After transmigrating into the body of the Jade Rat Spirit, I became Nezha's adopted sister.

Before Bai Yeying could recover from the shock of being turned into a white mouse, she was chased relentlessly by Nezha and the Tower.

A whooshing sound came from behind her, burning against her spine. Bai Yeying scrambled and crawled, narrowly avoiding a spark.

The scorching heat scorched a tuft of her soft white fur, causing her to yelp in pain and almost burst into tears.

Before me stretched an endless sea of ​​clouds, and beneath me lay a towering height; the wind whipped at my face like a dull knife cutting into my flesh.

She used all four limbs, not caring about posture at all, relying solely on her body's instincts to escape through the thin, drifting clouds.

Li Jing's deep voice came from behind: "You wicked beast! Stealing the precious candles before the Buddha, you should immediately submit to the law!"

Punishment? Punishment my foot! Bai Yeying screamed inwardly.

She was an unlucky transmigrator who had just opened her eyes to find herself with furry ears and a long tail, and was being chased and intercepted. She didn't even know the smell of that damn precious candle, and she was about to be brought to justice? Who could she complain to?

Another sharp sword light flew past her ear, the resulting wind pressure causing her to tumble awkwardly in mid-air, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

Oh no, I'm doomed right after transmigrating.

Bai Yeying thought in despair, "Could this be the legendary 'landing and dying' version of the immortal realm?"

She even started making random prayers, hoping some passing deity would be kind enough to grant her a quick death...

Just when she thought she was about to be bound into a rice dumpling by the Immortal Binding Rope or smashed into a rat pancake by the Demon-Subduing Pestle—

"boom--!"

Suddenly, a ball of flame, so intense it almost burned the eyes, exploded out of nowhere!

The flames, capable of burning everything, tore a gap in the inescapable net laid by Li Jing.

The violent airflow momentarily halted Li Jing's movements.

Before the flames had died down, a figure, accompanied by a scorching wind, appeared with a "thud," blocking Bai Yeying's path precisely.

The newcomer was a young boy.

The boy had an extremely youthful and handsome face, with fair skin and a clear, sharp jawline. Beneath his slanted eyebrows that swept upwards towards his temples were a pair of exceptionally beautiful phoenix eyes, slightly upturned at the corners, currently half-closed, their pupils reflecting the flickering firelight.

He was dressed in a neat red outfit, with silver armor and wrist guards, and a dark gold belt around his waist. His posture was as upright as a pine or bamboo, yet he exuded a haughty and arrogant youthful spirit, with a bright red mark on his forehead.

He first glanced at Li Jing. Then, his gaze fell on Bai Yeying, who was trembling and sprawled on the cloud.

The boy looked the white-furred mouse up and down, then spoke in a clear, yet nonchalant voice:

"Tsk, with your level of skill, you dare to steal food? You've got some nerve."

Bai Yeying's mind was still reeling. The red clothes, the fiery wheels, the golden rings, the red ribbon, the sharp spear, and that irritating tone...

In a flash, a name popped up: Nezha!

That Chen Tang Pass Double Flower Red Stick, a traitor to the Heavenly Court?

I can't worry about that now! Saving my life is the most important thing!

Bai Yeying practically tumbled and crawled over, not caring about the other party's intimidating aura or the still-burning fire wheel. She stretched out her two front paws and grabbed the ankle of the boy's foot that was standing on the fire wheel.

She looked up and met the boy's gaze, which instantly turned to surprise, followed by an angry look of offense.

Bai Yeying ignored everything and shouted at the top of her lungs in the most pitiful voice:

"Third Prince! Third Prince, save me! I was wrong, I'll never do it again!"

Nezha: ".........."

He was clearly stunned, obviously not expecting that this rat demon would not only dare to pounce on him and grab his feet, but also cry for help, since he only kills and does not save.

Li Jing, who had just regained his composure, walked over. Seeing her foolish appearance, he felt a pang of pity and said in a deep voice, "Nezha! I think she knows she was wrong. Why don't we spare her life?"

Bai Yeying's ears twitched. After Li Jing finished speaking, she suddenly twisted her body and slammed her head against Li Jing's direction.

"Father! Dear Father!" The voice was crisp and clear, filled with utmost sincerity, truly from the bottom of my heart. "You are so compassionate, so magnanimous, and so extraordinary! I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong! I will never dare to do it again! That precious candle... no, that sacred object before the Buddha, I was just blinded by lard... ah no, blinded by sesame oil! I will definitely repent and start anew... a rat! Please forgive me!"

Li Jing: "........."

The little bit of pity that the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King had just begun to feel was instantly shattered by this shameless attempt to claim paternity.

His lips twitched slightly, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond. In this Heavenly Court and Underworld, in the Three Realms and Five Elements, he had never seen such a flexible and adaptable demon who could so skillfully take advantage of others.

And Nezha—

The boy's astonishment and anger had not yet completely faded when he was utterly speechless at the scene of recognizing his father.

He looked down at the white-haired mouse, who was kowtowing repeatedly in the direction of his father, her fawning and obsequious manner was simply unbearable to watch.

"Tch..." He let out a mocking laugh, his phoenix eyes glancing sideways at the tuft of white fur at his feet, his tone chilling: "To save your life, you've even called me 'father.' Your shamelessness is far greater than your cultivation."

Bai Yeying silently added in her mind, "I despise you."

She looked up and met Nezha's gaze looking down at her. Her heart clenched, and two tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill. Combined with her slightly trembling ears, she looked weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Nezha frowned, seemingly disgusted by this shameless behavior. He stopped looking at Bai Yeying, turned to Li Jing, and his tone returned to its usual lazy yet sharp manner: "This thing..."

He paused, as if searching for the right word: "Shameless, spineless. Are you really going to let her off the hook?"

Li Jing pondered for a moment, his gaze sweeping over Bai Yeying, and said in a deep voice, "Enough. Since you have admitted your mistake, Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life. Considering the difficulty of your cultivation, I will spare your life today."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yeying almost cried tears of joy; her life was finally saved.

She immediately kowtowed again, saying, "Thank you, Father! This little demon will certainly heed your teachings, diligently cultivate, and return to being a rat!"

After saying that, her eyes darted around and she caught sight of Nezha standing beside her with his arms crossed, his expression still unfriendly. In a moment of impulsiveness, she blurted out, "Thank you, brother, for your mercy!"

Nezha raised an eyebrow, his mockery instantly turning into an almost angry laugh: "Brother? Who's your brother? Don't try to claim kinship with me. Be careful, or I'll burn off your other tuft of hair too."

Bai Yeying shrank back, moved slightly, and muttered softly, "I was wrong..."

Li Jing waved his hand, seemingly unwilling to watch this farce any longer, and turned to ride away on a cloud.

Nezha stared at Bai Yeying for a few more seconds, until her scalp tingled, before letting out a cold snort. His Wind-Fire Wheels spun with flames beneath his feet: "Get lost. Don't let me see you in the sky again." With that, he transformed into a blazing red light and vanished into the horizon in an instant.

Above the clouds, only Bai Yeying remained, lying there all alone, panting heavily.

Cold sweat belatedly soaked my fur, and a gust of wind made it feel chilly.

She looked down at her furry paws, then touched her soft ears on her head, and let out a long sigh.

survived.

Although the process was a bit embarrassing, at least I survived.

She slowly got up, tried to figure out her direction (though she didn't really have any), and rode a barely formed cloud of demonic energy towards the verdant mountains and rivers below, drifting down unsteadily.

Bai Yeying lay on the edge of the cloud, her claws gripping the demonic cloud tightly, and looked back at the now empty sky with lingering fear.

After all that fuss—clinging to someone's leg and kowtowing to them—I was saddled with shame the moment I got my life.

She covered her furry cheeks, but thankfully the thick fur prevented her from blushing.

"How embarrassing," she muttered to herself, her tail drooping listlessly.

and many more.

Bai Yeying paused, as if something had occurred to her.

A white-haired rat spirit? Stealing incense, flowers, and candles from before the Buddha? Being chased and captured by Li Jing and Nezha?

Why does this setting seem more and more familiar the more I look at it?