Chapter 9

Panpan Appears

"I am going out this time to find something, something very important to me."

"Is it necessary to go to another Great Heaven to find something? Can you still come back?"

"Don't be afraid, Wang Panpan will take care of you."

"Wang Panpan... who is Wang Panpan?"

Ruan Ci rubbed her eyes, propped herself up, and first touched her chest—the people of Song Guo check their wooden talismans first thing every morning. She hadn't remembered for a moment that the so-called power of fire miasma was just a bit of evil energy born from the water spirit being isolated and the circulation of heaven and earth being blocked. Now that the formation was broken and the five spirits were flowing, the fire miasma naturally dissipated.

Thinking of this, Ruan Ci couldn't help but smile, but immediately felt a bit surprised: no one had actually explained the reason for this to her, yet she didn't know how she could guess it, and was so sure of it. It seemed that after a dream, something had been added to her heart.

She had had a rough life since she was a child, which had also cultivated an open mind. Ruan Ci thought about it carefully for a while, but found no clues, so she put the matter aside. She tore off the wooden talisman, but didn't throw it away, instead collecting it along with the wooden plaques in her arms. Most of the Ruan clan members had no remains, so these were the only thoughts left by her relatives.

"Where is this..."

This was the most pressing problem at the moment, and the second one was also extremely realistic, "How should I take this yin coffin away."

Ruan Ci looked around and saw that the place was uneven, full of strange rocks, and there were towering mountains in the distance, with no sign of people. She couldn't help but mutter, "Where on earth is this? Am I... have I already arrived outside Song Guo? Hmm, no, this should still be within the three countries of the South Zhuzhou."

She would say this because she had seen what other countries looked like next to Xie Yanhuan last night. Because Song Guo lacked water, there was no grass growing outdoors, and the towering mountains were all bare stone mountains. But the other countries in the South Zhuzhou were all lush and green, which was very different from the terrain here.

The East Flower Sword was lying not far from her side. Ruan Ci picked it up and tried to draw it, but the scabbard didn't move. Ruan Ci was not discouraged, first tore off a piece of her skirt as a rope, and tied the East Flower Sword to her back. Suddenly she thought, "This sword is bare, with no sword tassel or sword rope. I don't know how Sister Xie carried it on her back. Could it be... that she used her cultivation to suck it onto her body?"

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, but the wooden talisman in her arms made a sound, which made Ruan Ci's smile fade. She tied the long sword and tried to walk a few steps. This sword was almost taller than half of her, but it was as light as nothing. Ruan Ci found it quite convenient to carry, but she thought to herself that it was definitely not as elegant and good-looking as Xie Yanhuan carrying the sword.

"I can still grow taller." She said to herself, "At least grow a few more inches, so it matches this sword. When carrying the sword, the tip of the sword won't hang below my butt, otherwise it's very inconvenient to sit down, and the hilt won't be higher than my head. It looks too ridiculous and ugly now."

Just as she was saying this, her back felt light, and the hilt that had been bumping against her hair bun seemed to suddenly become shorter. Ruan Ci reached out and touched it, and sure enough, the East Flower Sword seemed to have become much shorter, and it was no longer as difficult to carry as before. She couldn't help but be overjoyed and sighed, "So this is the magic treasure of an immortal."

With the example of the East Flower Sword, Ruan Ci felt that the child coffin, which was the size of a child's coffin, could be handled in the same way. She climbed to the side of the child coffin, stroked the white jade coffin wall, and muttered, "Become smaller, become smaller, I will put you in my sleeve and take you away."

The child coffin didn't move. Ruan Ci recited it more than ten times, but it had no effect. She patted the child coffin in frustration and said angrily, "Burdensome thing."

As she stroked it, the coffin lid trembled, and a loud 'meow' came from inside, somewhat exasperated, as if a civet cat was complaining that its owner didn't feed it enough. A childish voice sounded from the coffin, "Burdensome thing? Ruan Ci, you have no conscience at all. If it wasn't for me last night, who would have brought you here?"

Ruan Ci's eyes lit up. Being able to hear a second voice in this wilderness made her feel much more at ease. She knocked on the coffin and asked, "Is it Wang Panpan? Wang Panpan... are you the big civet cat I raised?"

Wang Panpan yawned loudly in the coffin and said lazily, "Hmph, I am not anyone's servant, and I am not the little cat you raised. Let me sleep a little longer, saving you really made me sleepy..."

"If you are not a civet cat, where did the civet cat go?" Ruan Ci asked incessantly outside the coffin. She gasped, "Ah! You wouldn't have eaten it!"

She covered her mouth again, "Ah! Or, you ate its soul and possessed its body—"

Ruan Ci had always had the most questions. Wang Panpan didn't answer, and she could perform a play by herself, being startled and surprised beside the coffin wall. Wang Panpan was so exasperated by her questions that she yelled a 'meow', "So noisy! Wait a moment!"

The coffin suddenly became quiet. Not long after, the small coffin gradually lit up, and a small civet shadow curled into a ball appeared inside, looking much smaller than Ruan Ci's civet cat. Ruan Ci stared at it, and just as she was curious, her eyes blurred, and she saw a civet cat running from somewhere at the foot of the mountain, with wind under its feet, brushing past her, rushing straight into the coffin, turning into a phantom and passing through the coffin.

Ruan Ci felt a shiver all over, looked at Wang Panpan carefully, and its figure became a bit more solid, which was almost imperceptible. If Ruan Ci hadn't already opened her heavenly eyes, she would hardly have been able to tell the difference. Just as she was looking closely, more than a dozen civet cats ran from somewhere, of different colors and sizes, all jumping into the coffin and merging into Wang Panpan's figure.

Ruan Ci now understood why her civet cat wanted to jump into the small coffin at that time. She didn't dare to disturb Wang Panpan anymore, and just counted with her fingers, "One, two, three... hmm, how many can there be? I'm afraid there are more than a hundred?"

"What a country girl."

Wang Panpan sneered in the coffin, "More than a hundred?"

The little civet cat's shadow in the coffin shook its fur, stood up, first stretched, and then inhaled toward the sky. Ruan Ci held her breath and waited for a long time, but nothing happened. She was very disappointed and gave a 'tsk', just about to say something to mock Wang Panpan, but the next moment her expression changed, "Why do I hear the sound of a carriage team?"

She had opened her heavenly eyes, and her five senses were much sharper than ordinary people. After she said this, dust and smoke rose in the distance, as if many wooden-wheeled carts were rushing here, like a merchant caravan, or even more like an army rushing. But such mountain roads were rugged and difficult to walk, and vehicles couldn't come up at all, and even people couldn't climb well. Ruan Ci didn't even know how she climbed out of the mountain.

Just as she was wondering, she saw dust rolling at the foot of the mountain, and thousands of cats were rushing over. The scene could be described as spectacular. Ruan Ci held her breath, watching them jump into the yin coffin one after another, until the last black and white cat arrived late, jumped in with a 'meow', and then she let out a sigh of relief, surprised, "Wang Panpan, could, could it be that all the civet cats in Song Guo are your incarnations?"

Wang Panpan didn't answer, her figure flickering. After a while, the light in the coffin suddenly brightened, and then dimmed again. The coffin lid rushed into the sky, and a small white cat jumped out of the coffin, 'meowed' at Ruan Ci, raised its tail spiritedly, shook its fur, jumped onto Ruan Ci's shoulder, and spat out a white light. The child coffin spun and became smaller in the white light, and was swallowed into the belly by the white cat in one gulp. Wang Panpan licked its paws and said proudly, "Although it's not all of them, it's at least eighty percent. Otherwise, the master slept for seven hundred years to cultivate her phantom method, who would gather information in Song Guo? It could only be Panpan's turn to go out, right?"

Ruan Ci asked curiously, "Is Sister Xie your master? But why is your surname Wang?"

Wang Panpan's fur exploded, "So what if she is my master? I was called Wang Panpan when I was born. It doesn't mean that just because she subdued me, I have to change my name to Xie Panpan. Xie Yanhuan never asked me such a boring question, and didn't even mention letting me change my surname. Sigh, you are really not as good as her. Qing Jun, oh Qing Jun, from Xie Yanhuan to such a little girl, I really feel sorry for you."

Ruan Ci didn't mind at all and smiled, "I am naturally not as good as Sister Xie, so Sister Xie asked you to take care of me—could you talk before you were subdued by her? Also, is Qing Jun this sword? Can it talk too?"

"Hmph, it's just that little girls like you haven't seen the world, that's why you ask such ridiculous questions. Back then, before I was accepted by the master, I was also a big monster with a great reputation in the North Underworld Continent. My name could stop children from crying at night. From Shanyang to Lingbei, who hasn't heard of Wang Panpan's prestige?"

Wang Panpan sat on Ruan Ci's shoulder, pointed in a direction for her to walk, and kept bragging about herself, but her figure was young, not as majestic as the civet cat incarnation. The more she said this, the more Ruan Ci couldn't help but laugh. Wang Panpan was so angry that she yelled, "Don't laugh! Everything I said is true! I am the most powerful big monster in the Underworld Continent! You all have to be afraid of me!"

Ruan Ci suppressed her laughter, "Yes, yes, yes, I am so afraid of you. If it weren't for Sister Xie asking you to take care of me, you would have eaten me in one bite."

"You know it!" Wang Panpan was satisfied, jumped to the ground to lead the way for Ruan Ci, and complained with meows, "It's all because you urged me, which made me anxious and caused such a big commotion. You have to listen to me more in the future. If I want you to wait, you just wait obediently. Look, originally if we went out from the south and took a few more turns, we would reach the capital of Song Guo. But so many cats running here at the same time, any cultivator would know something is wrong. Although most of them dare not chase after you, they will definitely try their best to find your whereabouts. We have to be careful and can't go to the capital. We have to go north, preferably leave Song Guo for a while, and come back in a few years."

Ruan Ci's heart also moved, and she reached back to touch the East Flower Sword. Wang Panpan smiled, "You still have some brains. You understand now. You are just a mortal now. No matter how powerful I, the big monster, am, I can't fight four hands with two fists. If those cave-heavens and Nascent Souls in the South Zhuzhou swarm up, both of us will fold here."

"At that time, Sister Xie broke through the void and left, and they were all looking at us," Ruan Ci hesitated, "Then at this moment..."

"No, the East Flower Sword will stabilize the destiny, making your whereabouts difficult to calculate. Besides, the master used the spiritual power storm and the power of two major spiritual treasures to break through the Zhou Tian barrier, which also made the water spirit storm here stronger. The spiritual energy is unstable, and turbulence is everywhere. Even a cave-heaven ancestor would find it difficult to track our whereabouts in such chaotic spiritual energy." Wang Panpan sighed, "You don't know anything, and you fainted with a roll of your eyes. You don't know how profound cultivation is required to safely protect a mortal in a spiritual energy storm."

"Is that so? But I think Sister Xie was very relaxed." Ruan Ci counted with her fingers, "Hmm, she is a Nascent Soul Great Perfection, and hasn't taken that step to achieve cave-heaven. Compared with a real cave-heaven ancestor, she should still have deficiencies. Your cultivation should be inferior to Sister Xie's, so you won't be higher than Nascent Soul Great Perfection at most."

She asked in confusion, "Is the North Underworld Continent a more remote place than the South Zhuzhou? Even the South Zhuzhou has 'a few' cave-heaven ancestors, but the most powerful big monster in the North Underworld Continent is only a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Wang Panpan stopped talking, jumped off Ruan Ci's shoulder, walked to the side of the road, turned her back to her, and squatted motionless, her ears pressed to the side of her face, her tail swinging back and forth. Ruan Ci suppressed her laughter and coaxed her, "Ah, sorry, I was wrong. The North Underworld Continent is full of outstanding people and spirits, and there must be many powerful big cultivators, but they are all not as good as our big monster Panpan. Although the realm is low, the cultivation is not weak at all, and it firmly covers them all."

She said a lot of good things before Wang Panpan reluctantly forgave Ruan Ci, jumped into Ruan Ci's arms, looked up, and said, "You must remember, I am the most powerful big monster in the North Underworld Continent!"

Ruan Ci couldn't help but scratch her chin like she used to scratch the civet cat. Wang Panpan was scratched until she narrowed her eyes, twisting in Ruan Ci's arms, her tail wrapping around Ruan Ci's arm, and soon she lost her temper, narrowed her eyes and said, "You little girl is quite good at serving cats, quite clever."

She used to squat on Ruan Ci's shoulder like a master, but now that she fell into her arms, she finally had the appearance of a pet. Ruan Ci smiled and didn't speak. After a while, she asked, "Where are we going? —Since we have left Song Guo, why do we have to come back?"

"Go north, we can go to Liang Guo, find a mountain to live on, I will teach you some breathing techniques, and catch some spiritual beasts to nourish your body. A few years later, Song Guo will have water, trees will grow, living beings will all come back, and the spiritual energy will be stable. By then, we will come back here."

"After a few years, you will have grown up a lot, and the cultivators of Song Guo will all come back. They have left Song Guo for seven hundred years, and now they are all moving back, it must be very chaotic. We will mix in during the chaos. Who would know that such a small girl, carrying a small dagger on her side, is the East Flower Sword?"

Although Wang Panpan seemed to have a strange temper, she considered it very carefully. Ruan Ci only understood after she said it that the situation in Song Guo was indeed not as easy to hide as in Liang Guo. However, she still had questions, "In order to hunt down Sister Xie, the three sects have blocked Song Guo for seven hundred years. Now the East Flower Sword is in this South Zhuzhou, and they all saw that I am a girl, so—"

"You mean, will the three sects continue to block Song Guo, issue a wanted notice, and track your whereabouts?" Wang Panpan asked. She sneered and said, "Although you are very clever, you are still too inexperienced."

"Then it's just right for the old monster Panpan to teach me."

Ruan Ci smoothed her fur well, and Wang Panpan beamed with joy. Just as she was about to speak, her cat ears suddenly trembled, and her pink nose twitched a few times, "Why do I smell flowers?"

Ruan Ci also smelled a pleasant fragrance, but if Wang Panpan hadn't called it out, she wouldn't have known it was the fragrance of flowers, so she couldn't help but increase her vigilance, "Song Guo has never had flowers."

"I know, did I calculate the direction wrong and fall to the border of Song and Liang?"

Wang Panpan looked at the sky a few times, jumped from Ruan Ci's arms to the ground, sniffed the ground for a while, her ears suddenly stuck to her skull, and she rushed back into Ruan Ci's arms, whispering, "Bad luck, bad luck, why did I fall here?"

"Where is this?"

Wang Panpan flicked her tail, seemingly a bit hesitant, and said, "You look up at that jade cliff top. This is where Xie Yanhuan and you waited for the time. The master killed a Nascent Soul cultivator named Liu Yin here. After the cultivator died, the spiritual energy returned to heaven and earth, and there must be strange phenomena. That Liu Yin died here, and after his death, his inner scene leaked. This should be the fragrance of the flowers that bloomed in his sea of consciousness."

"What is the sea of consciousness, what is the inner scene?" Ruan Ci asked two questions first, but she also knew it wasn't the time to talk about these, "Is there danger? Should we turn back?"

"There is no danger, it's just that we might run into someone who came to collect his body." Wang Panpan seemed to dislike the smell of the flowers, buried her face in Ruan Ci's lapel and still felt it wasn't enough, opened a small hole with her claws, and drilled into Ruan Ci's clothes, muffled, "Now the spiritual energy is chaotic, mortals don't feel much, but it's different when cultivators use magic. There are many obstacles and stagnation. Maybe the people looking for him won't arrive so quickly. Let's just pass through quickly. There will be some strange phenomena, but it's not too dangerous. Just don't take anything, it will be troublesome if you get stained with cause and effect."

She muttered, and unconsciously said her heartfelt words, "What if he follows us? I am most afraid of ghosts."

Ruan Ci didn't mock Wang Panpan this time. She wasn't very brave either, but it was obviously riskier to turn back at this time. Following the fragrance of flowers, they walked through the bottom of the cliff, bypassed a corner, and the front lit up. In a cold forest, white mist was like silk, and strange flowers were blooming everywhere. In the forest, there seemed to be stars and moons, and the strange scenery was not something that existed in the human world, and it was even harder to imagine that it was transformed by the consciousness of a cultivator.

Ruan Ci tucked the bulging Wang Panpan in her arms, and amidst its light meows, she gathered her courage and walked into the mist.

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