After settling the matter, Ji Hongxiu's gaze shifted to the black cat.
"Meow..."
The cat sensed danger, arching its back and retreating silently. Although it couldn't recall what had happened, its fear of this woman was etched into its bones.
Ji Hongxiu extended her jade-like fingers and pointed through the air.
The cat's movements instantly froze.
Subsequently, countless tar-like substances seeped from its body, forming an oval-shaped sphere that enveloped it.
Ji Hongxiu's fingertip glimmered with a mysterious light, splitting the sphere open from the middle.
Numerous threads were rapidly weaving, bones, meridians, muscles... forming from the inside out, eventually shaping into a young girl's form, while the black threads turned into long, jet-black hair draping over her shoulders.
You Ji ran barefoot to Chen Mo's side, hiding behind him, her heterochromatic eyes timidly looking at the Daoist Venerable.
