luo Class's actions, and the chilling aura emanating from the tip of her spear subsided slightly, but her gaze toward Wu Qing remained icy.

He dodged the beast's pounce, and the tip of his spear precisely pierced the beast's brow—the very core of its ruthless power.

"If you remain obstinate, don't blame me for crippling your chaotic power."

Mo Yun's voice carried an undeniable resolve. Ice energy flowed from the tip of the spear, condensing into a thick layer of ice between the giant beast's brows, forcefully suppressing the spread of chaotic power.

Wuqing's expression changed drastically. He could clearly feel his power being frozen by the icy energy, and he hurriedly activated the chaotic energy throughout his body to resist:

"You dare! My great cause of establishing a new order must not be ruined by you!"

The chaotic behemoth let out a wild roar, its surrounding flames flickering as it engaged in a fierce struggle with the icy energy.

The air currents in the field became increasingly violent, and the forces of ice and chaos collided, stirring up ice shards and purple mist everywhere, even causing the surrounding trees to be tossed about.

Bai Tang and the others were jolted backward by the gust of wind. Xiao Qing, supporting Da Fei whose eyes were swollen shut by the wind, said urgently:

"This is too dangerous! Both my brother and Lord Wuqing are about to lose control of their power!"

Wu Song wiped the traces of air splashed from the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice:

"We need to find a way to separate them! Otherwise, it will only result in mutual destruction!"

Looking at the stalemate in the arena, Mo Zi suddenly spoke:

"Although my brother's power of rhythm is strong, it also has weaknesses; the ruthless power of chaos is fierce, but it is no match for the freezing power of ice rhythm. We can start from these two points and restrain him separately!"

Just as the Star Luo Clan was discussing countermeasures, the Chaos Beast in the arena suddenly let out a mournful cry, and fine cracks appeared on the ice layer between its brows. Beads of sweat also seeped from Mo Yun's forehead—the long-term suppression of the Chaos Power had greatly depleted his Rhyme Power.

Seeing this, a ruthless glint flashed in Wuqing's eyes, and he didn't hesitate to burn his own cultivation to increase the power of chaos even further:

"So what if we perish together! As long as we can break the old order, I don't care if I die!"

Mo Yun's eyes narrowed, and she abruptly pulled back her spear. Then, she slammed the spear shaft heavily onto the ground. The icy energy spread along the ground, instantly forming an ice prison under Wu Qing's feet, firmly locking his limbs in place.

"Not worth mourning?"

He walked step by step to the ice prison, the tip of his gun pointed at the ruthless man inside, his tone full of mockery.

"You don't even understand the meaning of 'order,' so what are you talking about breaking and rebuilding? True order is never about oppression by force, but about allowing every cat to live peacefully. Your so-called great cause is nothing more than an excuse to satisfy your own selfish desires."

Locked in the ice prison, Wuqing continued to struggle, the power of chaos surging within, yet unable to break through the ice.

He looked at Mo Yun, his eyes filled with resentment and indignation:

"I'm not wrong! When chaos has fully descended, you'll see that I'm the one who's right!"

Seeing this, Xingluo Class rushed over, and Baitang breathed a sigh of relief:

"Thank goodness nothing serious happened! Brother Mo Yun, you weren't planning to kill him, were you?"

Mo Yun retracted her spear, and some of the icy energy dissipated, but the ice prison remained sturdy.

“Killing him will only encourage more cats to follow suit, blinded by chaos. Letting him see what true catland is is more useful than killing him.”

Xiaoqing looked at Wuqing in the cell and whispered, "Wuqing, wake up. Brother is right, chaos can't bring peace."

Ruthless turned his head away, closed his eyes tightly, and stopped speaking, clearly still stubbornly clinging to his own opinion.

Mo Yun glanced at him, then said to Xingluo Class and Mo Zi:

"Take him away first and find a place to keep him under guard. As for Chaos, we have more important things to do."

……

Ruthless's body surged with chaotic power, transforming into a colossal chaotic beast with gaping fangs and a gaping maw, lunging towards Mo Yun. At that moment, in the dense forest not far away, several figures dressed in black iron uniforms and wearing cold iron masks stood silently—it was none other than the cat of the Supervisor Sect.

They concealed their auras deeply, their eyes fixed on the fierce battle through the branches and leaves. No one spoke, only their eyes beneath their iron masks were deep and focused as they silently observed Mo Yun's icy power, the ruthless chaotic power, and the movements of the Star Luo Class.