The white cat couldn’t open the warehouse door; it fretfully pounced, ripped, and bit at the door, and then looked eagerly at the three people.
Its eyes were an extremely beautiful violet, just like gemstones; An Jing felt that this cat possessed a supernatural intelligence that was unimaginable, which in turn made him shiver not from the cold.
But this shivering came not from the seemingly mad little cat that kept tearing and biting the steel door, but from the guess in An Jing’s heart.
Exhaling, An Jing momentarily set aside all other thoughts and used the Taibai Luminous Godly Ban to destroy the metal security door and opened the Night Niche Gang’s treasure house.
What met their eyes were rows of Spirit Stones, neatly arranged. A massive quantity of incredibly orderly, ingot-shaped Spirit Stones filled each shelf, no doubt the Night Niche Gang’s treasured collection, the Blood Pill Great Medicine they refined in another method.
With an icy gaze, An Jing surveyed the rows of Spirit Stones, seeing not wealth but the condensation of countless lives.
At that moment, the white cat suddenly let out a shriek that was either ecstasy or madness. It leapt up and ran toward the depths of the treasure house as if it were flying.
The three exchanged glances and then followed.
What lay deep in the Night Niche Gang’s treasure house was no longer Spirit Stones but numerous exceedingly rare and precious Spiritual Materials and advanced prosthetic bodies. Entering the realm of a normal treasure house, An Jing was not interested in these because the Spiritual Materials of the Tianyuan Realm did not compare to the Huai Xu Realm, and he had no use for prosthetic bodies, hence he signaled Huo Qingnian Spring to collect them all.
However, it was at the very depths of the treasure house that the white cat stopped in its tracks.
All three arrived at the spot.
They were all simultaneously taken aback.
They saw a brain... and many types of bodies surrounding the brain.
The bodies were male and female; there were even cats identical to the white one, all young boys and girls, about eleven or twelve years old, with exceedingly beautiful features. They looked identical, as if they were twin brothers and sisters or siblings, but they were all asleep, immersed in cultivation tanks.
The young boys and girls had long silver hair that seemed soft and smooth like satin, gently swirling and tumbling in the cultivating fluid, resembling flowing waterfalls of silver ink. Their skin was snow-white, like porcelain or milk; their eyebrows were delicately long, they truly looked like the most exquisitely crafted porcelain dolls. As for looks, they were the most beautiful people An Jing had ever seen in both realms to date.
It was a charm meticulously designed, absolutely not something that could be had naturally.
Subdue Evil was taken aback, but An Jing saw the white cat circling the brain in an almost frantic spin, wailing. It was so anxious, so sorrowful. This little creature... no, this intelligent being turned its head to look at the three people, crying out in an appeal that was nearly pleading, almost like madness of self-destruction.
He or she was saying.
Nian Quan still didn’t understand, but An Jing’s breathing became heavier, and Huo Qing also realized it. He looked at the bodies of the young boys and girls with a terrifying gaze, and then, at the cat.
He said, almost trembling: "Are these humans? They put human souls into cats; they... not only kill people, not only consume humans, but they even do this... "
"Treat people as, no... manufactured into pets?!"
An Jing walked up, gently stroking the back of the small cat. The white cat instinctively bit at An Jing’s hand, then jumped backward. Although it couldn’t bite through, the fierceness, urgency, and unwillingness to be touched showed many things.
It, or he, or she, didn’t know the answer to this question. This body, whether it be a boy, girl, or cat, might not necessarily be its original body. What does it really look like? Who are its parents, and where is its former life? No one knows, no one understands, it is now just a cat, with the soul of Spirit Wisdom and the body of a beast. But there’s only one answer now.
Its Soul Spirit is a human slave, maliciously imprisoned and toyed with. If An Jing and the others had not arrived, what future would it have faced?
To be happily nurtured, living out its life this way?
Now it is still unyielding, still rebelling, still leading them here to the treasure house. But if it were tamed, becoming an obedient little cat, occasionally crawling in the form of a cat in its master’s embrace, occasionally leaning as a boy or girl at the master’s knees... Haha, what a prestigious thing that would be.
Clever, intelligent, wiser than real cats, a pet made from people and thousands of times more docile.
An Jing lowered his gaze and suddenly laughed.