I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

The cat said with dissatisfaction, "You should call me Master."

She paused for a moment, then added, "Anyway, I'm older than you."

Ning Fengwan's tone was somewhat hesitant when she said this, but Xue Jing didn't seem to notice. He stroked his chin and said:

"The leader of the Dragon Cult... is that the Dragon Cult from the news reports?"

He had heard the name in news reports before; it was said to be a "gang of evil forces disguised as a religious organization," which had now been destroyed by Kangde Security Company.

Huh? My cat is a mafia boss?

The cat crossed its paws over its chest, raised its head arrogantly, and snorted, speaking in a childish, girlish voice:

"That's right, it's the Dragon Cult. Are you scared now?"

It was kind of cute, and Xue Jing couldn't resist. He reached out and cupped the cat's head in his hands, rubbing its cheeks with both hands, and laughed, "I'm scared, Master."

The cat gritted its teeth and said, "What are you afraid of? Let go right now!"

Xue Jing withdrew his hand and asked, "The news says that the Dragon Cult has been destroyed by Kangde Security Company, so you're all alone now?"

The cat stretched out its paw, gesturing towards the pot of chicken soup, indicating that Xue Jing should serve it a bowl, and then said:

"Well... I guess you can say that for now."

Xue Jing picked up a spoon, ladled out half a bowl of chicken soup, and then put a large chicken leg into the bowl, placing it in front of the cat.

"Then what are your plans for the future?"

The cat tore off a piece of tender and soft chicken leg meat, chewed it, and showed a very human-like expression of enjoyment on its face.

He swallowed the meat and said, "You don't need to know these things. It won't do you any good. I'm just staying here temporarily and will be leaving soon."

The cat looked serious.

Although she coincidentally managed to speak with the boy, the cat still wanted to avoid getting him involved as much as possible.

Security companies are such behemoths that even the government has a headache dealing with them. For an ordinary person like Xue Jing, a sneeze from Kant would mean certain death for him.

"Ok."

Seeing the seriousness with which it spoke, Xue Jing nodded.

Then, seemingly casually, he asked:

"By the way, Xiao Wan, since you're a human, why did you turn into a cat?"

"You should call him Master." The cat initially expressed dissatisfaction, then said, "Oh, that?"

It stretched its tail forward, and the platinum tail ring shimmered and reflected light.

"This is a prop called a 'divine relic,' which is said to be a legacy left behind by 'God' after his death."

"I don't know much about the specifics, but I do know that each divine relic has amazing abilities, like this one."

It shook the ring on its tail.

"I bought this from a shady dealer. The serial number is GOD-1391 Cat Tail Ring. Its ability is to transform the wearer into a cat."

“...It means that once it changes, it can’t change back for the time being.” The cat’s lips twitched.

Xue Jing's heart stirred.

"Serial number GOD-1391? Are there many divine relics? The serial numbers are already over a thousand."

"Hmm... there should be many. I don't know much about these. I've only ever seen this one divine relic. The serial number and name were given to me by that shady merchant," Cat said.

“…Okay.” Xue Jing said with a hint of helplessness.

That's practically saying nothing at all.

The plan to obtain more 'divine matter' by starting with the cat has fallen through.

The upgrade and unlocking of the active effects of "Twins" are still a long way off.

However, it wasn't without its gains. At least I learned that these things are called divine relics, and judging from the serial numbers, there seem to be quite a few, at least over a thousand pieces.

Xue Jing looked at the cat who was eating chicken and drinking chicken soup with its head down, and suddenly thought of something, and said:

"By the way, there's one more thing."

"Slurp," the cat replied, its words mumbled as it chewed on some chicken.

Xue Jing began by flattering, "The leader of the Dragon Cult sounds very prestigious. He must be very influential in the underworld and have excellent connections, right?"

"Hmph, of course." The cat raised its head arrogantly.

"Here's the thing, I want to go to a dojo to train in martial arts. Which dojo is the best? Does the sect leader have any recommendations? Hmm, if I could get a tuition reduction thanks to the sect leader's supreme authority, that would be even better."

Xue Jing made the request.

The cat nodded. "I was just about to tell you about that."

“You took me in and let me eat and drink for free at your house. I have to repay this kindness.”

"In a few days I will introduce you to someone. In terms of martial arts alone, there should be no one in Qingcheng more skilled than that person."

Xue Jing asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"The former owner of the Hidden Dragon Dojo, 'Dragon King' Li Qi."

The cat uttered a name.

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Please read on!

Chapter 24 Forbidden Drugs, Old Martial Arts, Leap Over the Dragon Gate

"Hidden Dragon Dojo?"

Xue Jing raised an eyebrow.

He remembered this dojo.

When he first awakened his panel and decided to learn martial arts, he checked the tuition fees of various martial arts schools in Qingcheng. Canglong Martial Arts School was one of the most expensive schools.

However, the high price was not the reason why Xue Jing remembered it.

It's because the negative reviews of Canglong Dojo online are extremely high... they're all criticizing the teaching quality as not matching the tuition fees.

Xue Jing's expression was somewhat subtle.

The cat licked its paws, yawned, and said:

"The reputation of the Hidden Dragon Dojo is very bad... but that's just the opinion of laymen."

"In the circle of true martial artists, no one would underestimate the Hidden Dragon Dojo, especially the old master Li Qi."

The cat stretched its two front paws forward, yawned, and stuck its butt up high.

"He is one of the few old martial arts masters who has successfully leaped over the dragon gate and broken through the limits of humanity without ever taking 'banned drugs'."

"At his peak decades ago, he was very famous in the inner city, on par with 'King Kong Zhou' and 'Shura Chen', and was known as 'Dragon King Li'."

"Although I'm just a decrepit old man in a wheelchair now, I'm more than capable of teaching you martial arts."

Xue Jing reached out and picked up the cat, placing it on his lap, and asked curiously:

"Banned drugs? Leap over the dragon gate? Old martial arts? What do they all mean?"

He felt as if a brand new door was opening before him, behind which lay the world of martial artists.

The cat seemed sleepy, its eyes half-closed, and it lay down on Xue Jing's lap. The latter reached out and gently stroked its back, the familiar comfort making it drowsy.

"Banned drugs are medicines made from products from special border areas. They are extremely stimulating and can cause various mutations in the body of the user, resulting in a non-human body."

"For example, there are drugs that can change the properties of a person's skin, giving it the toughness of steel. Some drugs can even make people grow extra limbs, turning them into six-armed monsters..."

"Since the advent of banned drugs, the development of martial arts has embarked on a completely new path..."

"Martial artists who refuse to take banned drugs and insist on pursuing the limits of the human body with their original physical bodies are called the 'old martial arts school'."

The cat yawned repeatedly, "As for leaping over the dragon gate, it's too early for you, you might never even get to experience it in your lifetime, so there's no need to know so much for now..."

After managing to say her last words, the cat closed her eyes, curled up in Xue Jing's arms, and drifted off to sleep with calm breathing.

Xue Jing slowly stopped stroking its back, gently picked it up, returned to the room, placed the cat on his bed, covered its body with a thin blanket, leaving only its head exposed.

She then tiptoed out of the room, took a shower in the bathroom, changed into her pajamas, put her blood-stained school uniform in the washing machine to wash, and then took her phone to the balcony.

It was already 10:30 p.m. Xue Jing turned on his phone screen, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and opened the dialer.

He has a rather cautious and strange habit: he doesn't save notes for his relatives' numbers in his phone. This way, even if his phone is lost, someone who finds it won't be able to use it to scam his relatives.

Although this habit is likely to be used in one's lifetime.

After entering a number on the interface, Xue Jing dialed the number.

He didn't have to wait long; after three or four beeps, the call was answered.

"Hey hey hey~ woof woof woof?"

A cheerful and pleasant voice came through the receiver.

When they were little, Xue Jing often played a fighting game with his older sister Xue Wan. They would often wager something, such as a piece of candy or a few coins.

When Xue Jing lost, he honestly handed over his bets, accepting his loss. However, when Xue Wan lost, he often refused to pay his debts, so later betting games added the phrase, "Refusing to pay is like being a dog."

On that day, the world lost a person and gained a dog.

"Sister, are you asleep?" Xue Jing asked with a smile.

"Don't you want to listen to what you're saying?" Xue Wan said irritably.

She paused for a moment, then continued, "What's wrong? Why are you calling me at a time like this? Let me make it clear first, I don't have any money."

Xue Jing: "What are you saying? Do you think I'm the kind of person who only calls you when I need money?"

Xue Wan: "That's good. Now, what is it?"

Xue Jing: "V me 50."

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