Seeing them walk away, Wen Xiao’ai brought two fingers together and a streak of purple light flashed at her fingertips. The next second, the ropes tied around her burst apart, piece by piece.
Jun Moyan, watching the ropes suddenly snap on her body, instinctively let go of her and stood straight, quickly retreating a meter away, distancing himself from the danger.
Wen Xiao’ai stood up while tossing the severed ropes from her body onto the ground.
"Jun Moyan, I really am Xiaoguai, I didn’t lie to you," she said.
"Look into my eyes, and the birthmark behind my ear," Wen Xiao’ai stepped forward, trying to show Jun Moyan the back of her ear.
However, Moyan took a step back, looking at her with a mixture of vigilance and even disgust.
Seeing his reaction, Wen Xiao’ai stamped her foot in anger, "What do I have to do to make you believe I am Xiaoguai?"
Jun Moyan frowned, watching the woman who kept insisting "I am Xiaoguai." The veins on his temple throbbed incessantly.
"It seems you’ve been plotting for a long time, even knowing what features my cat has, and what it’s called, to the smallest detail," he said.
Thought you could wear colored contacts, fake the same birthmark as Xiaoguai, and then really believe you’ve become a cat!
Are you foolish, thinking others are too?
"I’ll ask one last time, where is my cat?"
Jun Moyan was about to explode in anger. Did this woman never end? Did she really think being stubborn would make him believe she was Xiaoguai transformed?
Was she questioning his intelligence, or was she truly delusional?
"You’re really stubborn. Fine, if you say you’re Xiaoguai transformed, then transform back into a cat and show me," he challenged.
Wen Xiao’ai was taken aback, her face twisted in difficulty as she clasped her hands together, "Transform, transform back into a cat, right now, that might not be possible."
Her inner core was only repaired to less than seventy percent, barely enough to maintain her human form.
Moreover, in the Human Realm, manas were weakened, suppressed, and with her current condition, it was likely impossible to switch between her human and original forms.
Unless she was grievously wounded and forced back to her original form...
Or she could lay on him again to absorb energy for a period of time, which would allow her to switch freely between her forms.
"Heh..." Jun Moyan gave a cold laugh, "So, you can transform into a human but can’t change back into a cat?"
Wen Xiao’ai had a conflicted look on her face, "Then, then I’ll try."
Wen Xiao’ai brought her fingers together, and the purple light appeared again on her fingertips.
Jun Moyan looked at the purple glow that appeared on her fingertips, reminiscent of the special effects in a fantasy television series, and immediately frowned, watching her with a skeptical gaze.
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The next moment, a purple glow burst forth from her body, enveloping her in a purple luminescence.
The more Jun Moyan watched, the harder his gaze was to read; his guard against Wen Xiao’ai strengthened.
The purple light lasted only a few seconds, Wen Xiao’ai opened her eyes and looked down at her body, blinking.
Uh... it really seems that I can’t transform back right now.
Wen Xiao’ai looked up at Jun Moyan, who was staring intently at her, "That... I’ll try again," she said.
She closed her eyes again, repeating the exact same motions as before.
However, a few seconds later, after the purple light dissipated, she was still Wen Xiao’ai.
Wen Xiao’ai herself was now getting anxious, "I’ll try again..."
"Enough, have you finished your act? What kind of demon are you, and what is your relationship with that red-eyed crow, what does Baiming Sect want by having you come close to me?" Jun Moyan demanded.
He had come to the conclusion that she must be a pawn of Baiming Sect; even if she wasn’t sent by them, such an eerie person must certainly have ties to that red-eyed