A cat that lingers beside a saint

Although I was puzzled, I didn't think much of it.

Previously, outside the Moon Palace, Yang Jian felt a little unbalanced because of the Queen Mother's attitude towards Su Bai.

Looking back now, it seems somewhat ridiculous.

Even if the gods and immortals didn't know the kitten's identity, they probably wouldn't have any ill intentions towards it.

Moreover, Su Bai did not possess any demonic aura or any repulsive presence.

Yang Jian gave a self-deprecating smile and shook his head slightly.

……

Su Bai was clearly still in shock. He lay there for a long time before he finally stood up, albeit shakily.

"You have no idea, I just said a couple of casual words, and he abandoned me."

Yang Jian smiled, picked up Su Bai, and then walked towards the backyard.

This Zhenjun Temple is usually used by the people to offer incense, while the backyard is where Yang Jian lives.

Under normal circumstances, ordinary people cannot enter the backyard at all; even if they do, all they will see is a wasteland.

As Yang Jian walked, he raised his wine cup in front of Su Bai. Su Bai leaned forward and sniffed the wine. It smelled very good, but he didn't like to drink it.

"Junior Uncle must have said something to cause Wu Gang to throw you out."

"I've met Wu Gang; he's a very honest person."

"In this heavenly court, everyone has their own thoughts, but Wu Gang is the only one who seems very simple to me."

Su Bai opened his mouth, but hesitated for a long time before daring to voice the question he had asked Wu Gang.

The old Taoist priest said that immortals and gods have very keen eyes and ears, and there is even an old saying that "there are gods three feet above your head." If he were to repeat this saying again, he was afraid that the next time they met, he would not only be thrown into the human world, but into the eighteenth level of hell.

Thinking of this, Su Bai shook his head repeatedly: "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything."

Yang Jian smiled without saying a word, but kept chugging down cup after cup of wine.

……

There was a stone table and chairs in the backyard, and apart from the celestial dog not far away, there was no one else in the yard.

Su Bai lay on the stone table, first looking around, then glancing at Yang Jian, who was drinking alone.

Why are you all alone?

"Wasn't it quite crowded before?"

Yang Jian put down his wine cup, let out a long breath, and said, "There were indeed quite a lot of people yesterday. Third Sister, Nezha, and the Meishan brothers were all there. Everyone was drinking and admiring the moon. I don't know when Third Sister even learned how to make moon dumplings."

"My third sister told me that this mooncake has a special meaning; it symbolizes reunion and peace."

Mooncake Group?

Su Bai licked his paw; it must be a mooncake.

If that's the case, yesterday must have been the Mid-Autumn Festival. When I go back, I should bring some for my master and junior sister as well.

"Is it good? I want the mixed nuts filling."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian was slightly taken aback.

Seeing that Yang Jian remained silent, Su Bai couldn't help but purse his lips, then turned to look at Xiaotian Dog.

The Celestial Hound didn't really like Su Bai, especially when it heard its master call a Nascent Soul cultivator cat "Uncle-Master," which made it even more repulsive.

But given the seniority system, even if he disliked it, he had to put up with it.

"When does Junior Uncle plan to go back?"

Su Bai looked up and thought for a moment.

He rarely gets to come out, especially since he ran out right in front of his master this time. If he goes back now, who knows when he'll get another chance.

Going back now would be a real shame.

After all, between the outside world and the void, the outside world is clearly more vibrant.

"I'm not going back for now. If you don't mind, I can stay here with you for a few days."

Hearing this, Yang Jian laughed and said, "I don't have much of anything here, except plenty of empty rooms. Besides, logically speaking, it should be my junior uncle who doesn't mind. There's no reason for me to mind."

Su Bai chuckled, then jumped onto Yang Jian's shoulder and said, "You seemed a little off outside the Moon Palace earlier. What were you thinking back then?"

Yang Jian lowered his eyebrows slightly, staring at the full moon in his cup. After a moment, he slowly said, "I want to kill someone."

Su Bai looked at Yang Jian's face with some surprise.

His face was calm, but the calmer he appeared, the more one could sense the turmoil in Yang Jian's heart.

He wasn't joking when he said that; he genuinely wanted to kill someone at the time.

But Su Bai was puzzled as to who he wanted to kill.

The Queen Mother is the head of all female immortals in the Three Realms, and her cultivation level in the Heavenly Court is only higher than lower.

Although Yang Jian has mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts and possesses great skills, if he were to encounter those powerful beings who survived from ancient times, he probably wouldn't be able to cause any significant trouble.

As for Li Jing, Zhu Bajie, and the others...

Suddenly, Su Bai seemed to realize something, and looked at Yang Jian with a terrified expression, saying, "You wouldn't be thinking of killing me, would you?"

Yang Jian couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Little Cat Daoist is my martial uncle. The Investiture of the Gods war is long over. Although the Three Teachings no longer exist, they still exist in the hearts of their disciples."

"Since he is my martial uncle, how could I possibly harbor any intention to betray my master and ancestors?"

"That day outside the Moon Palace, I only thought of my mother, father, and brother. A murderous intent arose in my heart, but when I drew my sword and looked around, I was at a loss."

"The killing intent arose from the heart, yet the destination of the killing was unknown."

After saying that, Yang Jian raised his wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Last night was the night of the full moon. People say that the full moon is a time for family reunion, but my home was gone long ago."

Hearing Yang Jian's words, Su Bai let out a slight sigh of relief, then climbed from his shoulder onto his arm: "Don't you still have your third sister and the Meishan brothers?"

Yang Jian remained silent.

That being said, some things cannot be easily forgotten in just a few words.

Su Bai could understand Yang Jian's mindset.

However, in his view, killing was not a solution to the problem.

"My master once told me that hatred should not be deeply rooted in the heart of a spiritual practitioner."

"Hatred will lead to killing, and once a cultivator commits a killing, all his previous cultivation will be in vain."

"Master said that killing will only lead to more killing. If you kill the young, the old will appear; if you kill the old, even older ones will appear."

Yang Jian nodded slightly, agreeing with his grandmaster's words.

But Su Bai's next words left him speechless.

"Master said we should start from the source."

"Kill the oldest one first, then neither the old nor the young will dare to move."

"But what if the cultivation levels of the old and the young advance by leaps and bounds?" Yang Jian asked curiously.

Su Bai's brow twitched slightly: "Since you were able to kill the oldest one, that means you're already invincible. If you're already invincible, what's there to worry about?"

No one can be invincible forever.

"What does a spiritual practitioner have to do with cats?"