The Flower Of The High Mountain Turns Into A Cat And Is Picked Up By A Human Chapter 60

Chapter 60

Yuan Zhiyi lit the incense, bowed, bowed again, repeating the ritual three times daily, more diligently than eating.

He routinely finished his daily prayers when the door suddenly knocked. His older sister’s voice rang out in surprise: “Xiao Yi, it’s done!”

Yuan Zhiyi was confused: “Huh?”

His sister pounded on the door, shouting: “It’s done! Bai Chendeng succeeded!”

Yuan Zhiyi suddenly understood. He quickly formed a hand seal and calculated—it truly was done!

“Hahaha!”

Yuan Zhiyi hugged his safety pendant, kissed it once, felt it wasn’t enough, and kissed it again.

“You little rascal, open the door first!”

Yuan Zhiyi snapped back to reality: “Oh, oh, oh—I’m coming!”

Zheng Shu had locked himself in his room and hadn’t come out for a long time.

His mother, worried, could only try different dishes to feed him.

His father scolded him: “You don’t know your own limits! You rashly sent karma to someone else!”

His mother tried to mediate: “You’ve hit him and scolded him. Since the matter is done, if Bai Chendeng broke through, isn’t that a good thing?”

His father said: “I’m not angry about that. I’m angry that he’s so reckless, daring to interfere in everything. Being useless isn’t the main issue; the important thing is knowing your own weight, knowing when you can mess around, and what things you absolutely shouldn’t touch!”

Zheng Mother sighed.

Their two families were a strong alliance, a typical marriage of convenience. They had only this one son. With different parents, he would surely have grown into a spoiled, toxic second-generation heir.

However, the couple was strict with Zheng Shu, never holding back on discipline. Thus, although Zheng Shu wasn’t particularly capable—a fish swimming in murky waters—he never caused major trouble. Occasional minor mischief didn’t count.

This time, Zheng Shu actually dared to rashly involve himself in the karma of a demon immortal. He truly needed a good beating!

After Zheng Shu was caught, his backside was bruised, his back bore stripes from the belt, and his face had injuries from being struck.

He insisted he was not wrong, that he wanted to help Bai Chendeng, remaining unrepentant. He locked himself in his room and stayed there until now.

His parents were at their wit’s end, sighing every day.

Until Bai Qi arrived at their door.

Hearing the good news Bai Qi brought, the couple exchanged glances.

Zheng Shu was still scrolling through the group chat, worrying about the little white cat, wondering how he was doing and if he had properly used the gift he sent.

Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door.

His second uncle’s voice sounded.

“Xiao Shu, good news. Bai Chendeng broke through. Come out now.”

Zheng Shu immediately rolled over on the bed. His backside and back were hit, making him wince in pain.

Zheng Shu shouted at the top of his lungs: “Tell my mom and dad to apologize to me! Otherwise, I’m not coming out!”

His parents, who had felt a sliver of guilt, heard this. Zheng Father was enraged. He pushed Bai Qi aside and kicked open the locked door.

Zheng Shu, lying on the bed, was scared pale: “Hey, wait, old man, you’re serious!”

Zheng Father glared: “What did you call me?”

Zheng Shu: “Dad, I was wrong!!!”

The Calming Incense burned down to the end, its fragrance filling the Underground Secluded Chamber.

Heng Yuze opened his eyes. Before he could steady his mind, he was blasted away by the powerful pressure emanating from his side, forcing him back to the edge of the chamber.

Spiritual energy condensed into a vortex, enveloping Bai Chendeng.

The clear cry of a phoenix-like bird echoed in his ears, and the sky gradually deepened with purple light.

In late winter, centered around Bai Chendeng, trees within a ten-mile radius burst with vitality. It was as if a spring breeze had arrived, bringing forth green buds and new leaves.

This miraculous scene appeared in videos across countless accounts, each bearing a title expressing shock.

As Bai Chendeng breathed, massive spiritual energy surged in. The previously illusory cat phantom became solid at a visible speed.

A radiant glow swept down from the sky, piercing the firmament and hanging like a bolt of silk. Phoenix-like birds circled it, and countless streams of spiritual light poured out.

Leaves flourished and flowers bloomed; all creation celebrated the birth of a new immortal. Fish in the pond continuously leaped out of the water, splashing droplets, and the spring water rang clearly.

Bai Chendeng shed his disguise. His hair grew down to his waist, pure white like snow, resembling silver threads condensed from moonlight—utterly flawless.

A snow-white long robe appeared out of thin air, covering his fair skin. Every inch of his body had been refined by spiritual energy, flowing with Dao charm. Beyond the beauty of skin and bone structure, this body was perfect, meticulously sculpted in every detail.

His blue eyes merged the pure color of cat eyes with the contours of a human form. When his gaze flickered, it seemed to conceal a divine radiance, holding divinity yet not lacking compassion.

The formation of his divine body was witnessed entirely by Heng Yuze, who was pressed against the wall.

He was stunned by the sight. In his eyes, heart, and mind, only this figure remained, along with surging love and pride.

Bai Chendeng gathered his spiritual energy, and the surrounding spiritual light gradually faded. The grand ceremony of universal celebration finally came to an end.

He then turned, looking at Heng Yuze with those magnificent blue eyes.

Heng Yuze walked toward him slowly and resolutely.

During this process, memories of the past surfaced: whether it was the guild streamer he had never met, the stray cat wandering outside, the cohabiting partner who worshipped the moon and greeted the sun, the little cat immortal fighting side-by-side, the great demon who was both close and distant, or the high and mighty demon immortal—countless memories and emotions were tied to the person before him.

He was his partner.

He was the love of his life.

He was the existence he was willing to sacrifice his life to support and fulfill.

He was Bai Chendeng.

Heng Yuze had waited for this future where they could stand side-by-side.

“Chendeng.”

His voice was tender.

Bai Chendeng rushed into his embrace.

“Heng Yuze.”

“Mhm, I’m here.”

Bai Chendeng felt the warmth in his arms. He felt an unfamiliar emotion, long brewing in his chest, finally transforming into a raging fire that burned within his body, leaving him parched.

“Thank you.”

Thank you for everything you did for me.

Thank you for risking your life to help me through the inner demon tribulation.

“Before, when you joined the Administration, was it because…”

Heng Yuze stated firmly: “Yes.”

So that was it. It was exactly as he suspected.

Only now did Bai Chendeng realize that Heng Yuze’s love for him had been deep enough even back then.

Bai Chendeng wanted to say something more.

But Heng Yuze didn’t give him the chance.

With his beloved in his arms, he could no longer hold back. He cupped Bai Chendeng’s face and gently pressed his lips against those soft, delicate ones.

The crisp, clean scent mixed with sweet saliva. Heng Yuze trembled with excitement. He knew exactly what he was doing. This feeling was too stimulating, too wonderful. He was a normal man with desire for the one he loved. The thought that Chendeng was just experiencing the awakening of emotion, completely blank in this regard, gave him a perverse thrill of coloring something pure white.

He wanted to do more, more intimate things with Bai Chendeng.

Bai Chendeng was plundered. Faster than surprise came shame. Never having been this close to anyone, or engaged in such intimate behavior, the string of rationality in his mind snapped. The moist, hot breaths he exhaled were completely swallowed.

Wet and feverish.

Bai Chendeng instinctively began to struggle. The moment he moved, he was stripped of strength by a ticklish, numbing sensation. Heng Yuze, eyes full of laughter, wrapped his arms around his waist, holding him tightly.

He was melting.

Bai Chendeng could feel the increasing accumulation of Wish Power on Heng Yuze’s body, constantly merging into his own. At the same time, Heng Yuze himself was invading his mouth, leaving him utterly powerless, only able to submit.

When Grapevine saw the spiritual energy subside, he quietly opened a crack in the chamber door. His black, grape-like eyes peered inside, only to discover something incredible. He forcefully stifled a “Woah,” his gaze burning as he watched his boss being held and passionately kissed by Heng Yuze.

Oh my god, that hug was too tight.

Ah ah ah ah ah—

Grapevine’s lips curled up. Unable to suppress his smile, he desperately covered his mouth to prevent himself from making a sound and interrupting the two inside.

The sticky sound of moisture echoed ambiguously in his ears.

Bai Chendeng was so embarrassed that his eyelids turned completely red. During a brief moment when Heng Yuze released him, he managed to utter a rejecting “No,” but often, the word was barely out before his tongue was caught, swallowing the rest of his protest.

The intensity of this first kiss was entirely due to how long Heng Yuze had suppressed himself. Now liberated, years of longing and desire were fully expressed.

Bai Chendeng couldn’t bear it; his legs felt weak.

The moment it ended, his lips were swollen, a vibrant, luscious red—a clear sign of how fiercely they had been ravaged. His breathing was soft and weak, betraying the exhaustion of being thoroughly cherished.

Heng Yuze was slightly breathless, quite satisfied with his talent in this area.

His first attempt had left the newly breakthrough demon immortal utterly weak.

Bai Chendeng leaned against him, unwilling to face him.

He felt that the rationality and composure he had always prided himself on were completely shattered at this moment.

Heng Yuze had burst into his world, bringing him all the novel sensations he had never experienced.

Not only did he not find it annoying, but on the contrary, he liked it very much.

He liked Heng Yuze’s unconditional and unrestrained favoritism toward him.

His lips moved slightly, but Bai Chendeng could only exhale shallow breaths, unable to speak.

Outside the door, footsteps quickly retreated.

Grapevine, realizing he couldn’t let the arriving guests see the intimate scene, consciously made some noise to greet them.

Guests had arrived.

Heng Yuze gently squeezed Bai Chendeng’s hands and whispered: “Chendeng, we have guests.”

Bai Chendeng leaned into his embrace and muffled a soft “Mhm.”

Heng Yuze found him adorable, his eyes and lips filled with smiles.

“If people see you like this now, everyone will know I kissed you hard. Does this count as staking my claim? Hmm… this little cat immortal has a partner. Others shouldn’t harbor any more thoughts.”

Bai Chendeng was so annoyed he lifted his head from Heng Yuze’s chest and glared at him.

To Heng Yuze, it looked no different from flirting.

“I…”

He still couldn’t speak very smoothly.

After all, his lips were still swollen.

He had been devoured for too long.

“You…”

He glared at Heng Yuze again, then pushed him away, nearly losing his balance and swaying slightly.

Heng Yuze loosely circled him with his arms, afraid Chendeng might fall.

White long hair, blue eyes—the most beautiful little cat immortal in the world.

Heng Yuze ran a hand down his face, concealing the boundless flush of spring.

Coming back to his senses, he saw Heng Yuze holding a lock of his long hair, his eyes filled with infatuation. Bai Chendeng chuckled softly.

This person’s eyes had only ever been on him.

It was a pity he discovered it so late.

No, it wasn’t too late.

From now on, they would always be together.

Heng Yuze didn’t know that the inner demon tribulation represented his deepest fear and regret.

In that cold winter, he was trapped in a hell of ignorance, repeatedly experiencing death by abuse.

Heng Yuze’s appearance saved him.

After his cultivation breakthrough, the emotions he had deliberately suppressed instantly erupted. He was no longer the demon who resisted and was slow to all feelings, but a free demon immortal deeply loved by someone.

He couldn’t forget the concerned and tender face of Heng Yuze when his nearly shattered soul awoke, nor the patient, coaxing voice in his ear.

These beautiful, positive feelings replaced the cold, painful nightmares of his memories.

“Chendeng.”

“Yes?”

Heng Yuze took Bai Chendeng’s hand.

“I love you.”

Bai Chendeng’s face, which had just returned to normal, instantly flushed crimson.

“Why… why say something like that so suddenly?”

Heng Yuze smiled, intimately squeezing the soft hand in his palm: “I just thought, since things are about to get busy—dealing with guests offering congratulations, planning the wedding, hosting friends, colleagues, and superiors—it’s better to say it now.”

Bai Chendeng frowned: “It’s that busy? Wait… did you just say… planning the wedding?”

Heng Yuze nodded: “Yep.”

“You have to give me a proper status, right?”

Bai Chendeng’s face turned bright red: “This… won’t it be… too sudden…”

Heng Yuze put on a distressed expression: “Are you going to make me follow you without a name or status?”

This huge accusation struck Bai Chendeng, making him dizzy with a sense of déjà vu.

Heng Yuze adopted a fierce tone: “Will you agree or not?”

Bai Chendeng: “…I agree…”

Too cute.

How could he be so cute?

Heng Yuze adored him.

Bai Chendeng was completely wrapped around his finger. He let out a sigh, afraid Heng Yuze would say something shocking again, and quickly said: “Let’s go out first.”

Heng Yuze, having received the little cat immortal’s verbal agreement, was satisfied. He didn’t mind the obvious change of subject and obediently said: “Alright. I wonder who arrived first? I bet it’s Brother Zheng and the others.”

Bai Chendeng had sensed the auras outside during his breakthrough and had a slight impression. He confirmed: “It’s people from the Administration.”

Heng Yuze smiled: “Then it seems the entire Administration knows about us.”

Bai Chendeng looked a little shy: “Are they that idle?”

“They won’t be idle for long.”

“?”

“The Administration has kept my little cat immortal busy for so long and helped out so many times. It’s time they put in some effort to help you stabilize your cultivation.”

Bai Chendeng was silent for a moment. His heart felt soaked in warm water, leaving only sweetness: “You even know about that.”

A modern demon immortal like him was different from ancient demon cultivators; he couldn’t retreat for long periods to stabilize his cultivation. Breaking through by relying on Wish Power also required Wish Power and merit to solidify his cultivation base.

Heng Yuze intertwined his fingers with Bai Chendeng’s.

“It’s alright. We have enough time to do this.”

His eyes filled with tender affection, Heng Yuze’s pupils reflected a face of peerless beauty.

Once again, he said: “I love you.”

Ah… so this is how it is.

Humans seek eternal life; demons seek immortality.

There are always some beings willing to give their all for another.

Bai Chendeng was very lucky to be loved so passionately.

Bai Chendeng heard his own voice, saying—

“Heng Yuze.”

“I love you.”

It was love.