Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok!-Chapter 151

Changgui accidentally stepped on the black cat’s tail.

"Meow!!"

"Ah!" Xiaohua woke up in shock, "Mao Mao, don’t say such dirty words!"

A few people were in a mess, rolling out of the bushes like a big ball, and then scattered all over the ground.

"Bind!" Li Si’s talisman spell flew out with a swish.

Xiaohua and Changgui were immediately immobilized.

"Meow." The black cat looked on with disdain, swatting down the talisman paper with a paw and then nonchalantly licking its paw.

"It’s actually an inauspicious demon cat!" Wang San pointed at the black cat in surprise, "How can someone stay with such an evil spirit without fearing bad luck?!"

"Meow!!" Hearing this, a vein popped on the black cat’s forehead, and it pounced directly onto Wang San’s face, scratching furiously.

"Ahh!" Wang San cried out in pain, barely managing to grab the black cat by the scruff of its neck and throw it far away.

Li Si couldn’t help but laugh at Wang San’s scratched face.

"Hurry, deal with this evil thing!" Wang San shouted, covering his face.

Li Si glanced at the fluffed-up black cat: "It’s just an ordinary cat, right?"

"Have you seen an ordinary cat that can knock down your talisman paper?!"

Xiaohua finally slowly peeled off the talisman paper from her face: "The Sect Leader said Mao Mao is a cat demon."

The two from Fei Xing Sect were stunned.

"Did you hear that?! They’ve said it’s a cat demon, why aren’t you quickly getting rid of it!"

Li Si shrugged his shoulders: "I’m not in the demon-slaying business, I’m just an average cultivator."

Getting rid of it, he’s not doing that. He knows that Xiaohua is the Qian Ding Sect Leader’s favorite little kid, and the black cat is her beloved pet. If he got rid of it, wouldn’t the Qian Ding Sect Leader be the first to get rid of him?

Not to mention whether the Fei Xing Sect could win, even if they did, who could guarantee there’d be no losses? If I got rid of this black cat, the loss would be on me!

Wang San angrily drew his copper coin sword. Don’t think the weapon used by people from Fei Xing Sect looks like something for shamanic dances; in reality, this sword is sharpened.

In other words, it can be used for shamanic dances, and also for cutting people—or cutting cats!

Wang San stabbed at the black cat, the black cat leaped lightly, stepping on Wang San’s head to jump behind him.

Wang San turned and stabbed again, the black cat repeated its jump, returning once more.

"Gah! This infuriates me!"

Wang San pulled out a handful of talisman papers, throwing them haphazardly as if they were free, while the black cat nimbly dodged between the talismans, swatting a few more down with its paws before finally sitting on a pile of golden yellow talisman papers, licking its fur.

Eloquent, elegant!

Beside him, buried almost to immobility by the talisman papers, Changgui felt utterly speechless.

Why am I the only one who can’t move, hey!

Xiaohua started rolling on the ground: "Paper carpet!"

"Li Si, are you just going to stand there watching?!" With nowhere to vent his anger, Wang San turned and shouted at Li Si, who was watching the show.

Li Si was taken aback, then sat down: "Then I’ll sit here and watch?"

"You—" Wang San was so angry that steam seemed to puff from his nostrils, his blood pressure rising rapidly, "You’re a spy sent by the other side, aren’t you!"

"Not really, but you see, what you can do and what I can do is the same. If you can’t do it, then obviously I can’t either, so I won’t waste the talisman paper, they’re quite expensive."

Li Si made so much sense that Wang San was left speechless.

Hey! Can someone care a little about this helpless child here!

Changgui, turned into a paper man by the talisman papers, cried out in his heart.

"Are you bad people?" Xiaohua asked.

"Hmph, today we are here to—"

"Pay you a visit!" Li Si quickly covered Wang San’s mouth.