Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

"Ouch, that hurts! You bad person bullied me!" Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes welled up with tears, and she pouted, saying pitifully.

Seeing the little witch's pitiful appearance, Shen An's heart softened.

However, after so long, Shen An had already figured out Ning Rongrong's temper very well. She knew that she couldn't be spoiled, otherwise she might cause some trouble.

"Then you'd better behave yourself after I let go," Shen An said with a hint of warning.

Ning Rongrong nodded her little head like a chick pecking at rice.

Then, after Shen An let go, Ning Rongrong pounced on him and bit his shoulder hard with her small mouth.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Why are you acting like a puppy?" Shen An grimaced, but he couldn't unleash his soul power for fear of actually hurting Ning Rongrong.

In a moment of quick thinking, Shen An reached out and tickled Ning Rongrong's ticklish spot.

"Pfft, hahahaha."

No one can remain calm under the onslaught of tickling, and Ning Rongrong was no exception; she immediately burst into laughter.

Shen An instantly felt a relief on his shoulder and decisively pulled Ning Rongrong onto his lap.

This little devil needs to be disciplined.

Shen An raised his hand and unceremoniously smacked Ning Rongrong's little bottom.

"clap clap"

"Hmm~ No, stop."

The crisp sound of a slap and Ning Rongrong's coquettish voice echoed in the room. And to be fair, Ning Rongrong's little bottom felt quite tactile.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was in the living room, looked suspiciously towards Shen An's room. What was that sound? It was so strange.

"Shen An, what's wrong?" Zhu Zhuqing asked as she walked, worried.

Shen An felt a sudden chill run down his spine. Oh no, what would happen if Zhu Zhuqing saw this?

Shen An stopped what he was doing and whispered, "Get up quickly, Zhu Qing is coming."

Shen An felt inexplicably guilty, though he didn't know why.

"Ah, it's over already?" Ning Rongrong raised her flushed face, her delicate features soft and alluring, and said with a hint of lingering desire.

Shen An froze. "No, sister, are you a masochist?"

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing had already poked her little head out, looking at Shen An and Ning Rongrong with scrutinizing eyes.

Ning Rongrong sat on the edge of the bed with her back slightly turned, her face slightly flushed. Why did she feel a little excited? She muttered to herself.

Shen An walked out of the room with a serious expression, he had to hurry up and coax Zhu Zhuqing away.

Shen An gently pushed Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder and said with a smile, "Zhuqing, I just got some interesting little gadgets, so I'm here to give you one to play with."

As Shen An led Zhu Zhuqing into the courtyard, Ning Rongrong seized the opportunity to quickly go to the bathroom to wash her face and cool herself down.

"Shen An always manages to pull out some strange things. I'll have to take a look later," Ning Rongrong muttered to herself.

Shen An, standing at the door, took out a broom. "Look, Zhu Qing, this is a good thing I recently acquired by chance."

[The witch's magic broom can be used three times, each use lasting three hours, allowing her to fly at a speed exceeding her own cultivation level.]

Shen An drew five swords, and he planned to give one to Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong each, which could be considered a life-saving artifact.

Zhu Zhuqing touched Shen An's forehead with a worried expression. "Shen An, this is just an ordinary broom. It doesn't look like a soul tool. There's no soul power flowing through it."

Shen An smiled and removed Zhu Zhuqing's hand, saying, "This broom is amazing. I'll demonstrate it for you and you'll see."

After saying that, Shen An placed the broom under his crotch and shouted with a hint of excitement, "Raise the sails, set sail!"

Then, the broom remained motionless. Zhu Zhuqing silently covered her eyes, feeling as if her eyes were being burned.

Shen An was also puzzled, wondering if he had opened it incorrectly.

After trying hard to recall, Shen An remembered that when Tom was riding the broom, he pedaled several times with his feet, just like pedaling a bicycle.

Shen An followed suit, pushing off with his feet. The magic broom emitted a flurry of light from its tail and shot straight into the sky.

"Whoosh~ It's flying~"

Chapter 195 Splitting a Tree with Your Crotch is Like a God

Hearing the commotion, Tom and Jerry ran out as well, reaching out to their foreheads as if looking out. The two little ones were full of excitement; they wanted to play too!

Zhu Zhuqing's rosy lips gaped open. "Ah? A flying broom, and so fast!"

Ning Rongrong, having calmed down, also came out and remained silent when she saw Shen An flying around on a broomstick.

Something's not right. The art style is off. She knows Shen An can fly on a sword, but what's with the broomstick?

Shen An was extremely excited in the clouds. When he was a child, he saw Tom flying in the sky on a broomstick, and he even took out his broomstick and rode it.

However, without a system back then, he could never actually fly; it was just something he did for his own amusement. Now, he has finally fulfilled his dream.

Shen An was surprised to find that the broom he was riding seemed to be one with him, and he could freely control its direction and speed.

Most importantly, it doesn't consume soul power!

Having a great time playing in the sky, Shen An slowly lowered the broom.

Tom and Jerry immediately pleaded, looking at Shen An with hopeful expressions, indicating that they wanted to play too.

Shen An waved his hand and threw the broom to the two of them.

Anyway, there's no such thing as recognizing a master, and a single use can last up to three hours, so it's done casually.

Tom excitedly ran over, but tripped over a banana peel and fell to the ground, leaving a long trail.

As for who did it, I'm sure everyone knows.

Shen An and the others had become accustomed to it and were used to it. It would be abnormal if these two kids behaved themselves one day.

Jerry jumped onto the broom and flew around happily, sometimes drawing a heart shape in the sky, sometimes drawing a cheese shape.

It even flew low and gave Tom's head a hard rub.

Cool!

Tom was left lying there, looking dejected, pounding the ground with his hands. Damn it, Jerry had subdued him again.

Shen An explained from the side, "This is called a magic broom. It can be used three times, each time for three hours, and can fly at a speed greater than one's own realm."

The two women were momentarily dumbfounded. Was it really that amazing?

"Is there any limitation to flying at a level that is a whole realm higher than oneself? For example, if I become a Soul Saint in the future, I can't fly at the speed of a Soul Douluo, can I?"

Zhu Zhuqing asked curiously.

Shen An smiled and said, "I think you can still use it even after you become Title Douluos."

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but exclaim, "This is too domineering! Even my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has never seen such a powerful soul tool."

Shen An smiled wryly; the props in the Tom and Jerry world were just that unreasonable.

"Wait, if we become Title Douluos one day, what is above Title Douluos?" Zhu Zhuqing looked over in surprise after hearing Shen An's words.

"That is of course a realm above Title Douluo. If Title Douluo is the limit of humanity, then I think the realm above it should be the God Realm."

Shen An looked up; he naturally knew that there were gods in the Douluo Continent.

"God?" The two women seemed somewhat surprised; it was the first time they had heard such a term.

Shen An nodded silently and said nothing more. After all, he only knew this realm and that Tang San, the protagonist of the original story, became a god.

"Oh, this magic broom is so precious, it's such a waste that you've only used it once," Zhu Zhuqing said with a pang of heartache, clenching her small fists.

"Haha, it's alright, I have several more here. I'll give you and Rongrong one, you can use them for self-defense in the future." As Shen An spoke, he took out two swords and handed them over.

The two women looked at Shen An with wide eyes. The power of this item was self-evident, especially since its power would increase along with their cultivation levels.

About an hour later, Jerry got a little bored and leisurely flew back, calmly jumping off the broom.

Tom unceremoniously took out the Meow Hammer and hit Jerry, but Jerry only paused for a moment and continued walking as if nothing had happened.

Then, after taking only two steps, his eyes rolled back, his tongue lolled out, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, his buttocks sticking up high.

Tom nodded in satisfaction, having successfully avenged himself. Excitedly, he knocked on the door and called for Shen An.

Jerry flew for too long; Shen An and the others had long since gone back to their rooms, some cultivating, some playing.

It's worth mentioning that Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's cultivation level has reached level 39, just one level away from obtaining their fourth soul ring.

Hearing the knocking in the courtyard, Shen An and the others came out. Tom excitedly pointed to the magic broom next to him, and then happily pointed to himself.

Shen An picked Jerry up and laughed, "Alright, alright, I'll watch your performance here. Go have fun."

Tom nodded happily. He was a very showy cat, and since Jerry had just shown off his skills in the sky, he was determined to outdo Jerry.

Upon receiving Shen An's reply, Tom jumped onto the magic broom next to him, pushed off with all his might, and took off!

Tom, who had flown into the sky, looked excitedly at the scenery that had become tiny. After realizing that he could not fall down easily, he stood directly on the broom and stretched out his limbs.

One foot stands firmly on the broom, the other is raised behind, both arms are stretched out in front and behind, and the eyes are closed, showing the elegance of a cat.

Feeling the gentle breeze, Tom looked happily at Shen An and the others, but he saw Shen An's anxious face and the shape of his mouth as he spoke.

Before Tom could even wonder what was going on, he grunted and his head was blocked by a forked tree branch, his tongue lolling out.

Shen An covered her eyes. This silly cat.

Feeling ashamed, Tom got back on his broomstick and showed off his skills in the sky, drawing shapes from the clouds into cats and mice.

Then Shen An watched as Tom soared into the sky.

In the Tian Dou Imperial Palace, Xue Qinghe was handling government affairs in the pavilion. Her seat was by the window so that she could look at the scenery outside and relax when she was tired.

'There's so much to do. All these years, I've basically been working for Tiandou.' Xue Qinghe thought to himself with a self-deprecating smile as he put down the text.

Sometimes she felt lost. Three years passed, then another three, and now more than a decade had gone by, and the Snow Night Emperor was still alive. What was she even after all this time?

If it weren't for his grandfather saying it was a divine message from an angel, he might not have been able to persevere.

As Xue Qinghe gazed out the window at the scenery, his thoughts raced, when suddenly a dark shadow flashed by.

Xue Qinghe is suddenly in grave danger. Who is it?

She circulated her soul power throughout her body and looked out the window. A cat, sitting cross-legged on a broom, slowly descended.

"Tom? It's you." Xue Qinghe looked at the cat outside the window in surprise. It was really strange. When did cats start flying? And riding brooms at that.

Tom tilted his head and pointed at the broom.

"You mean you want me to ride on it too?"

Tom nodded his little head.

Xue Qinghe fell silent for a moment. Wouldn't she fall off a broom while sitting on it?

However, Xue Qinghe jumped out of the window without hesitation. She didn't care about anything else; she was a six-ring Soul Emperor, how could she possibly die from a fall?

Xue Qinghe, riding on a broom, was quite excited. It was a novel experience, and the speed was surprisingly fast.

In the blink of an eye, Xue Qinghe was carried away by Tom and disappeared into the horizon.

A thin, elderly man in plain clothes looked on with some hesitation.

"Should we tell the Grand Elder that the Young Master is getting far too close to Shen An and his cat?" Serpent Spear Douluo murmured.

After Tom disappeared, the two women went back to their cultivation, while Shen An moved a rattan chair to the courtyard and leisurely thought about his next plans.

Improving cultivation, summoning characters, exchanging soul rings—there are too many things that require spending money, but it will be difficult to obtain a lot of fame points in the future.

The Advanced Elite Soul Master Competition is still almost a year away.

Thinking about this, Shen An felt a slight headache. 'Perhaps I should just focus on cultivating directly, instead of pondering swordsmanship and techniques.'

After all, time waits for no one. The sooner I grind that Titan Giant Ape in the Star Dou Great Forest to dust, the sooner I can vent my anger.

Moreover, Tang Hao and Tang San are lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce. Once my cultivation level increases, I can easily kill them even without using Tom's two items.

Shen An's eyes flickered, feeling that there was just too much to do.

Feeling dejected, Shen An decided to treat himself to a medium-sized Soul Power Experience Pack to cheer himself up.

Originally, his soul power, which had reached level 43 due to absorbing a 50,000-year soul ring, advanced another level, directly reaching level 44.

Shen An gasped in shock; the effect was far too powerful.