Chapter 142  : Chapter 142  : You Better Pray for Your Own

Luck

“Damn it!” ranted the cheap cat, slamming its cup on the table and pointing at the mountaintop. “It was a beautiful evening. I was sleeping when suddenly I was paralyzed, watching as the world right here turned upside down. I grew more and more tired until I eventually fell asleep, and when I woke up, this place had been refined into a mirror world, trapping me inside.”

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the cheap cat, horrified. If what it was saying was true, how many years had it been living here?

This was a mirror world from the Shang era, potentially existing for tens of thousands of years. Could it mean that this cheap cat had lived for that long?

Everyone had a surreal feeling, staring in disbelief at the cheap cat lying awkwardly on the ground, their faces full of complex emotions.

Yang Zhen gave the cheap cat a glance and said, ”1 don’t believe a damn thing you say. A beautiful evening, eh? Why didn’t you say it was a sunny day with heavy rain? This level of intelligence… This is our first and last time drinking together. Don’t ever say you know me once we’re out of here.

Everyone:”…”

As expected, one couldn’t trust the words of the cheap cat. Whoever believed it was a fool.

The cheap cat had had enough, glared, and snapped, “Kid, I knew you wouldn’t believe me. Do you know who refined this mirror world?”

“Dust Blood Great Sage?”

“It’s him?” The cheap cat was stunned, murmuring to itself, “Turned out to be that bastard. No wonder I’ve been unable to reach the top of this mountain all

these years.”

Yang Zhen was furious, slapped the cheap cat on the head and said, “Damn it, are you trying to fish for information again?

The cheap cat grinned deviously and said, “Kid, since you know that this is the mirror world of the Dust Blood Great Sage, you must have also heard of the Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills, right?

Yang Zhen nodded, “Of course, I’ve heard of it.”

The cheap cat’s eyes darted about, then it whispered in Yang Zhen’s ear, “Those

Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills are right up there!”

“Stop!” Yang Zhen pushed the cheap cat away, “You’re too naive if you think you can trick me. Even if they are indeed up there, how am I supposed to reach them when so many others can’t? And what if I push higher up and those three old men below surge up? I don’t have to be caught, if they just break the balance here, I’ll be blasted out. There’s no doubt I’ll die.”

Slightly taken aback, the cheap cat responded, “Aren’t you extraordinarily talented?”

“So, what if I am?”

“Braggart!”

“You can’t provoke me, I won’t go!”

The cheap cat’s eyes rolled around, “Alright then, if you don’t go, you don’t go.

Just a pity, those Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills are extremely powerful, and were once coveted by countless people. Perhaps after mastering them, you could defeat these three old men. No, if you mastered the Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills, these three old men would mean nothing, even if another three came, they would not be your match.”

Yang Zhen stared suspiciously at the cheap cat, “Are they really that powerful?” Feeling uncomfortable under Yang Zhen’s scrutiny, the cheap cat stammered, “Boy… boy, why are you looking at me like that? I… I mean well for you.”

“Speak up, what’s your scheme?”

-Ah!” The cheap cat jumped in anger, pointed at Yang Zhen and said, “You ungrateful kid! I spurge on you for a meal, not wishing for you to just wait for death here, but you don’t appreciate my kindness. Not only that but you also think so poorly of me?”

Yang Zhen smirked, “You make it sound easy. I feel there must be a thousand steps here, only managing to climb halfway up would already be quite an achievement. I fear any higher and I’ll be blasted right down.”

“Get on with it!” Suddenly, the cheap cat threw something over and gritted its teeth “This trace of the Dao has three units; I’m giving two to you. Even though they may not ensure you can reach the top, at least you can climb up to 800 steps. Train there for a year or a half, maybe then you can walk down

casually.”

“Oh!” Yang Zhen widened his eyes, suspiciously looking at the cheap cat. The more he looked at it, the more he was sure it was scheming something. He scoffed, “If you give them to me, what will you do? If you try to exit now, they will definitely beat you up.”

“Pooh!” The cheap cat also glared, arrogantly proclaiming, “The likes of these three Void Cultivation Stage practitioners can’t scare me. Do you want them or not? If not, give them back.”

Yang Zhen suspiciously held the stone, which contained a trace of the Dao, and doubtingly said to the cheap cat, “You just wait here for me. I’ll go up and learn the Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills and then come down. I learn things very quickly.”

At first, Yang Zhen didn’t believe the cheap cat. This creature was unreliable.

All of its bluffs never bore thinking out. It was deceitful and cheap.

But just now, Yang Zhen noticed that the three Void Cultivation Stage experts were fixated on the Dao trace stone in his hand; their eyes were bloodshot. Then he started to feel that what the cheap cat was saying might be true.

Moreover, when the stone was handed over, the pressure on his body instantly lifted, also indicating the usefulness of the stone.

But was the smug cat really this kindhearted?

Under the doubtful gazes of thousands of practitioners, Yang Zhen carefully climbed upwards, step by step. As expected, the pressure significantly reduced. Regardless, Yang Zhen couldn’t afford to be careless. He moved slowly, putting one foot ahead of the other with caution.

“Kid, are you a snail? Moving so sluggishly.” The smug cat trembled, looking extremely uncomfortable, even its tail was tucked in.

Yang Zhen glanced back and snapped, “None of your business. If you dare to play any tricks, I’ll pluck all your fur off!

“Ah! Be careful!” The smug cat suddenly shrieked, startling Yang Zhen.

Elder Qu and the other two also jumped in surprise. They immediately stood up, faces carrying a cold smile as they watched Yang Zhen and the smug cat. “What are you screaming for?” Yang Zhen turned his head and glared at the smug cat.

The smug cat laughed eerily, waved its hand and said, “Just continue with your climb. I’m just teasing the three Void Cultivation Stagers.

Yang Zhen was at a loss for words and continued to ascend. He didn t understand why the pressure decreased the further he climbed.

“Oh, the kid can’t take it anymore, he’s about to fall!”

“Oh, you three better not leave at this time. If Yang Zhen escapes, you’ll be pissed.”

“Be careful, kid. If you can’t hold on, just let go.”

The smug cat’s voice grew louder each time it shrieked. The three Void Cultivation Stage practitioners glared at Yang Zhen, paying no heed to the smug cat. However, the smug cat’s ruckus still made them jittery and annoyed. Watching as Yang Zhen slowly climbed up to the seven hundredth step, almost stumbling and rushing down, the three Void Cultivation Stage practitioners strained their necks in anticipation.

Hua Youyue frowned with worry, “What exactly is Yang Zhen doing? Wouldn’t it be better if he just sat down and cultivated? Why is he climbing up? If he ran’t bear the ban and falls, he may lose his life.”

Medicine Elder shook his head with a bitter smile, “I also think that Yang

Zhen’s action is inappropriate.”

The smug cat’s face changed, it trembled incessantly. Looking at Yang Zhen, it muttered, “Almost there, almost there.”

Yang Zhen didn’t hear the smug cat’s mumbling. He only felt he was about to reach the top, his foot landing on the eight-hundredth step.

Boom!

A vast surge of bloody energy swept down from the top of the mountain. In the blink of an eye, it filled the air, covering the entire hill.

The violent energy wave rushed in all directions, not showing any signs of stopping even at the foot of the hill, which changed the expression of everyone present, including the Void Cultivation Stage practitioners.

From within the overwhelming red energy wave, the smug cat suddenly screamed, “Kid, why did you fall? Be careful, don’t let the three Void Cultivation Stagers catch you!”

Elder Qu and the others were startled, keeping their eyes fixed on the blood-colored energy wave, fearing Yang Zhen might escape.

Yang Zhen on the eight hundredth step was completely dumbfounded. Looking back, he was immediately furious, “You bastard smug cat, how dare you run away! You better hope I never run into you again!”

Ahh!

The smug cat had already dashed off at an astonishing speed, its two legs flying as it whizzed past the three dumbfounded Void Cultivation Stage practitioners.

“Kid, you better pray for yourself, haha, this lord has something to attend to, I’ll go first.”

Patriarch Wang huffed coldly, standing up and rushing towards the smug cat, ‘Want to leave!”

“Wow!” The smug cat’s face changed, and it ran faster, “Damn, that kid is about to fall! Why are you not waiting for him and chasing me instead?

Yang Zhen watched and laughed heartily, talking to himself, “Smug cat oh smug cat, better pray for yourself!”

Saying this, Yang Zhen took another Dao Marks Stone from his storage ring, making it a total of three!