Reincarnated as a Tabby Cat: Daily Life with the School Beauty Empress

Chapter 55 Two Months

In the days that followed, Su Qianxue kept quiet.

She didn't reveal a single word about the Wang family sending assassins to kill her. It wasn't that she didn't hate them; she hated them very clearly. What good would it do to catch them? Masked men in black—their identities couldn't be traced, and even if they were, they'd just be scapegoats. That old dog Wang Bo was holed up in his mansion, drinking tea and reading official documents, his hands perfectly clean.

Who can she sue? Suing the royal family would only expose her true colors without any evidence.

Moreover, Su Qianxue was never the type to immediately cry foul after suffering a loss. In her previous life as Empress, she understood a principle: killing was not the goal, but destroying the foundation of the enemy.

The Wang family has been operating in the Dragon Empire for over a century, their influence deeply entrenched. You pull out one blade of grass, and a hundred more roots remain underground. If you want to take action, you have to dig them up by the roots.

Not urgent.

She swallowed her anger and returned to her meditation room.

Two months.

Sixty days.

Su Qianxue locked herself in the cultivation room.

She progressed through the Light-based "Dawn Heart Sutra" from the fourth to the seventh level. She mastered the four intermediate-to-advanced skills—Shield of Light, Judgment of Light, Heavenly Punishment of Light, and Domain of Light—from beginner to expert in a third of the time it would normally take.

Seventh rank.

She broke through.

From the sixth to the seventh rank, a normal cultivator needs one and a half to two years. Su Qianxue took two months. It wasn't because of overwhelming talent, although her talent was indeed overwhelming, but because she knew how to train. The detours, pitfalls, and losses she experienced in her previous life all became shortcuts in this life.

The Moon Crown Staff became increasingly smooth in her hands. The spiritual energy of light passed through the double helix conductor of the staff, and the output efficiency was nearly three times higher than when she was empty-handed.

It can switch freely between three modes: long-range suppression, area-of-effect output, and precision strike.

With Yi Chen's gravity space and illusion magic, the combined combat power of the two people and the cat, conservatively speaking, is enough to fight against a ninth-level martial artist.

Murong Hui was not left out either.

With the Phoenix Burning Heaven Technique advancing to the fourth level and the Crimson Flame Sword's enhancement, her fire-based damage output doubled.

A seventh-tier martial artist, on par with Su Qianxue.

However, her contracted beast, the Qinghuo Phoenix, was still at the sixth level of the Emperor rank and did not move.

Murong Hui was more anxious about this than anyone else. She privately asked Murong Qingfeng, and the answer she received was: "The gap between Emperor-level and Mewtwo is insurmountable; it can't be rushed. Your Phoenix bloodline purity is sufficient, but the evolutionary opportunity hasn't arrived yet. Wait."

What are we waiting for? How long? Nobody knows for sure.

Throughout the entire history of the Azure Continent, the number of people who could raise their contracted beasts to the Emperor level at the age of 18 can be counted on one hand.

As for Mewtwo, the youngest person to achieve this record was a genius from three thousand years ago, who reached it at the age of 22. Three thousand years have passed, and no one has broken that record.

Many beast tamers have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, yet they have never been able to help their contracted beasts cross the threshold of Emperor level. It's not that they didn't try hard enough; it's that the hurdle from Emperor level to Mewtwo isn't so much about effort. Bloodline, opportunity, and contract resonance are all indispensable.

Su Qianxue has more right to speak on this matter than anyone else.

In her past life, it took her eight years to bring her contracted beast to the critical point of Mewtwo evolution. That night, the contracted beast's spirit core had begun to resonate, evolution was imminent, and then her senior sister pushed open the door and came in.

She didn't want to recall that scene anymore.

This life is different.

Yichen's evolution speed is unbelievable.

Two months, from level seven to level eight.

Emperor-level, eighth rank.

The warmth value on the system panel jumped to 75000. It's only 25000 points away from the 10 points needed for the next evolution.

[Host: Yichen]

【Species: Spiritual Celestial Cat (Emperor-level)】

[Level: 8 Contract Beast]

Skills: Foshan Shadowless Claw, Foshan Shadowless Claw Second Form, Illusion, Illusion - Another Dimension, Gravity Space (Max Level)

,witchcraft】

Warmth Level: 75000/100000

Evolution Points: 0/10000

Yi Chen squatted on the windowsill of the cultivation room, looking through his own panel.

[75000 trophies. Another 25000 trophies and it can evolve into Mewtwo. At the current rate of 400 to 500 trophies per day, it will probably take another 50 to 60 days. About two months.]

He looked up at Su Qianxue, who was cultivating.

The staff stood upright in front of him, its crescent-shaped crown gleaming with a pale golden light.

A field of light unfolded, filling an area of ​​fifteen meters with dense, luminous spiritual energy. She repeatedly compressed the density of the field, attempting to concentrate greater energy within a smaller area.

Sweat dripped from his chin and onto the floor tiles.

For two months now, she has been practicing for more than twelve hours every day, only stopping when eating, sleeping, or cooking fish for the cat.

Yichen sometimes felt that this woman wasn't cultivating herself, but risking her life to travel.

Fortunately, he could help. The nightly "cuddling" routine was a must. When Su Qianxue went to sleep, he would crawl into the blankets, his cat belly pressed against hers, consistently generating 300 to 500 warmth points throughout the night. Occasionally, if Su Qianxue was in a good mood and rubbed his belly for a while, it would trigger a critical hit.

Relationships, like cultivation, are built up over time.

Since the night two months ago when she named him on the balcony, Su Qianxue has been calling him "Yichen" more and more often.

"Yichen, come and eat."

"Yichen, don't step on my face."

"Yichen, you stole my shrimp again."

Each time you call someone's name, the warmth level jumps by one. Names, as you call them, gain weight over time.

That morning.

Training Course.

Murong Qingfeng appeared before the two of them right on time.

She wasn't wearing her usual training clothes today; she had changed into a dark gray combat outfit, with hard-soled boots and a short knife at her waist.

Su Qianxue recognized it at a glance: it was equipment for a mission.

"I have an important task today," Murong Qingfeng said bluntly. "SSR level."

Murong Hui nearly dropped the Crimson Flame Sword from her hand.

"SSR?" Her voice rose a half-tone. "Teacher, does the academy have SSR-level quests? I've never seen one in the quest hall."

"SSR-level missions don't go through the main hall," Murong Qingfeng said. "They are issued directly by the Royal Family, with designated personnel, and are not made public."

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Su Qianxue didn't speak, waiting for her to continue.

Murong Qingfeng glanced at the two of them, his tone turning serious.

"I handed over the rubbings of the dragon stone tablets you brought back from the last mission to the Imperial Academy. The deciphering of the dragon's secret language was completed last week."

She paused for two seconds.

"The contents are very important. I will tell you now, but you must keep it a secret. Not to anyone, including the Murong family."

They both nodded at the same time.

Murong Qingfeng walked to the edge of the training ground and used his spiritual power to create a soundproof barrier around himself. Only after confirming that no one outside could hear him did he turn around.

"On the Azure Continent, tens of thousands of years ago, the overlords were not humans, but dragons."

Su Qianxue knew this. It was recorded in historical documents; it wasn't a secret.

"Later, contract masters emerged among humans. Generation after generation of contract masters rose and grew stronger, beginning to compete with the dragons for living space. After thousands of years of tug-of-war, humans occupied the core areas of the continent, while the dragons retreated to the mountains and abysses on the periphery. The territories of the four great empires were established in that era."

Murong Hui interjected, "These colleges have covered this in their history classes."

"The parts that weren't covered in history class are at the end." Murong Qingfeng frowned.

According to the Dragon Clan's secret records, the Dragon Clan has never given up its attempt to reclaim its dominant position. They have been secretly plotting a plan, the core of which is to repair an ancient teleportation array.

"A teleportation array?"

"A teleportation array," Murong Qingfeng repeated. "Once successfully repaired, this teleportation array will connect to another dragon realm outside the Azure Continent. No one knows where it is, but what is certain is that if it happens, it will bring calamity to the Azure Continent—"

She didn't finish her sentence.

But the meaning is clear enough.

A catastrophe.

Su Qianxue's fingers rested on the staff, her fingertips slightly tightening.

Another continent.

She had heard this claim when she was Empress in her previous life. The Azure Continent was not the only continent; there were other lands in extremely distant places. But no one had ever seen them with their own eyes, nor was there any concrete evidence.

Legends are legends, but she always listened to them as stories.

Now that the Dragon Clan's secrets are written in black and white, it's no longer just a story.

Murong Hui's expression also changed: "Teacher, are there other planes beyond the Azure Continent? How strong are the dragons there?"

"I don't know." Murong Qingfeng shook his head. "The secret text doesn't contain any specific description of its strength, only one sentence: 'The Dragon Lord of the Other Side, Devouring Stars and Moon.'"

"Devouring stars and moon."

Four words are enough.

Yichen perched on Su Qianxue's shoulder, his golden cat ears standing straight up.

[Devouring stars and moon? What the hell does that even mean? It's at least at the Immortal Realm level, right? If something like that came from the other end of the teleportation array, who on the Azure Continent could withstand it?]

"So," Murong Qingfeng stated the core of the mission.

"We need to investigate the teleportation array. According to the description in the secret text, its location should be in the core area of ​​Dragon Valley on the Azure Continent."

"Dragon Nest," Su Qianxue said.

Of course she knows about Dragon Valley.

Dragon Valley is a forbidden area located at the crossroads of the four great empires. Surrounded by towering mountains and shrouded in mist year-round, it boasts the highest density of dragons and other mythical beasts on the Azure Continent.

Sixth and seventh-tier exotic beasts roam freely. Eighth and ninth-tier dragon-like exotic beasts are commonly seen. Tenth-tier dragon-like exotic beasts are not uncommon.

There are also legendary beings at the Immortal Realm level.

A place of great misfortune.

Even as an empress in her previous life, she had never set foot in the core area of ​​Dragon Valley.

"Teacher, this isn't just about the Dragon Empire," Murong Hui frowned. "If the teleportation array is real, then all four great empires of the Azure Continent are in danger. Why not join forces with the other empires?"