A cat that lingers beside a saint

Yang Jian remained silent. He felt that what Su Bai said made a lot of sense, but the key was that he couldn't refute it.

After all, this junior uncle is indeed not human.

In the distance, the celestial dog kept its ears perked up, secretly listening to the conversation between the person and the cat.

Although he didn't like Su Bai, he had to admit that Su Bai's words made some sense.

Thinking about it carefully, he doesn't seem to be human either.

……

That night, Su Bai found a random place and went to sleep.

As for Yang Jian, he was still drinking alone in the courtyard.

As a deity, even the most delicious wine from a mortal is unlikely to make a deity drunk.

At most, one might feel a little dizzy, but if one slightly mobilizes their magical power, that dizziness will quickly disappear.

The next day, as dawn was breaking, Su Bai woke up early.

Seeing Yang Jian still sitting at the stone table, he was about to go forward when he heard Nezha's voice coming from afar.

"Second brother, I'm here!"

"I heard from Clairvoyant that he saw you drinking here all day yesterday. Are you still thinking about what happened before?"

Yang Jian chuckled and said, "You've got that clairvoyant eye watching me?"

"Are you afraid I'll do something foolish?"

Nezha chuckled, his little face slightly flushed: "Isn't it because you seemed a bit off outside the Moon Palace earlier, and I was worried about you?"

"Rest assured, I, Yang Jian, am now a righteous god of the Heavenly Court, and I bear the responsibility for the lives of the people in this region. If I were to do anything outrageous, the people of Guanjiangkou would likely be buried with me."

"I understand that."

Nezha stepped forward and nudged Yang Jian's belly with his little arm, saying, "Second Brother, you can't just say things like that. What do you mean by making the people of Guanjiang Estuary pay with their lives?"

"The Heavenly Court has its own rules. Under no circumstances should one treat mortals..." Before he could finish speaking, Nezha suddenly covered his mouth.

"Oh, just stop thinking about the past. It's all in the past."

"Look at me, back then I just accidentally killed Ao Bing and then accidentally pulled out his dragon tendons. That old mudfish thought he would make the people of Chentang Pass pay for his son's death."

"In the end, didn't I strip him of his dragon scales and almost send him to the Investiture of the Gods to reunite with his son?"

At this point, Yang Jian couldn't help but say, "You didn't get away with it either. Didn't you still have to return your bones to your father and your flesh to your mother?"

"So, what's past is past. Look at me, I'm living a very happy life now, aren't I?"

Yang Jian's lips curled slightly upward: "Then why do you keep staring at that tower in the Heavenly King's hand?"

Upon hearing this, Nezha's eye twitched slightly.

"That tower... is quite beautiful. You know I have three heads and six arms. I'm thinking that if I grow two more arms someday, my hands can't be empty."

Nezha's eyes darted around, and he wanted to continue explaining, but he just happened to see Su Bai coming out of the house.

He quickly changed the subject, saying, "Hey, didn't this little cat Daoist go to the Moon Palace? What's he doing here?"

Without waiting for Yang Jian's reply, he quickly ran towards Su Bai.

He picked Su Bai up in one swift motion and, without waiting for Su Bai to speak, shoved his fingers into his mouth.

"Does Master Cat still remember our previous agreement?"

"You can't go back on your word, or you'll have to go through all eighteen levels of hell when you go there."

Su Bai rolled her eyes. Although her eyes showed resistance, her teeth disobeyed and began to gnaw on the teeth.

"By the way, when I had Thousand-Mile Eyes look at you, I also had him take a look at Third Sister. I think I might need to remind you about this."

Nezha picked up Su Bai, then changed the subject, his tone becoming somewhat serious.

Yang Jian frowned immediately upon hearing Yang Chan's name.

There's nothing in this world he can care about now, but Yang Chan is the only thing he can't let go of. He'd rather risk his own life than ignore Yang Chan's fate.

Nezha hesitated slightly.

Although it's just a guess, I still feel a little uneasy.

Fortunately, he and Qianliyan had a good relationship, and after working together for so many years, the grudges from back then had long since dissipated.

Moreover, the clairvoyant is quite simple; he never says things he shouldn't.

However, Nezha felt that he still needed to give Yang Jian a heads-up.

"The all-seeing eye saw that Third Sister seemed to be getting very close to a mortal."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian stood frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

In that instant, he even recalled everything that had happened back then.

The next second, without saying a word, Yang Jian picked up the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword, transformed into a streak of light, and flew towards Mount Hua.

Nezha held Su Bai in his arms and followed closely behind, flying away together.

"Second brother, please let me finish!"

"What's that person's name? What does he look like? Is he a mortal or a cultivator?" Yang Jian moved extremely fast, his grip on the three-pointed double-edged sword was so tight that it creaked.

"Wait a minute, let me finish!"

Nezha sped up and rushed directly in front of Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, have you gone mad?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Kill a mortal?"

"Do you know what the consequences of your actions will be?"

Yang Jian's eyes widened, and he roared angrily, "Of course I know, but I absolutely cannot stand by and watch my third sister repeat Mother's mistakes!"

"Immortals and mortals are separate; humans and immortals cannot communicate!"

"I..." Yang Jian's face turned ashen, veins bulging on his forehead, "I can't watch her go down the wrong path!"

Su Bai, who was being held in Nezha's arms, suddenly released Nezha's grip, peeked out at Yang Jian, and said, "What does the Third Holy Mother's own choice have to do with you?"

Yang Jian was taken aback: "But she's my sister!"

"You can stop it for a while, but can you stop it forever?"

"Then what should I do!" Yang Jian suddenly swung his weapon, and for a moment the sky was cloudless.

"I believe that there must be a reason why such a rule exists in the Heavenly Court."

"I heard my master say that in ancient times, the goddess Nuwa created humans. The humans she created communicated with the witch tribe, which made these humans incredibly strong, and some of them could even communicate with ghosts and gods."

"This also led to the rejection of these humans by their own kind. After all, in the eyes of most mortals, no one should have abilities far superior to others. Once you have such abilities that others do not have, you are either a monster or an anomaly."

"Among the vast mortal population, if there is one among ten thousand mortals who is different from others, then he will become the target of everyone's criticism."

"But desire is something that comes from the heart, and it shouldn't be suppressed; the problem should be addressed at its source."

Yang Jian frowned slightly and said, "Isn't the source that mortal?"

Su Bai smiled and shook his head: "Wrong, the source is the Heavenly Rules."