"I only ask you, is what she said true or false?" Mu Ye looked up at the old man, the wind blowing through his disheveled hair, making it difficult to discern his expression.

　　"What does it matter for someone who is about to die," the head of the Jiuyou Sect said, looking down from above with disdain.

　　The surroundings were protected by the barrier he had set up using spiritual power, and our conversation was unknown to outsiders.

　　"Well, then, hahaha." Mu Ye struggled to climb up from the back of the Wolf of the Night, looking at the head of the Jiuyou Sect.

　　His steps were unsteady, and he laughed in a terrifying manner.

　　"How pitiful is my life? I was abandoned by my parents from birth, and my master who took me in only saw me as a stepping stone.

　　This world cannot accommodate me."

　　His flesh and blood rapidly regenerated before my eyes, and black energy intertwined and enveloped Mu Ye, as if it was an endless abyss, ready to devour him.

　　The barrier around him began to vibrate, and the sound of cracking filled my ears as the barrier rapidly collapsed at the junction of the cracks.

　　"Today, this old man will act on behalf of heaven." The white-bearded old man squinted and raised his palm, smashing it towards Mu Ye.

　　"Longming Sword, are you just going to watch from the sidelines?" I shouted, still clinging onto life.

　　In the original story, the head of the corrupt sect had his head cut off by the Longming Sword.

　　The Longming Sword swayed and moved slightly from side to side, seemingly stuck in the wall.

　　I shook my dog head speechlessly and disdainfully said, "You call yourself an heirloom divine weapon?"

　　Before the words even finished, the entire Longming Sword turned red, directly shattering the Jiuyou Sect's gate.

　　See, give the sword a little stimulation and it will always have unlimited potential.

　　I sat on the back of the Wolf of the Night, shaking my head in lamentation.

　　What will happen to this family without me?

　　The white-bearded old man realized that the situation wasn't good and tried to take advantage of it.

　　Really, can't stand his hypocritical face.

　　Facing the deadly move of the head of the Jiuyou Sect, Mu Ye didn't evade.

　　He only furrowed his brows impatiently when the old man was just an inch away from him.

　　The head of the Jiuyou Sect was instantly thrown a foot away, managing to stabilize his figure but couldn't hold it in and spat out a mouthful of blood.

　　Impatiently, Mu Ye waved his hand, and the Longming Sword flew out, its tip aimed at the old man's forehead.

　　The sound of sword's vibration was distant and prolonged.

　　"Mu Ye! How dare you disrespect the sect leader!" After the barrier collapsed, the Jiuyou disciples rushed over upon hearing the noise, surrounding us in a formation that we couldn't understand, but their imposing demeanor was remarkable.

　　Mu Ye slowly helped me comb the hair on my back.

　　I squinted my eyes, trying hard to control myself from purring.

　　It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing.

　　I never thought that getting my fur stroked by humans could be so comfortable.

　　"Heh." The laughter by my ear made my whole body stiff.

　　When I opened my eyes, I met Mu Ye's gaze, only to see his pupils reflecting a mysterious golden line, gradually outlining a totem.

　　The Longming Sword stood in the air, and the swords carried by those Jiuyou disciples "clinked" as they unsheathed them, surrounding us with their tips pointed at their own masters.

　　The Jiuyou formation was broken without any effort.

　　"Today, I will repay the sect leader for his kindness of raising me." Mu Ye raised his hand and, as if appreciating it, lightly tapped his index finger.

　　In an instant, Jiuyou was destroyed.

　　The old headmaster lost an arm and barely escaped.

　　His sect was destroyed, filled with resentment, he used the many scrolls he had collected over the years as a reward only to kill the demon Muye.

　　Countless people came to chase us, but none returned.

　　As a result, Muye's reputation soared in the martial arts world, earning him the title of a great demon.

　　Muye always carries me in his hands, and I think to myself, don't I have to dress up nicely? So every time I wear a little skirt and little accessories without exception.

　　Then, I became famous too.

　　But I swear, I will tear this book into shreds sooner or later!