Chapter 133 – Cat Dad is Still a Thief!
Providence Song!
Xiaomao had used it against Karen a few hours ago. Although it had a long cool-down ti of 24 hours, the Karmic Soul Stone reset all skills for him, enabling the ultimate skill.
The cultists stared at Xiaomao in a daze as they were chard. Even Bush Cox, ng Xin, Zhao Fan, and the weapon spirit were affected.
Xiaomao took a deep breath, contemplating what to do next.
He didn’t have much ti as the charm status effect only lasted one minute!
‘That apostle is surely immune to the enslavent. The weapon spirit might be able to resist the skill, too. Hell, I don’t even have a retainer slot for a new slave, so the wombo-combo won’t work.’
As it might be impossible to enslave another NPC at the mont, Xiaomao decided to be creative.
“Zhao Fei, munya!”
Zhao Fei gazed at Xiaomao, “Wha’chu want?”
“Free all captives and let everybody go, munya!”
It was a tall call. In normal circumstances, Zhao Fei would have denied the request. However, he was temporarily chard, so Xiaomao took the risks.
“Fine. n! Stop the ritual, and release them!”
The cultists stopped what they were doing and released the 100 captured people from the crucifixes.
Xiaomao was surprised. The trick magically worked!
Still, the abnormal status could last only a short mont, and Xiaomao was aware of this fact. Thus, he ca up with a new order.
“Tell your n to strip all their belongings to the ground, munya! You, too. Transfer the soul-bound weapon to !”
ng Xin and Bush Cox widened their eyes in astonishnt. They turned to Zhao Fei and the cultists, seeing if their leader would comply to the absurd order.
“Sure. You heard him, peasants! Take off your clothes and drop your weapons!”
Without hesitation, the cultists and the priests dropped everything in their possession on the ground. Zhao Fei also did the sa..
But he did sothing further than drop his items.
SWUA
Zhao Fei’s fingers stabbed into his belly and dug out a red gem. Then, he tossed it toward Xiaomao.
The catopus caught the pinky-sized ruby with his tentacles.
DING
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Proof of Soul Weapon Contract – Brainwashing Cane
This contract was ford between Zhao Fei and the artificial spirit of Brainwashing Cane. As long as it exists, nobody can steal the Cane of Brainwashing from Zhao Fei, and he can use the weapon regardless of the weapon requirents and restrictions.
However, if soone were to obtain the contract and override it with his blood, the ownership of the Cane of Brainwashing will be transferred to the blood owner.
Item Type: Contract Orb
Rarity: Legendary
Requirent: Qi 30,000,000
Effect: Ignore the equiping requirents of Brainwashing Cane.
*[?????? Instinct]: Even if you’re trying to bypass the requirent for using a godly weapon, your body has to be able to withstand the power of a weapon spirit.
*[Foresight]: You’re not strong enough to use this yet. However, Cernun might want it. Bring it to Magdalene to exchange for her goodies.
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Xiaomao snickered and put the item in his inventory. The weapon spirit also vanished.
Although everything went according to Xiaomao’s plan, he only had less than one minute to free the captives. Because of the urgency, he flew down and called ng Xin.
“Bush, and the sacrifices! Gather here, munya! We’re leaving here, quick! Grab your friend’s hand! ng Xin, grab whatever Zhao Fei dropped and co here PRONTO, munya!”
Xiaomao ordered the captives to hold hands with each other. Bush and the 100 rag-clothed captives held their hands.
DING
The Providence Song’s ability expired.
anwhile, ng Xin reacted the slowest, but he managed to snatch a ring, the long sword of Zhao Fei, and a bag full of spirit stones. He kicked the ground and rushed toward Xiaomao and Bush Cox.
Zhao Fei regained his senses and realized his mistake. He bellowed and instantly regenerated his lost right hand.
“DAMN YOU, STUPID CAT! GIVE BACK MY SOUL WEAPON!”
ng Xin burst into laughter as he swung Zhao Fei’s long sword and cut through the priests and cultists.
Seeing how ng Xin made his way to the group, Xiaomao hopped on Bush Cox’s shoulder.
“Grab soone’s hands, ng Xin! I’ll teleport us out of here, munya!”
Xiaomao raised the defective staff of mass teleportation. Although his skills warned him not to rely on the teleport spell, he used it anyway.
ng Xin managed to grab one of the captives’ hands, and the teleportation spell was activated.
WHOOSH
A magic circle appeared and pulled everybody that Xiaomao and his allies touched into the sa blue do. The giant magic orb covered Xiaomao and others inside and rapidly shrank until it disappeared from the B5 underground dungeon.
Zhao Fei ran to the place where Xiaomao and ng Xin had stood earlier. He waved his hands as if he tried to claw the empty air in front of him.
Unfortunately, he hit nothing.
“DAMN CAT! I’LL HUNT YOU DOWN TO THE END OF THE EARTH!!”
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DING
Xiaomao opened his eyes and looked around him in anxiety. He wondered where his staff of mass teleportation brought him.
In front of Xiaomao was a fleet of 15 black cog ships, anchoring by a stone shoreline where he was standing. Behind Xiaomao, Bush Cox, ng Xin, and a hundred people that had been tied to the crucifixes earlier also looked around.
The strong salty warm wind hit their noses and faces. Then, everybody looked at the sea.
It was late morning, and the sun was still high. Although the weather was hot and humid, no one minded it at all. So of the freed captives looked up to the sky and appreciated the sunlight. So kissed the ground while many celebrated their freedom.
DING
A notification window appeared in front of Xiaomao.
Xiaomao wryly laughed. He wished he had that contribution level when he used the ultimate skill earlier as he could have enslaved a priest or a cultist. But now, he had no slave candidates.
He turned around to look at the group.
Bush Cox snickered and petted Xiaomao, “Thanks, kitty. Who could have thought that I will owe you my life?”
ng Xin snorted, “I could have escaped on my own, but this is more convenient. Anyway, I’m keeping this sword and the ring since I worked for it. You can have this bag.”
Xiaomao caught the leather bag that ng Xin tossed at him. He opened the bag and looked inside.
DING
There were a hundred spirit stones inside!
Xiaomao salivated. With these stones, he could raise his levels and status once again.
Because of his good mood, Xiaomao checked the current stats of his Sacred Water.
Indeed, it filled one of his inventory slots to the brim. The grail kept producing them every second.
Xiaomao brought out three empty potion bottles and poured the sacred water into them. Then, he gave the three bottles to ng Xin.
“Here, munya. You might need this.”
ng Xin raised his eyebrows, “I don’t need potions. I’m… Well… WAS Samsara God. I don’t need a mortal’s help.”
“Don’t be a Vegeta, and take the gift, damn tsundere kid, munya!”
“Who’s TSUNDERE?!”
ng Xin yelled and snatched the three sacred water bottles from Xiaomao. He opened the lit and drank one of them.
As soon as he drank the potion, he sensed the familiar power inside him. ng Xin widened his eyes.
“Siren City’s sacred water?!” ng Xin turned to Xiaomao and glared at him, “WHERE DID YOU GET THIS?!”
Xiaomao smirked and shrugged, “Who knows? My dad is aweso, I guess, munya!”
“You… Right. Like father, like son. I bet Mao Miaomiao would be delighted to see you again.”
DING
The favorability decreased.
Xiaomao had the urge to curse Mao Miaomiao and ng Xin for acting mysterious. Still, as ng Xin seed close to his mysterious father, Xiaomao swallowed his frustration and asked him.
“Who are you, ng Xin? Why do you know Mao Miaomiao?”
Unfortunately, ng Xin kicked the ground and flew away, heading out to the open sea. He didn’t even listen to Xiaomao’s question.
“WAIT, MUNYA! WHO IS MAO MIAOMIAO?!”
It was too late for Xiaomao. ng Xin left without saying goodbye after taking the potions.
Nobody, except Bush Cox, noticed that ng Xin had trouble hiding the pitched tent under his pants. The old butler adjusted his underwear and hid the “Thing” before he directed the flow of the conversation.
“Ahem. Say, little friend. Where are we?”
Xiaomao sighed and put the matter about ng Xin to the back of his head. He turned to look at the helpless refugees that he had rescued.
“I don’t know either, munya.”
“I thought teleportation spells required a thorough preparation and destinations. Did you prepare for the spell?”
Xiaomao dryly laughed. The teleportation indeed sent him to a random location instead of sending him to the nearest plaza or safe zone in town.
“My spell is kinda… defective, munya.”
“…”
While Xiaomao and Bush Cox looked at each other in awkward, a nostalgia noise of clattering jaws attracted their attention.
On one of the cog ships below, a certain undead pirate captain pointed his shamshir at Xiaomao.
KAKAKAKA (REGRESSOR!)
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