Exploring Immortality Cultivation-Chapter 195 - 155: Western Front Warfare

From New Year’s Eve to the fifteenth day of the first month, there would definitely not be just Wang Qi in the Immortal Institute. There are always some youngsters who do not care much about "family reunions" and matters like that. Either their parents are cultivators, hence there’s no rush, or they are truly devoted to the path of cultivation, still indifferent to worldly affairs, or they are like Wang Qi, with no home to return to.

However, during these days, there should not be any acquaintances of Wang Qi in the institute. Even though he is not good at interacting with others, he could confirm that much. After bidding farewell to Wu Fan yesterday, he should not see any familiar faces for half a month, including Xiang Qi and Su Junyu, the Foundation Establishment Stage Teaching Assistants, who would all go home.

But, what had he just heard? "Meow"?

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Could it be that his recent surge in being a cat slave caused him to be unhappy without hearing a meow for a day, leading to auditory hallucinations? And even a duet?

"Meow!" Just then, a more childish voice emerged.

Okay, it was a trio.

This didn’t make sense!

Again doubting his philosophy on life, Wang Qi stirred up his mana, stopping his calculations on the electromagnetic field equations. The electromagnetic power around Wang Qi hesitated for a moment, then transformed into a simpler electromagnetic field. A strong electromagnetic force spread out, sweeping away the surrounding snowflakes.

Within several dozen yards around Wang Qi, the snow stopped. No more snowflakes fell here.

"Meow?" Not far away, Mao Zimiao looked puzzledly at the sky. Then, belatedly, she turned to look toward Wang Qi.

"Sister meow meow, meow snow meow..." The little girl beside Mao Zimiao, who did not possess her sister’s ability to perceive mana, thought it was just the snow stopping and anxiously tugged at her clothes. Judging by her figure, the little girl was about seven years old, and at this age a normal human would already be articulate, but due to her half-demon nature, she reverted to "meowing" when anxious.

Unlike her sister, the little girl had black hair, and though her ears were also triangular, they were still positioned on the sides of her head. Reversion in cat demons typically occurred after secondary sexual characteristics developed, so the little girl looked more like the Human Clan.

Mao Zimiao shook her head, somewhat sternly telling the little girl, "Xiao Min, you can’t just meow, you’ve already learned to talk and you can’t keep meowing!"

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Wang Qi called out, "Hey, Azimiao, what are you doing here?"

"Meow! Xiao Qi you’re one to talk! Why are you here?"

Wang Qi rolled his eyes, "If I’m not here, where else would I be staying?"

Then Mao Zimiao, remembering what Wang Qi had said about his hometown after the incident with Yang Jun, hurriedly said, "Sorry… Hey Little Ya! Don’t run around meow!"

A little boy, about three years old, saw Wang Qi and happily ran over. This child looked more human than his two sisters. If it weren’t for Wang Qi noticing from a distance that his canine teeth were more developed than usual, he might have wondered whether Mao Zimiao’s next-door neighbor was a Mr. Wang or a Mrs. Xiang.

The little boy, probably running too fast, stumbled and fell into the snow. Then, a mix of crying and "meowing" resonated all around.

Wang Qi covered his face and sighed, "I hate little brats."

Mao Zimiao spent a while soothing her brother. Then, she brought the two children under the roof where Wang Qi was sitting, and together they began building a snowman. Once the kids managed to shape it up, the young girl jumped onto the rooftop and said to Wang Qi, "This is embarrassing, meow."

Wang Qi shook his head, pressed his palm against the rooftop, and instantly evaporated another patch of dry ground, saying, "Sit down. I remember you went to see your dad in the West Sea. Why are you back again?"

The girl’s gaze held a shadow, "The West Sea Demon Clan and the Immortal Alliance have started a war."

Wang Qi gasped, "Did you escape back here with your siblings?"

The Western Border has been breached by the Demon Clan? That’s quite explosive to start with!

Mao Zimiao shook her head, "It’s not that exaggerated. My father is an Immortal Alliance Guardian, too busy to care for Xiao Min and Little Ya, so he had me bring them here, and after the sixth, I’ll take them to relatives in Central Earth."

Wang Qi scratched his face, "Isn’t your family’s reaction a bit excessive? The Western Border hasn’t been breached, the rear area of the West Sea should still be safe…"

Mao Zimiao still shook her head, "It’s no longer that safe. Xiao Qi, do you know why it’s heavily snowing in Xinyue?"

Wang, the academic, honestly admitted, "I don’t know. I also don’t understand why there’s so much snow this year."

"The West Sea Dragon King utilized his powerful innate divine ability to manipulate Infinite Sea Water to surge against the coast, turning an infinite amount of seawater into clouds and fog, pushing it into the land of Shenzhou, aiming to attack the Immortal Alliance’s armies from both inside and outside, and altering the terrestrial environment to better suit the Sea Demon."

"Damn…"

In the Ancient Method Era, frail humans in the Mahayana Realm might not necessarily defeat a member of the Demon Clan in the Mahayana Realm. In ancient times, the chaotic era of the nine demons was suppressed by the Carefree Practitioners, only proving that the Human Clan was far superior to the Demon Clan in both individual and collective strength.

However, there was one type of Demon Clan that humans still dare not claim easy victory over.

That was the Dragon Clan.

The Dragon Clan was once a symbol of invincibility. This battle race, which reaches the Demon God Stage upon reaching adulthood and can sweep through all other races in the Mahayana Realm, has always prided itself as the master of Shenzhou. Tens of thousands of years ago, they only needed to dispatch a single Mahayana individual to annihilate the Human Clan. Even for a Modern Carefree, a victory over a Mahayana Dragon Demon isn’t assured.

Knowing it was a top figure from the Dragon Clan, even a massive weather change might be a minor matter for the West Sea Dragon King.

Wang Qi marveled at the strength of the West Sea Dragon King, but soon this astonishment was replaced by another uplifting emotion—I can be even stronger than him in the future!

How could a Modern Cultivator’s understanding of the Great Dao be weaker than a demon’s? How could one who obtains the law through the Dao lose to innate talent?

Mao Zimiao sighed leisurely, pulling Wang Qi back to reality. He looked at the girl beside him, anxious for her father, and shook his head, handing her the cup in his hand, "No matter how much you worry here, your dad won’t be any safer. You’d better focus on taking care of those two little rascals down there—look, they’ve started fighting."

The little boy tried to throw a snowball at his sister, but lacking strength, the snow clumped scattered mid-air. The little girl earnestly formed a snowball and threw it back.

Mao Zimiao chuckled, "It’s alright, they always play like this, meow."