In the eyes of so-called wealthy businessmen, nothing in this world was truly a priceless treasure.

If you rejected their offer, it didn’t mean you were too noble to be swayed by wealth. It just meant the price was too low—it hadn’t struck a chord deep within your soul.

Su Yu was rejected by Yu Zitong. He showed no sign of disappointment, instead offering a faint smile. "How about five hundred million? Sell me this cat."

Jumping from one hundred million to five hundred million, Su Yu was determined to bury him in money until he handed the cat over with both hands.

Yu Zitong’s eyes slowly widened as he stared at Su Yu in disbelief.

’Just how rich is this guy?’

The greed in his eyes was instantly exposed. After a few quick, deep breaths, Yu Zitong shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "Boss Su, there’s something you don’t know. I have a Blood Contract with Golden Pupils. Even if I sold it to you, it would be useless. It would still belong to me."

"Besides, putting the Blood Contract aside, this cat is proud and untamable. The only reason it follows me is that it sees me as its only family in this world. It won’t accept anyone else as its master."

The mother cat had died the instant she gave birth, and when Golden Pupils opened its eyes, the first thing it saw was Yu Zitong.

So, even if Yu Zitong wanted to make a deal, it wasn’t up to him.

Hearing this, Su Yu could only shake his head in regret, sighing inwardly. ’This guy is so lucky.’

It was destined that this divine cat would never be his.

"That’s not necessarily true."

Tu Xiao’an appeared beside Su Yu and Yu Zitong like a Ghost.

Golden Pupils had broken through to Rank Two and was now facing off against the Demon Lin Fan. They still had a major showdown ahead of them, so there was nothing for Tu Xiao’an to do.

"What do you mean?" Yu Zitong watched Tu Xiao’an warily. ’Is this Elemental Martial Cultivator planning to steal my cat?’

Then, Yu Zitong smiled confidently. ’He can’t take it from me. Golden Pupils will only ever acknowledge me in this life.’

Tu Xiao’an shrugged at Yu Zitong’s final verdict—as if the cat could only follow him and would never accept a second master.

Nothing in this world was ever absolute. Sure, the Blood Contract and the cat seeing Yu Zitong as its family were as good as set in stone.

But if Tu Xiao’an really set his mind to taming this cat, it wouldn’t be that difficult.

’A Blood Contract? It’s not like I haven’t broken one before.’

However, Tu Xiao’an had his own principles. He wouldn’t act like a bandit and forcibly take someone’s powerful pet just because he saw it.

Unless Yu Zitong completely managed to provoke Tu Xiao’an, like the Mosquito Controller from Bai Town.

He had used his system’s ability to forcibly subdue that silver-white Mutated Mosquito, ignoring any so-called Blood Contract.

"Master Yu, don’t celebrate too soon. Golden Pupils becoming a Rank Two Cat Spirit might not be a good thing for you."

Yu Zitong looked at Tu Xiao’an and snorted coldly. "You’re just jealous. The stronger my cat gets, the more it benefits me."

"’You’ve done nothing wrong, but possessing a treasure like that is a crime in itself,’" Tu Xiao’an said lightly. "You’re just a Rank One Awakener. How are you qualified to own such a divine cat? You think no one will be jealous?"

"So what if they’re jealous? With the Blood Contract in place, no one can take it from me," Yu Zitong stated with certainty.

Tu Xiao’an shook his head. "What damn good is a Blood Contract? If you die, the contract vanishes, and Golden Pupils becomes a masterless beast."

As soon as he said this, the color drained from Yu Zitong’s face. The words had struck his weak spot.

That’s right. When it came down to it, he himself was too weak.

He relied entirely on his cat whenever he went out.

Anyone who wanted his cat just had to kill him first.

"Don’t be an alarmist. Even if you killed me, Golden Pupils would never accept a second master."

"That’s for them to worry about later. First, they’d kill you."

Yu Zitong glared viciously at the young man before him. ’This guy is so annoying, always saying things I don’t want to hear.’

The previously overjoyed Yu Zitong suddenly couldn’t feel happy anymore. Instead, a sense of crisis began to well up inside him.

True, there seemed to be some truth to his words, but Yu Zitong remained stubborn. "I’m with the Bai Family. Who would dare touch me?"

"What if someone from the Bai Family takes a liking to your cat?"

In Tu Xiao’an’s eyes, the Bai Family was far from a clan of saints.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have sent a Mosquito Controller to use a sinister method like Mutated Mosquitos to create Blood Essence.

They showed a complete disregard for human life.

’Even I’m jealous of such a great cat. You think the Bai Family wouldn’t want to get their hands on it?’

"Nonsense! If someone from the Bai Family wanted my cat, they would have made a move long ago. Why would they wait until now?" If Yu Zitong weren’t outmatched by Tu Xiao’an, he would have gone over and taught him a lesson for being such an alarmist and deliberately scaring him.

Tu Xiao’an scoffed. "The Bai Family hasn’t made a move because before, even though the cat was a superior breed, it was still just a Rank One Awakened Creature. Leaving it with you was, at best, a ’divine cat’ nurturing project."

"But now Golden Pupils is a Rank Two Cat Spirit. It’s leaped over the Dragon Gate. Not only does it have the might of a tiger and the presence of a lion, but its Yin Yang Eye is also exceptionally gifted. How could they remain indifferent to such a top-tier House Guardian Beast and just leave it with you for outsiders to snatch away?"

The more Yu Zitong listened, the more alarmed he became. His face flushed red as he pointed at Tu Xiao’an. "You... you... you’re spouting utter nonsense!"

"Believe it or not, that’s up to you. But let me give you a piece of advice: don’t take Golden Pupils back to the Bai Family. Otherwise, I’m afraid you won’t just be unable to protect your cat—you’ll lose your own life as well."

After saying this, Tu Xiao’an fell silent. A cold sweat was already trickling down Yu Zitong’s back, and he felt utterly terrible.

Seeing Yu Zitong’s distraught expression, Tu Xiao’an laughed to himself. ’That ought to scare you.’

Weakness is the original sin. The danger of having a powerful pet is that not only can it not help you, but it might also become your death warrant.

Everything has its pros and cons.

Tu Xiao’an had very "kindly" explained the "con" side of things to Yu Zitong.

「Back at the construction site」

Golden Pupils, now a Rank Two Cat Spirit, had swelled to the size of a tiger and was locked in a life-or-death battle with the Demon Lin Fan.

The site trembled continuously, indistinct in the wind and rain. The occasional explosive booms and flying debris spoke to the intensity of the battle.

The Demon Lin Fan wanted to savage the cat, but he was already finding himself stretched thin. For the moment, he truly had no way to deal with this Golden Pupils, whose heaven-shaking roars and majestic presence were overwhelming.

At the very least, defeating it would take some effort.

The exceptionally fierce battle was impossible to look away from.

Whether it was the three-meter-tall Demon Lin Fan or the tiger-like Golden Pupils, the power they displayed was devastating.

Su Yu’s expression turned extremely grim. He said to Tu Xiao’an, "Brother Xiao’an, you have to think of something! We can’t let them keep fighting, or my construction site is going to collapse!"

This site was just a half-finished shell, still under construction and not very sturdy. The battle was making it tremble and sway. If it continued, it could truly turn into a pile of rubble at any moment.

If the construction site collapsed, Su Yu’s losses would be catastrophic.