Chapter 63

Feng Yin once again recalled the feeling of enlightening Tie Xin Tang, savoring it endlessly.

"It seems that enlightening plants has very different effects compared to enlightening animals. Why is the effect so significant? But the specific differences still need to be thoroughly investigated."

This time, four streams of clear energy flowed back into his body. Feng Yin felt that the Dao Canon in his mind seemed to become clearer.

The benefits to his meridians were also more noticeable than before.

It was like ordinary moist soil welcoming a gentle drizzle; though not immediately saturated, it felt refreshing and invigorating.

His mind and spirit were completely intoxicated.

The benefits were also evident. For example, after continuous cultivation, his meridians had become slightly swollen, and he could no longer absorb spiritual energy, reaching a point where he could not advance further.

But now, he could clearly feel that even if he reached that point again, he could continue to cultivate for another hour, and his foundation had advanced further.

"I am now at the peak of the Ninth Rank of the Innate Realm. In two days, with the current accumulation and the assistance of the Realm-Breaking Pill, I will definitely break through to the Eighth Rank of the Innate Realm without any hindrance."

Feng Yin felt somewhat satisfied.

Such progress was something he had never dared to dream of before.

...

The little eagle and the little falcon chirped from the side.

These two were clearly awakened by the commotion just now.

After being enlightened, they had reached their maximum capacity and naturally fell into a deep sleep, maximizing the digestion of the spiritual energy. In their sleep, they completed their transformation. Their small bodies were now partially covered by newly grown black feathers.

Even their tender yellow beaks had turned a yellow-brown color, no longer resembling the tender yellow of young eagles.

Their four eyes were bright and spirited.

When they walked, they had a somewhat forceful and powerful gait. Occasionally, they flapped their wings and could fly a few feet.

Seeing such changes, Feng Yin immediately felt something was amiss.

Looking at the little Feng Ying in his arms, who had undergone two complete enlightenments, and then at the little eagle and the little falcon, who had only undergone two partial enlightenments, the difference was significant.

Feng Ying's intelligence and spiritual wisdom had improved, but there seemed to be little change in her physical form.

But why had the little eagle and the little falcon changed so much?

From the looks of it, a few more enlightenments would make them adults?

This... the difference is too great.

Could it be the difference between high and low ranks?

Thinking back to the makeshift sister from the day before, who had clearly detected Feng Ying's existence and potential but ultimately concluded that she was just an ordinary house cat, he thought about the demonic pulse seal left by Feng Ying's mother.

Feng Yin had a vague suspicion.

Regarding the differences between individuals, he could take the opportunity to consult the makeshift sister he had recognized yesterday. The Beast Taming Sect should be most skilled in the differences between spiritual beasts' ranks.

This path cannot be easily blocked.

He then prepared a large pot of porridge, mixed with Essence Force Pills and Bone Washing Pills, and fed the two little ones until they were full.

After eating, the two little ones' eyes once again showed a fierce and aggressive look.

Except when looking at Feng Yin, they showed gentle affection, and when looking at Feng Ying, they showed only a little fear, even with a hint of provocative challenge, clearly feeling that they were capable again.

Their mutual gazes had also returned to a state of irreconcilable enmity!

As if looking at mortal enemies!

After a night of alliance and a day of cooperation, the biological instinct of the two little ones, feeling that they had made too much progress, resurfaced, causing the harmonious coexistence to collapse.

But before they could truly start a conflict, Feng Ying had already rushed over in a rage.

"Yi wu, yi wu!!"

The sky cleared, the rain stopped, and you think you can do it again?

The subsequent beating made Feng Yin feel a deep sense of pity.

The big sister was simply too powerful, no, she was brutal, cruel, and cold-blooded, like a relentless hunter!

The effect was obvious and immediate.

The two little ones' cries of pain were continuous!

Faced with an overwhelmingly powerful enemy, the little eagle and the little falcon once again became intimate, continuing to form a close bond as comrades-in-arms.

Facing Feng Ying, they continued to play the roles of a spinning top and a ball.

The little eagle and the little falcon were not unwilling to resist; the moment they had the thought, they took action, but after flying just a few feet, they were pounced on by Feng Ying, who used her claws to knock them to the ground.

Even their newly grown feathers were knocked off, and they wailed in pain.

Realizing that life was not worth living and their fate was tragic.

"You two..."

Feng Yin's eyes were full of frustration: "Remember the food, but not the beating!"

Seeing the current twisted and violent atmosphere, Feng Yin could only sigh.

Because he vaguely felt that the little eagle and the little falcon would never have a chance to turn the tables against Feng Ying, even if they became eagle kings or falcon emperors. They would only be on the receiving end of beatings.

This is the daughter of the Cat Empress!

In terms of lineage, they were at least a galaxy behind the Fourth Rank Cloud-Piercing Eagle and the Sky-Splitting Falcon.

In terms of opportunity, Feng Ying was his primary cultivated first cat, and anyone else would be secondary.

How could they fight?

How could they resist?

Seeing these two, who had become arrogant and defiant with a little progress, Feng Yin could easily imagine that they would continue to be beaten, tortured, and treated coldly in the future.

So far, Feng Ying had only shown gentleness when facing him.

When facing other animals or people, she was not gentle at all.

This was a formidable creature who dared to show her fangs to any existence!

After several days of enlightenment and the influx of clear energy, Feng Yin vaguely felt that his divine consciousness and soul had undergone some changes.

But he did not understand these profound levels, so he did not know what had happened.

...

Leaving the three little ones at home and granting Feng Ying supreme authority, he picked up the package that had been placed by his bedside and walked out.

Time had passed, mostly due to his busy schedule of settling in, and he had not yet completed this task.

This afternoon, with nothing to do, he decided to take care of it.

But doing this task seemed quite troublesome.

Because he could not use his current form or the form of the Divine Doctor Feng Yin; the Divine Doctor Feng Yin was currently very popular in Yuezhou City.

Many people were searching for him.

Going out with that face would almost certainly mean he would not return...

Wearing a mask and carrying the package, Feng Yin walked down the street, casually asking someone where the Qiankun Tower was, and learned which direction to go.

It seemed that the Qiankun Tower was quite well-known in the city, with a reputation that was widely recognized.

However, the distance from where Feng Yin was to the Qiankun Tower was quite far, one in the east and the other in the west.

But this was actually a good thing, making it harder to trace back and causing fewer troubles.

Feng Yin walked leisurely but quickly towards his destination.

But after walking a few streets, he suddenly stopped.

He furrowed his brow, deep in thought.

The city was chaotic, which was obvious, but something seemed to be missing.

This feeling of something missing was very clear in Feng Yin's mind.

What was missing?

He could not put his finger on it, which made him very cautious, as he felt it was important.

He stopped, sitting under a tree or in a corner, quietly thinking.

What is missing? Why do I have this feeling?

Feng Yin's gaze swept over the corners, trees, and rooftops, not missing any nooks and crannies.

He was consciously searching, but he did not know what he was looking for.

There was a point in his mind that seemed about to be grasped, but he could not quite catch it.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Very annoyed.

What is missing?

While he was anxiously thinking, suddenly a bark sounded, and a mangy dog hurriedly scurried past a corner, looking very panicked.

"Ah, I see!"

Feng Yin's eyes brightened, but his frown deepened.

Because he finally realized what was missing.

Cats!

Stray cats.

Originally, there were many stray cats on these streets, wandering in groups or alone, quickly dodging when they saw people...

But now, they were gone!

"What's going on?"

Feng Yin looked at the corner, silently thinking: "Where did the stray cats go? The city is chaotic, but this area is quiet."

Where are the cats?

When he brought Feng Ying out, some of the stray cats on this road would meow at her; Feng Ying would always ignore them, but it did not stop the stray cats from fawning over her.

It was like subjects seeing their king from a distance, wanting to flatter but not daring to approach.

When he did not bring Feng Ying out, there were still many cats, and sometimes Feng Yin would throw some food to them.

Watching the little cats fight over the food.

They could at least eat enough.

But now, not a single one was left...

What is the reason?

Since stray cats were often seen in this area, there must be an environment for them to survive; it was impossible for them to suddenly disappear.

A sense of extreme crisis suddenly rose in Feng Yin's heart!

He thought of Feng Ying.

Feng Ying is the offspring of the Cat Empress.

The Cat Empress was severely injured and fled...

Could it be... the mysterious expert who caused the Cat Empress's injuries is looking for her offspring?

Thinking of this, Feng Yin suddenly felt a chill, his hair standing on end.