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

Chapter 69 brings the curtain to a close.

It was already 6 p.m. when we got back to the hotel.

As soon as the suite door closed, Murong Hui's scream nearly lifted the ceiling.

"That's fantastic! Qianxue, you're the champion! The champion of the Dragon Empire! Did you see Instructor Fang's face? He's grinning from ear to ear!"

She circled Su Qianxue twice, then squatted down and poked Yichen's forehead.

"And you, little kitten! Sorcery! You actually know sorcery! Turning people into sheep! Hahahaha, you have no idea what the whole audience's reaction was when Mu Lie turned into a sheep. The big guy from the Lieyang Empire next to me had his mouth agape like he was about to swallow a fly!"

Yichen was poked, his ear folded back, and he slapped her fingers away with his paw.

"Meow."

Don't touch Cat Lord's head, or I'll turn you into a female cat.

Murong Qingfeng sat on the sofa, the insulated box containing the dragon egg on the coffee table, and she was checking the integrity of the seal.

"Let's celebrate properly tonight!" Murong Hui rubbed her hands together. "We're going back tomorrow anyway, so let's go out for a big meal at that lobster restaurant in Blazing Flame City where we've been waiting in line for three days straight."

"No." Murong Qingfeng looked up.

"What, teacher! We've already won the championship, don't we want to go out and relax? It's just one meal, we'll be right back."

"You can't leave the hotel tonight."

Why?

"Listen to me, you won't go wrong."

Su Qianxue put the staff and insulated box into her contract space and nodded: "Listen to your teacher. Things aren't peaceful outside."

Murong Hui pouted, "Fine. How about we eat at the hotel? Should we order room service?"

"Can."

Murong Hui immediately pulled out the hotel menu and started ordering.

The room service brought up a large table of dishes, including Flame City's signature roasted meat, deep-sea spirit fish stew, spirit herb salad, and red sand juice.

There was also a bottle of low-alcohol spirit wine given as a gift by the hotel, with a card attached that read: "Congratulations to Su Qianxue on winning the championship. From all the staff of the Blazing Flame City Hotel."

The three of them sat around the coffee table and started eating.

Yi Chen squatted on the corner of the coffee table, with a plate of dried spirit fish and a small bowl of fish mixed with spirit herbs in front of him.

Murong Hui ate with her mouth full of oil, reviewing today's match as she ate.

"Qianxue, in your match against Mu Lie, wasn't he especially terrifying after he was blindfolded? I could feel the oppressive dark energy from the stands, and the temperature in the entire stadium seemed to drop."

"His dark arts technique follows the path of mental infiltration, which is rare, and he can directly launch mental attacks." Su Qianxue picked up a piece of grilled meat. "If it weren't for Yichen's sorcery, the outcome of that match would have been uncertain."

Murong Hui looked at Yi Chen: "Yi Chen, what's with that sorcery of yours? I didn't use it even once in the previous competitions."

"Meow."

Hehe, I wouldn't easily reveal my most treasured skills.

"Perhaps it just realized it."

"So powerful after just learning? Turning people into sheep?" Murong Hui hissed. "Wait, Mu Lie turned back in two seconds, which means the magic doesn't last long?"

Su Qianxue glanced at Yichen.

Yichen raised the tips of his two tails.

"Five seconds. But if the opponent's mental strength is strong enough, they can break free beforehand," Su Qianxue said.

"That's enough. You can do a lot in five seconds during a battle," Murong Qingfeng said. She put down her chopsticks and wiped her hands. "However, in today's final, you revealed too many of your trump cards. Skills of this caliber, like sorcery, will be watched by the entire Azure Continent."

you."

Su Qianxue remained silent for a moment.

she knows.

But there was no other way. Mu Lie's dark-based mental attack pierced through the shield of light, and if she didn't use sorcery to break the deadlock, she would lose the match.

Murong Qingfeng glanced at her expression but said nothing more.

"Have breakfast and get some rest. Check out early tomorrow morning and take the airplane back to the capital."

We chatted about some details and observations of the competition, and then the clock struck ten.

Murong Hui yawned and went back to her room. Su Qianxue took a shower and then led Yichen into the second bedroom.

The hotel quieted down. The occasional, rhythmic footsteps of security personnel patrolling the corridors could be heard.

Su Qianxue fell asleep quickly. She had expended a lot of energy today, having clashed with Mu Lie's dark magic for nearly ten minutes, leaving her spiritual energy severely depleted.

Yichen lay beside her arm, his eyes open.

He was waiting for everyone to fall asleep.

[Hehe, seizing the best opportunity. I'll sneak into Teacher Qingfeng's room in a bit and farm warmth points for an hour. Although my evolution is temporarily stuck in a bottleneck, I can hoard warmth points, and my magic can continue to level up.]

Yichen was making plans.

A scent seeped in from outside the window.

Yichen's cat fur all stood on end.

Not one share, but five shares.

The auras of five life forms climbed up the hotel's exterior wall and were approaching the third-floor window.

Strong, extremely strong!

The aura fluctuations of two of them were even more intense than those of Murong Qingfeng.

Yichen's mind raced.

[These aren't ordinary assassins; they're five level-ten experts. These five are after the third floor, after Su Qianxue!]

He did not hesitate.

[Luckily, I still have a trump card. Illusion Art: Another Dimension, activate!]

Golden light surged from Yi Chen's cat-like eyes, and his mental power and spatial energy erupted simultaneously.

A miniature alternate dimension unfolded around Su Qianxue's body, enveloping her entirely.

Su Qianxue was still fast asleep, completely unaware of the anomaly. Her body vanished from the bed under the influence of the alternate dimension. Yi Chen himself also entered the alternate dimension, his figure disappearing from the room as if by magic.

All that remained on the bed was the sunken blanket and a few strands of long hair left on the pillow.

Three seconds later.

Suddenly, the window in the second bedroom was cut open from the outside. It wasn't by breaking the lock; someone used their spiritual power to carve the entire pane of glass, frame and all, out of the wall and silently placed it against the wall.

Five dark figures climbed through the window and entered the room.

The leader was dressed in a close-fitting black combat suit and wore a mask on his face, a half-face mask made of animal bone, revealing only his chin and lips.

His gaze swept over the empty bed.

The blanket was pulled back, and there was still body heat on the pillow.

"Where are they? Where's the cat?!"

Another dark figure behind him bent down to check the sheets: "They're still warm; you haven't been gone for more than a minute."

"Search other rooms."

The five people split into two groups: three rushed towards Murong Hui's room next door, and two rushed towards the master bedroom.

In the corridor, ding ding ding ding!

The alarm went off.

The hotel's security array was triggered, and a sharp buzzing sound spread from the third floor throughout the entire building. The psionic lights in the corridor suddenly turned on, illuminating every corner with a blinding white light.

The door to the master bedroom was blown open from the inside.

Murong Qingfeng rushed out.

She was wearing her daytime clothes—a coat, trousers, and combat boots—her hair neatly tied back. She hadn't changed her clothes to sleep at all; she held a short sword with a white wind blade gleaming in her hand, and the blue wind dragon's contract mark on the back of her hand was glowing.

Two dark figures rushing towards the master bedroom collided with her head-on.

The collision happened in an instant.

Murong Qingfeng's short sword swept horizontally, the wind blade cutting through the corridor.

The two dark figures dodged separately, then attacked simultaneously. One figure's hands were filled with blood-red spiritual energy, while the other's fists were enveloped in dark golden power.

As the crimson spiritual energy clashed with the wind blade, the shockwave blasted a row of cracks into the corridor walls.

Two light bulbs on the ceiling broke, and shards of glass fell down with a crackling sound.

Murong Qingfeng was caught in a pincer attack and retreated three steps.

She was subdued.

It wasn't that he couldn't win, but rather that it was two against one, and the opponents' teamwork was extremely sophisticated, so Murong Qingfeng couldn't end the battle in a short time.

The other three men in black rushed into Murong Hui's room, searched around, but found no cat.

I rushed into Murong Qingfeng's room, but it was empty.

"no."

"withdraw."

Five people disappeared down the corridor with incredible speed; their escape route was pre-planned, they left through the windows, not...

stairs.

Murong Qingfeng chased to the window and looked down, but the black figure had already disappeared into the night of Blazing Flame City.

Murong Hui rushed out of her room, her hair disheveled, clutching the Crimson Flame Sword in her hand. She glanced down the corridor and asked, "Teacher! What's wrong? Who are they?"

"I don't know." Murong Qingfeng withdrew his gaze. "Where is Su Qianxue?"

"I don't know, I'll go check," Murong Hui ran to Su Qianxue's room, pushed open the door, and peeked inside. "Nobody's here."

"That cat knows spatial abilities." Murong Qingfeng thought for a moment, "Wait."

Before long, the Lieyang Empire's top special forces arrived, and the security level of the entire hotel was immediately raised to the maximum. There were people stationed on every floor, and the sensor arrays in the corridors were redone.

Murong Qingfeng recounted what had happened that night, and the special forces leader took notes with a serious expression.

"We will investigate thoroughly. Please do not leave the hotel tonight."

"understood."

After the special forces team withdrew from the corridor, Murong Qingfeng stood at the door of Su Qianxue's room and looked inside.

The bed was empty, the window was closed, and the air conditioner was still running.

About ten minutes later, there was movement on the bed in Su Qianxue's room.

The blanket billowed up a little, and then Su Qianxue turned over, buried her face in the pillow, and continued to sleep.

Yichen crawled out of bed, sat on the pillow, and glanced around the room.

Everything is normal. There are footsteps in the corridor; they are special forces patrolling.

[Tonight's plans are all ruined. Qingfeng, the mature lady, probably won't be sleeping well tonight. If I dare to sneak in, she'll probably treat me like an enemy and kill me.]

Yichen lay back down next to Su Qianxue, rested his head on her arm, and closed his eyes.

The next morning, Su Qianxue was woken up by Murong Hui.

"Qianxue! Qianxue! Do you know what happened last night? Someone came to assassinate you! Someone came to assassinate us!"

Su Qianxue sat up, rubbed her eyes, and looked at Yichen.

Yichen squatted on the pillow, his cat-like eyes clear and his expression innocent.

"What? Someone's trying to kill me?" Su Qianxue exclaimed.

"That's right!" Murong Hui took a deep breath and recounted what happened last night.

Su Qianxue looked down at Yichen, then picked him up: "Thank you, Yichen."

Yichen was held in her arms and did not struggle.

A system message popped up: [Warmth Value +200! (Critical Hit!)]

However, this level of warmth is far too low.