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Tears of laughter were almost spilling from his eyes.
This was the most absurd joke he had ever heard in his life.
"Chinese person," he thought, momentarily stunned.
However, he still believed that Zuo Ci was genuinely happy to have escaped a calamity. What a cowardly nation!
With this thought, disdain grew more evident on the young man's face. With such timid citizens, this country would never amount to much.
One day, Eastern Japan would conquer Huaxia, fulfilling the long-awaited unification.
As he envisioned his future achievements, a frail hand suddenly slapped his shoulder.
"Baka!"
The young man's expression darkened. How dare this lowly Chinese person lay a hand on him, a proud noble of Eastern Japan?
But natives were just natives.
In such close proximity, the young man found it impossible to form any seals and could only look at the creature perched on his shoulder—Katsuma.
The Nekomata's eerie blue pupils glinted with cruelty.
Torturing others was its favorite pastime, especially when it came to tormenting Chinese people; it relished every moment of it.
A wave of invisible blue light rippled outward, and the Nekomata not only had sharp claws but also possessed the ability to control corpses and manipulate living beings as puppets.
Zuo Ci's body suddenly felt heavy, as if he were sinking into a swamp, moving as slowly as a marionette.
He frowned slightly.
The Old Celestial Master was indeed the Old Celestial Master; even with some leniency, his own Blue Bar was running low. Otherwise, he could easily crush this guy in an instant. Now, however, things were getting troublesome.
The Nekomata pointed its forked tail at him. To his astonishment, Zuo Ci's arm began to fold and bend as if it had no bones, moving like a soft-bodied creature. Was this a form of manipulation?
Crack, crack.
His bones felt like they were tearing apart with excruciating pain, causing Zuo Ci's eyes to twitch involuntarily. The fork in the Nekomata's tail became more pronounced and powerful. This creature, known as Katansama Cat You, had a completely split tail and was likely the strongest Cat Demon in Eastern Japan.
Zuo Ci assessed that its cultivation level was above the Dao Realm, while he had yet to reach Tongjing. Even at his peak, he could still put up a fight, but now he clearly felt the inadequacy of his Blue Bar.
To be dominated by a mere cat was humiliating.
"Prepare to die, human. I will make you scream in endless agony; this is the price for offending the divine realm of Eastern Japan. After your death, I will have them turn your corpse into a puppet. I won’t completely devour your soul; I want to toy with you first since you make for quite an entertaining plaything!"
The Nekomata grinned eerily, revealing a sinister smile.
Snap, snap.
Zuo Ci's body moved like a puppet, his limbs twisted behind him while his head was distorted into a spiral by the Nekomata's will. Blood streamed from his nostrils as his chest was pierced by his own bones.
It was a brutal scene.
The young man smiled faintly; yet still, he was too weak. Ants dared to approach him? The Chinese were as foolish as ever!
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