"Wow, that's incredible."
"So what do you want to do now — kill me?"
Chu Feng shot back.
"Killing you would be going too far. We don't have that deep a grudge between us."
"But you little brat, daring to throw shit on me — that was really going too far."
The old cat said indignantly.
"That wasn't real shit. It was fake shit."
Chu Feng explained.
"But it was still shit."
The old cat said.
"Then what do you want? Just say it straight."
Chu Feng asked.
In truth, Chu Feng had no fear of the old cat at all.
The Asura King had long since secretly lent his power to Chu Feng.
With the power of a fourth-rank half-god in hand, Chu Feng naturally had nothing to fear from the old cat's third-rank half-god strength.
He was merely teasing the old cat on purpose.
"What do I want?"
"By my nature, I should force-feed you shit."
"But you little brat — at least we have some history, so I won't be as ruthless as you were."
"But compensation is non-negotiable. Hand over Bai Yunqing's Universe Bag, and your Universe Bag as well."
"No — not just the Universe Bags. Hand over all the treasures on you. Most importantly, that Horsetail Whisk."
At the mention of the whisk, the old cat's eyes began to gleam.
Sure enough, the old cat had its eyes on Chu Feng's Heavenly Master's Horsetail Whisk.
"Fine, I'll give you everything. Anything else?"
"Say it all at once."
Chu Feng said.
"The ruins teleported us out, which means you've already obtained the inheritance."
"Hand over that inheritance too."
"As long as you hand them over obediently, I'll let bygones be bygones for the sake of our past relationship and spare your life."
The old cat said.
"Fine, I can hand over everything you want."
"But you have to tell me one thing — is Xue Ji really safe and sound?"
Chu Feng asked.
Before, when the old cat had been captured by Chu Feng, its words might have been lies fabricated to avoid being harmed, so Chu Feng hadn't fully believed them.
But now, in the old cat's eyes, Chu Feng was the captured one, so it would naturally speak without any reservations.
The words the old cat spoke now were more trustworthy.
"There's one thing I didn't lie about — Xue Ji truly has extraordinary talent and is somewhat special, so she is indeed no longer my slave."
The old cat said.
Hearing this, Chu Feng's brows furrowed slightly. "So you're saying you did lie to me. What did you lie about?"
"She's not at my place, because I sold her off." The old cat said.
"Sold?"
"To whom?"
"Where was she sold?"
Hearing that Xue Ji had been sold, Chu Feng pressed with question after question, his emotions growing somewhat agitated.
Xue Ji wasn't some object — how could she just be bought and sold?
The word "sold" from the old cat gave Chu Feng a very bad premonition.
"I did sell her."
"But who I sold her to is a secret — I can't tell you."
"Hurry up, hand over everything, and don't dawdle."
The old cat urged as it walked toward Chu Feng, intending to personally search him for treasures.
"You won't talk?"
"It seems you'd rather take the hard way."
Chu Feng's gaze suddenly turned cold.
"Indeed, you'd rather take the hard way."
"Wait — isn't that the line I'm supposed to say?"
"How did it become yours?"
For a moment, the old cat was somewhat at a loss.
Hummm—
Just then, the Spirit World gate opened.
Seeing that normal conversation wasn't working, Chu Feng had decided to release his Spirit World army and use force to compel the old cat to reveal the truth.
"What, you've been hiding all your treasures in Spirit World space?"
"Is that even possible?"
Seeing the Spirit World gate open, the old cat didn't sense anything wrong at all.
Put simply, it looked down on Chu Feng, believing Chu Feng couldn't match it.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh—
It wasn't until the next moment, when countless figures burst forth from the Spirit World gate — a full ten million Asura warriors, packed densely across the sky and earth, surrounding the old cat on all sides — that it finally realized something was wrong.