The Flower Of The High Mountain Turns Into A Cat And Is Picked Up By A Human Chapter 3
byThe livestream abruptly cut out.
Heng Yuze tossed the filming equipment aside. Looking at the mess on the floor and thinking of the custom model cat that had accompanied him day and night, his fingers subtly curled. He then squatted down, resting his palms lightly on his knees.
Though the young man felt sorrow, he wasn’t angry.
He treated Bai Chendeng as an equal, not looking down on him just because he was a cat.
Bai Chendeng, having vented his frustration, regained his composure.
The man and the cat looked at each other, both falling into an awkward silence.
Heng Yuze’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He was the first to speak: “I’m sorr—”
Bai Chendeng also wanted to say something, even though he was currently a cat: “Meow…”
A loud ringtone interrupted the man and the cat.
Heng Yuze rubbed the side of his face twice, then hurried to find his phone.
The caller was saved as “Brother Bo.”
Heng Yuze took a deep breath, not daring to delay too long, and forced himself to sound calm.
He tried his best to keep his voice steady: “Hello, Brother Bo.”
Bai Chendeng’s hearing was excellent, and he recognized the identity of the person on the other end of the line.
That money-grubbing, stingy Pomeranian demon?
“Yes, Chendeng is with me.”
“Okay, I will take good care of him.”
Heng Yuze had been worried about Bai Chendeng ever since his last video was posted, through the attacks by trolls, and up until now. His anxiety had begun to affect his normal work.
“Brother Bo, Brother Bai… what exactly happened to him?”
Bai Chendeng heard how the dog demon was mocking him, spreading rumors that he had been hospitalized, and was in the ICU, neglecting even his cat.
Then, the person on the other end changed the subject, instructing the man to take good care of Chendeng until the cat’s owner recovered and returned.
Heng Yuze finally received news about the Bai Chendeng he was so concerned about, which calmed him down slightly. Brother Bo’s character was trustworthy after all.
“I understand. Thank you, Brother Bo.”
The call ended.
Bai Chendeng knew the dog demon would cover for him.
He was an unexpected source of income, and that stingy Pomeranian would never let his cash cow go. He would definitely find a way to smooth things over.
The only thing that surprised Bai Chendeng was that this pervert… this human, was actually concerned about his human identity.
The massive amount of Votive Power on this man was key to extending his life. If he were just a fan, it wouldn’t reach this level. Perhaps this person was connected to the Chendeng Foundation.
If the Votive Power generated by the gratitude of an ordinary person was recorded as 1, the Votive Power this man provided reached over 100. It was precisely this power that allowed him to recover directly from near death.
This person had great talent and should possess the aptitude for cultivation. With guidance, he might be able to step onto the path of cultivation.
Heng Yuze put down his phone, estimating that the recent incident would attract attention, and quietly turned it off.
Tonight would probably be lively.
But he had a more important presence before him.
He squatted down, gazing at the pair of blue eyes.
When Heng Yuze had been standing, the shadow cast by the light had enveloped the cat. Now that he was squatting, the cat’s upper body was in the light, and its soft, long white fur seemed to glow.
Heng Yuze suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth. He said, half-helplessly, “You really look like a person.”
“You look like one when you’re angry, and you look like one now, with that hint of guilt.”
Bai Chendeng’s paw pads kneaded slightly. Not understanding what the man was saying, he began to groom himself, his pink tongue scraping his fine white fur. Because the fur on his chest was so long, he had to lean back hard to finish licking it.
What else could Heng Yuze say? He felt like a pervert and a lunatic, talking to a cat like this.
“Are you hungry?”
He asked gently, “You’ve done quite a bit of physical labor. I’ll go make you some food.”
Bai Chendeng watched his retreating back, stopped grooming, and detached himself from the pile of zombie cat remains. He curled up on the blanket Heng Yuze had prepared.
The white cat tucked himself in obediently, revealing only his small head. He looked over with pure blue eyes. When the man turned back to look at him, he was instantly moved by the cuteness.
Seeing the man walk toward the kitchen with an awkward gait, Bai Chendeng felt a smile rise in his heart, but looking around, he still felt a sense of unreality.
He could still hear the man murmuring: “Chicken breast, beef, plus a little liver, pumpkin, apple…”
With so many ingredients, it was a good thing his refrigerator was large enough to hold everything.
As the aroma of the food was released, Bai Chendeng sniffed lightly, burrowed twice in the blanket, found a more comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up again, he heard constant soft murmuring near his ear.
“Good boy… Chendeng… are you feeling unwell?”
“Good boy, wake up, eat a little before sleeping again…”
Bai Chendeng woke up from the void of his dream, regaining consciousness. He realized he was being held in a slightly familiar embrace. A face that was quite handsome by human standards was very close, his eyes dark and deep, yet filled with an exceptionally pure sense of cherishment and affection.
“Meow—”
The chest pressed against his body vibrated again.
He was laughing.
Heng Yuze joyfully placed the cat on the table, his tone expectant: “Honestly, although I’ve watched many videos on making cat food, I never thought I’d personally cook for you one day.”
Bai Chendeng cautiously sniffed. He knew the meal before him was extremely delicious without even tasting it.
His body’s vital energy was still stagnant. Even though he had recovered a little strength, he still needed to replenish his energy.
He lowered his head and tentatively took a bite.
The deliciousness blossomed in his mouth. The rich juices of the food were swallowed like fine nectar.
Bai Chendeng had expected the food to be good, but not this good.
This man’s cooking skills were excessively good. Every ingredient retained its original flavor, and when chewed together, they created a new sensation. The color, taste, and aroma perfectly matched his preferences—even far exceeding them!
While Bai Chendeng ate, Heng Yuze watched him eat with gusto, his chest filled with a sense of accomplishment. He babbled on, unconsciously saying a lot.
“I’m sorry. Thinking about it now, you must have been terrified when you saw that model.”
“As an apology, let me take care of you for a while.”
“I wonder how your owner is doing, and if his injuries are serious. I know your owner is very mysterious and rarely interacts with outsiders. He hasn’t even shown up for guild dinners… It’s hard for me to even meet him once.”
Bai Chendeng thought: Why do you want to see me?
Heng Yuze reminisced, his voice growing softer.
His tone became dreamy: “I received a great favor from your owner, so I must repay him.”
What a heartfelt confession.
Was he pouring out everything because he was just a cat?
Bai Chendeng had saved many people.
Directly and indirectly.
His rapid growth from a low-level cat demon to the verge of breaking through to a Minor Cat Immortal was astonishing and could not have been achieved simply by doing a few good deeds.
“Meow—”
You have already repaid me.
Heng Yuze’s home was very clean, matching his impression of a young man living alone.
The only unusual thing was the filming equipment visible everywhere.
Recalling the meal, which was practically a delicacy, Bai Chendeng burped and lazily rolled over.
The pain in his body was mostly a side effect of his failed breakthrough.
The recent livestream had accumulated a considerable amount of power within him.
If he could continue that kind of livestream for a while longer, he would be able to transform back into his human form and begin investigating the truth behind the Votive Power turning into malevolent energy.
Bai Chendeng lay in the jacket, extending his paws and scratching the air twice.
He hadn’t died; someone had saved him.
Since he was alive, no matter the reason, he would definitely find the root cause and resolve everything.
Heng Yuze emerged from the kitchen after washing the dishes. Seeing the cat on the sofa extending and wiggling his paws, he instantly stopped, swiftly grabbed a small camera from the top of the refrigerator, and started recording!
Excellent, the cat was still extending his paws!
He peered at the screen, wanting to capture this moment of cuteness.
Bai Chendeng sensed something and immediately retracted his front paws. Then, his two round, blue eyes stared at the man, his small face showing a hint of seriousness.
Bai Chendeng: That was close, almost got filmed.
Unexpectedly, Heng Yuze continued to film him repeatedly.
The camera floated from the kitchen doorway right up to the cat’s face, almost touching his nose.
A pink paw pad covered the camera. Bai Chendeng was utterly speechless.
“Meow—”
You really are a pervert.
Heng Yuze was silently ecstatic.
This angle is cute! This angle is also cute! It’s simply too cute!
How do people interact with cats?
Cat Owner 1 said: “Just normally. He meows when he’s hungry, rubs against me when he’s bored, and slaps me when he’s annoyed…”
Cat Owner 2 said: “My cat is terrible. He bites me, scratches me, steps on my face while I sleep, drinks water from my cup, and deliberately knocks things onto the floor, etc.”
Cat Owner 3 said: “My cat is exceptionally well-behaved! He lets me kiss him, pet him, and rub against him! He even initiates snuggles!”
Heng Yuze said: “Cute cute cute cute cute…”
His mind was filled with nothing but cuteness.
A finger waved back and forth in front of Bai Chendeng.
Bai Chendeng suppressed his instincts. When annoyed by the waving, he simply closed his eyes to rest.
The man sighed in distress: “Good boy, you really are smart.”
Bai Chendeng: “…”
He looked like an idiot.
The man swallowed, a bold idea flashing through his mind.
The finger stopped waving and, like a thief, crept toward the cat’s tucked-in paws.
Bai Chendeng opened his eyes and looked down at the mischievous finger.
Heng Yuze chanted like he was performing a ritual: “I’ll just touch it, just touch the little hand…”
Tsk.
Bai Chendeng extended a paw and pressed against the increasingly presumptuous finger.
“Meow—”
No.
Heng Yuze leaned back.
Lying on the sofa, he was completely overwhelmed by the cat’s cuteness attack.
And so began the cohabitation between the human and the cat (cat).
Heng Yuze finally got his wish and brought the beautiful cat home.
Bai Chendeng was harassed for a while. Annoyed, he struggled to his feet and jumped onto the top of a cabinet to escape the disturbance.
The man was still calling out regretfully in a low voice: “Good boy, come down. There are delicious freeze-dried treats here!”
Bai Chendeng: “…”
Heng Yuze: “Don’t you want to play with the toys either? Look, it’s a little bird!”
The man held a long rod with a string dangling from the end, which was attached to a strange bird with only a few feathers.
Bai Chendeng: “…”
He tried food and toys, but temptation was completely useless against the highly intelligent Chendeng cat.
Heng Yuze retreated in defeat.
He nestled on the sofa, his peripheral vision encompassing the cat, who had curled up, only half his head visible over the cabinet edge.
Heng Yuze, when facing the Chendeng cat, was exaggerated. His soul seemed to swell and escape his body, transforming him into a different person.
Seeing that the cat didn’t want to engage with him, Heng Yuze returned to normal.
His true self was slightly aloof.
When expressionless, his eyes carried a fierce look.
This fractured behavior naturally fell entirely into Bai Chendeng’s view.
A pair of cat eyes stared at him intently, taking in his every move.
What a strange person.
As a cat, Bai Chendeng had encountered many humans, especially when he couldn’t yet transform.
The people he met then had a mix of kindness and malice. One moment they might be making cooing sounds to tease him, and the next they would be completely different. Bai Chendeng had been injured a few times because of this. The most severe time, he broke a leg, but fortunately, he had already gained some cultivation and could protect himself.
He was grateful when humans offered him shelter and food, and he managed to escape when humans inflicted violence upon him.
Strange.
When he was untransformed, what he most longed for was to meet a person who treated him consistently with kindness and affection.
Now that he no longer needed human protection, he happened to meet such a person.
The cat yawned.
Thinking too much also wastes energy.
He then fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Heng Yuze opened his phone. His pupils reflected the dense stream of messages. He expressionlessly picked up the white cat, who was still curled up sleeping in the blanket.
Sunlight streamed through the curtains, bathing the man and the cat in warmth.
Bai Chendeng hadn’t slept enough; his body needed more sleep and energy. He was like a boneless puddle of cat liquid.
Heng Yuze couldn’t bear to truly wake him, so he whispered, “Thanks to you…”
Half-asleep, Bai Chendeng thought he heard someone muttering about him.
He struggled slightly, the movement not strong, which elicited a deep chuckle before he lost consciousness again and fell back into a deep sleep.
When Bai Chendeng opened his eyes, he realized he had been moved from the cabinet top and immediately reflected on whether he had been too unguarded.
He rolled around in the blanket. The fine, short fleece enveloped the cat’s long fur, and the warmth almost seemed to radiate out. Sunlight danced, transforming into tiny, brilliant sprites that rested on the tip of every cat hair.
He rested his furry head on the edge of the blanket and watched the young man talking quietly on the phone through the open door. He idly thought: The events of last night should have a follow-up today.