Transmigrated into a Heartthrob Novel and Went OOC Chapter 30

 Chapter 30

After fifteen minutes.

Fang Chaozhou stood in the corridor outside Zhongli Yueshui’s room, bearing several claw marks.

A white cat sat elegantly next to him, licking its paws.

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After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence. His voice became much more serious. “Fang Chaozhou!”

As soon as Fang Chaozhou heard  Zhongli Yueshui’s voice, he felt dizzy. The closer the voice, the dizzier he became. He bit his tongue and forced himself to focus, replying, “Yes, Master.”

For the next hour, Fang Chaozhou remained in a dazed state. He didn’t even know when  Zhongli Yueshui’s voice stopped. When the white cat walked out of  Zhongli Yueshui’s room and saw Fang Chaozhou sitting in meditation but with completely vacant eyes, it suddenly transformed into a white tiger. It walked over, opened its mouth, and bit Fang Chaozhou’s collar, dragging him outside.

After being dragged several dozen meters away, Fang Chaozhou finally regained his senses. As soon as he did, the white tiger released him and transformed back into its small, adorable form as a white cat. However, it placed one paw on Fang Chaozhou’s face, coldly staring at him with its hawk-like eyes. It seemed to be gazing at its prey. “Meow, it’s time for you to cultivate now. Master  Zhongli Yueshui said you have to practice until the Hour of the Pig.”

To cultivate until the Hour of the Pig meant practicing for a total of seven hours each day, excluding the one-hour lecture.

Before Fang Chaozhou could speak, the white cat walked on his face and left, leaving behind these words, “Meow, Huali Mountain never keeps useless individuals because they are all discarded.”

Being discarded from here definitely meant a miserable death.

Fang Chaozhou got up, wiped his face, and spat, murmuring softly, “So even cats in the cultivation world shed fur like this?”

However, this feeling was so familiar that it made him feel happy.

Ah Cai was the cat he raised in the modern world. After transmigrating into this novel, he felt empty for a long time without a cat to cuddle.

He didn’t dare to keep a cat here. Compared to humans, cats already have short lifespans, but compared to cultivators, it was even shorter. Moreover, cultivators often go into seclusion for periods ranging from six months to over ten years, making it even more difficult to raise a cat.

The white cat raised by his Master was just too fierce.

Fang Chaozhou now hesitated to touch his own face. There shouldn’t be rabies in the cultivation world, right? They don’t even have vaccines here.

Huali Mountain was empty, with only Fang Chaozhou and  Zhongli Yueshui as the living beings.  Zhongli Yueshui naturally doesn’t bother with Fang Chaozhou, so he spent the whole day alone.

Fang Chaozhou, who liked a balance between work and rest, planned to take a short rest after practicing for a few hours. But as soon as he was about to lie down, the white cat would appear and stare at him with its hawk-like eyes.

Fang Chaozhou:…

He changed his mind and lifted his body halfway back up.

The courtyard where Fang Chaozhou resided was filled with extraordinary furnishings, and the clothes in the wardrobe caught his attention. It was clear that those clothes were not prepared for him, even though they were all new. Each garment was embroidered with a crane on the hem.

This courtyard should have been prepared for Xue Danrong by  Zhongli Yueshui, but unexpectedly, Xue Danrong refused to come and made Fang Chaozhou come instead.

After realizing this fact, Fang Chaozhou avoided going to  Zhongli Yueshui’s side during his free time, apart from attending classes every day. After all, if  Zhongli Yueshui wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as squishing an ant.

Since moving to Huali Mountain, the claw marks on Fang Chaozhou’s face have never disappeared. They only increase with each passing day. Every morning, when he wakes up, it takes some time for his consciousness to return to his body, so he often forgets that the cat waking him up is not his own Ah Cai. Out of habit, he would instinctively embrace the cat and give it a kiss.

The white cat, which has kept its distance, becomes irritable every morning because it can’t figure out why this guy always manages to grab hold of it so accurately, even when it tries to evade him.

It can be said that Fang Chaozhou has devoted all his cultivation efforts to cat-cuddling.

After a few days, the white cat becomes angry and transforms into its white tiger form to wake Fang Chaozhou up.

So, on this day, when Fang Chaozhou groggily opened his eyes, he instinctively went to embrace the cat.

Huh?

Fang Chaozhou’s attempt to embrace the cat didn’t succeed.

Not fully awake yet, he didn’t realize that something was off. If there’s a cat, he would go to it, so he rolled over with his blanket and ended up next to the white tiger, burying his face in the furry and warm tiger fur.

On this day, the claw marks on Fang Chaozhou’s face were larger than usual.

Even when standing outside  Zhongli Yueshui’s room in the corridor, he couldn’t help but inhale lightly. This white cat is a monster, and the wounds it inflicts take a while to heal. Without any medicinal herbs, he can only rely on self-healing.

The pain made him stay alert during  Zhongli Yueshui’s class today, and  Zhongli Yueshui couldn’t help but stop teaching when he heard Fang Chaozhou’s occasional gasps. He spoke coldly, “Since you’re not in the mood to listen today, leave.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Chaozhou bowed to the door, “Thank you, Master.”

After speaking, he turned and left.

Not long after he left, a white cat followed him.

“Meow, you’re really bold. Didn’t you notice that Lord Zhong is angry?” the cat said.

Fang Chaozhou sighed, “I know, but it hurts too much. I couldn’t help it. If I stayed there, wouldn’t it only anger my Master more? I’ll come back for class tomorrow.” Saying this, he squatted down and looked at the white cat, trying to negotiate, “Can I take a day off today?”

The white cat tilted its head and looked at the young man before it, “Meow, what do you think?”

Fang Chaozhou smiled, “I think it’s possible.”

The pupils of the white cat narrowed into thin lines as it coldly stared at Fang Chaozhou. After receiving the message from its gaze, Fang Chaozhou stood up and returned to the courtyard, muttering to himself, “Today is truly a good day for cultivation.”

After practicing until the hour of the Pig (9 p.m. to 11 p.m.), Fang Chaozhou didn’t feel like doing anything else. He just wanted to lie down quietly. The white cat would come to check his cultivation progress, and when it saw Fang Chaozhou lying like a corpse, it didn’t say anything. It elegantly walked past him, leaped onto the nearby desk, and extended its paw into the teacup that Fang Chaozhou had only drunk half of.

Fang Chaozhou noticed it, but after years of cat ownership, he had grown accustomed to it.

Cats always have this bad habit.

But Fang Chaozhou still had other plans in mind. This couldn’t continue. Either he would die under the cat’s claws or he would be exhausted to death first. Currently, the white cat was monitoring his cultivation progress, so as long as he could please the white cat, perhaps he could take a brief rest every day.

As a cat servant, Fang Chaozhou wasted no time and immediately implemented a series of measures to please his feline master.

Firstly, cats love dried fish.

There was a lake in Huali Mountain, and when Fang Chaozhou passed by, he noticed there were fish in it. That night, after he finished his cultivation, he went straight to the lakeside. Since he didn’t have any fishing tools, he decided to catch the fish himself by going into the water. He took off his outer clothes, rolled up his pants, and entered the water.

To illuminate the area, he brought a lamp with him.

Fang Chaozhou used his magic to fix the lamp above the lake, lighting up an area within a yard radius, and officially began fishing. The fish in the lake were quite clever, and several times Fang Chaozhou managed to catch them, but they slipped out of his hands.

“What are you doing?”

The sudden voice startled Fang Chaozhou. He was too frightened to react and turned around to see  Zhongli Yueshui standing there. He didn’t have time to be startled anymore and started feeling dizzy again.

 Zhongli Yueshui looked at the young man with most of his body submerged in the water, his tone unpleasant, “Why are you here at this hour?”

Fang Chaozhou pinched himself hard to regain his composure before replying, “Reporting to Master, I’m fishing.”

“Fishing? Why do you want to fish?”  Zhongli Yueshui frowned.

“I want to catch some fish to nourish… ah, no, to nourish the esteemed white cat that you, Master, are taking care of,” Fang Chaozhou said.

 Zhongli Yueshui’s tone became even worse, “It doesn’t need you to catch fish to nourish its body. Moreover, as a cultivator, why are you diving into the water like a commoner?”

In his eyes, the young man before him was utterly useless. If it weren’t for Xue Danrong’s request, he wouldn’t have brought such a worthless person to Huali Mountain.

Because he looked down on Fang Chaozhou, he never spoke kindly to him, even though Fang Chaozhou was his personally accepted direct disciple.

“Using spiritual power would cause the death of many fish. I only wanted one,” Fang Chaozhou replied with his head lowered.

Hearing this,  Zhongli Yueshui’s tone didn’t soften at all; it even became more severe. “Taking a life is taking a life. Whether you kill one or dozens or hundreds, it makes no difference. To those fish, you are their executioner. Stop wasting your time on such useless things. The fish in this lake are meant for Tubaai. When it’s hungry, it will come to eat. It doesn’t need you to catch fish to please it. If you have the time, you should focus on cultivating.”

After saying that, he turned and left.

Fang Chaozhou watched as  Zhongli Yueshui’s figure slowly faded into the distance. Before he could get out of the water, he heard another voice.

“Meow, you really are clumsy.”

It was the white cat.

Fang Chaozhou followed the sound and saw the white cat sitting in the shadow. He didn’t know how long it had been there.

The white cat stared at Fang Chaozhou, who was still standing in the water. It stood up and gracefully walked towards him. When it reached the edge of the lake, it dipped its paw into the water. In an instant, it effortlessly caught a big, plump fish with its small paw.

Fang Chaozhou had nothing to say when he witnessed this scene. He could only emerge from the water and use his magic to dry his clothes. As he was putting on his shoes and socks, the white cat approached him.

“Meow, are you feeling upset? If you’re upset, just tell Lord  Zhongli Yueshui. You can voluntarily leave Tian Shui Sect.”

It finished speaking and eagerly awaited the young man’s response. However, it didn’t expect that its head would be suddenly petted.

Fang Chaozhou squatted down, serious expression on his face. “No, I’m not leaving. We agreed on half a year. Less than a month, a day, or even an hour cannot be considered half a year.”

He remembered what  Zhongli Yueshui had said. Xue Danrong had to isolate herself from him for at least half a year. Only after that time would Xue Danrong’s feelings towards him return to how they were before.

Moreover, if he left Tian Shui Sect now, he would easily be captured by Li Yiyue. He didn’t want bloodshed, so he had no choice but to endure it.

Half a year should be enough time for Li Yiyue to forget about him. After all, Li Yiyue’s interest in him was merely temporary. Over time, Li Yiyue probably wouldn’t even remember what he looked like.

Just as he was thinking this, Fang Chaozhou found another scratch mark on his face.

The white cat’s voice sounded sinister, “Did you put on your shoes and socks and wash your hands just now?”

It was so angry that it didn’t even use “meow” this time.

Fang Chaozhou glanced at his hands, then stood up and ran away.

Although the first attempt to please with dried fish failed, Fang Chaozhou quickly came up with the second plan.

Grooming the cat.

However, there were risks associated with grooming a cat. Some cats enjoyed it, while others strongly disliked it. Fang Chaozhou could only give it a try and see how the cat would respond.

He made a comb with densely packed teeth and, while the white cat was innocently soaking its paws in his tea cup, he discreetly placed the comb behind the cat and gently brushed it from top to bottom.

The order of brushing was crucial, as most cats dislike having their fur brushed in the opposite direction.

He brushed it once, and the white cat didn’t react much, still drinking its water. Fang Chaozhou hesitated for a moment, then brushed it again, causing the cat to flick its tail.

Fang Chaozhou’s eyes lit up, and he wanted to strike while the iron was hot. However, when he reached the third stroke, the comb in his hand made a snapping sound and broke in half.

The second attempt, a failure.

The price of failure was another scratch on Fang Chaozhou’s face.

But soon, Fang Chaozhou implemented the third plan.

He used a calligraphy brush to draw a circle on the floor and called out to the white cat, “Mimi.”

The white cat didn’t turn around. Fang Chaozhou thought for a moment, then stood up, picked up the tea cup the cat was still soaking its paws in, and placed it inside the circle.

After a while, the tea cup was knocked over, spilling water all over the floor. The white cat squatted outside the circle, elegantly licking its paws.

The third attempt, a failure.

…

The fourth attempt, a failure.

The fifth attempt, a failure.

The… attempt, a failure.

Fang Chaozhou, who fought and failed repeatedly, became disheartened. On this particular morning, after being scratched a few times, he didn’t let go of the white cat in his arms. Instead, he grew bolder and engaged in a cat-style wrestling match.

After scratching the white cat’s chin dozens of times, the cat’s sharp claws slowly retracted into its paw pads. After a while, its throat made a rumbling sound, and the rapid beating of its tail against the bed gradually quieted down. Even its pair of almond-shaped eyes narrowed.

Having raised cats for ten years, Fang Chaozhou scratched the cat’s chin while gently patting its little bottom with his hand.

His cat, A cai, loved it when he did this.

As Fang Chaozhou continued to pat and observe the white cat’s reaction, he noticed that the cat’s bottom was indeed raised. The corners of his lips couldn’t help but curl up in a smile, but before the smile could fully form, it froze.

With a loud “bang,” the white cat suddenly grew ten times larger and pressed down on him, covering half of his body.

The white tiger opened its eyes, its mismatched blue and yellow gaze fixed on the young man beneath it. Its paw landed on his shoulder, and its voice sounded hoarse, “Continue.”

Fang Chaozhou could handle petting a cat, but a tiger? He couldn’t handle that at all.

So, as Fang Chaozhou nervously swallowed a gulp of saliva, he quickly cast a spell. As soon as he finished the spell, he tried to get up and escape. However, he couldn’t even make it to the door before he was tackled.

The scorching breath of a wild beast enveloped his neck, and at the same time, countless goosebumps erupted on his skin.

In the next instant, Fang Chaozhou was flipped over.

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