Chapter 965: Mustard Seed, Sumeru

Two days later.

Cangwu Mountain, the Tianxuan branch's residence.

In a certain side courtyard.

A youth in a black robe sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes tightly shut.

Energy surged around his body; faint golden flames leapt out, radiating astonishing heat that made the air grow dry.

On the stone table beside him lay a small cat, its fur a mix of grey and white.

The kitten squinted its eyes, yawned, and looked utterly weary.

At this moment, it licked its little paw while glancing at the youth, and said smugly, "Tsk, tsk. Consider yourself a lucky little punk, running into Grandpa Cat. Otherwise, where would you get today's fortune?"

The words had just fallen.

Jiang Yan收敛 his aura and slowly opened his eyes.

He first let out a deep breath.

Then he raised his head, looked at Mao Xuan, and said, "Many thanks to Senior for your help. Jiang Yan is more grateful than words can express!"

Although he did not know why the other party, with only a pre-Heavenly cultivation base, could live so long and speak human speech.

Yet the breadth of the other's insight far exceeded his imagination.

Not only could it casually deploy all manner of secret arts, it also held numerous insights of its own.

It also carried within it an extremely special natal divine ability.

Its name: Mustard Seed, Sumeru!