My Cat Has Superpower?!
Chapter 270 - 269: Soul-devouring Grass

Chapter 270: Chapter 269: Soul-devouring Grass

"Yes, Mr. Cat, how did you know?"

Lu Zixun looked at Ming Yang with surprise, "Just last week, members of the Deceit God Temple suddenly received a secret order, saying we need to assassinate a stray cat impersonating the Swallowing Sky Cat Demon."

Xiong Kang, who had collected the Mother and Child Dual Swords, looked at Ming Yang with suspicion, "Didn’t you ever question the authenticity of this secret order?"

"Um..."

Rubbing his chin, Ming Yang seemed unsure of where to start.

After a long pause, he finally organized his words and said, "The secret orders of the Deceit God Temple, the content recorded on them, have never been wrong, and the Hall Master would never deceive us using the god worshiped by our temple."

Exchanging glances with Xiong Kang, Lu Zixun’s eyes narrowed, "So, where is this Hall Master?"

"I don’t know."

Seeing Xiong Kang’s hostile gaze, Ming Yang said helplessly, "I really don’t know. The Hall Master contacts us only through secret orders, and there is no such thing as a ’high-rank’ within the Deceit God Temple."

"You asked us to meet face-to-face in Lingchuan City’s Four Seasons Water Park, just to assassinate Mr. Cat, didn’t you?"

Looking at Ming Yang, somewhat hurt, Li Mengling lowered her head with sadness, "You never considered us friends, did you?"

"Hey, hey, you’re slinging mud now, Meng Ling."

Ming Yang quickly spoke out, rubbing his temples with some distress, "Firstly, I genuinely wanted to meet you all, and I wanted to bring you to Four Seasons Water Park for fun."

"Secondly... how the hell would I know that a cat could play games, and play them so well?"

The moment Ming Yang saw Lu Zixun, he was totally baffled and immediately wanted to ask questions.

What was he to do when a net friend he had spent so much time with, playing games and bragging together, turned out to be the target he was supposed to assassinate? He was seriously in a hurry for an answer.

After clearing the air, the atmosphere returned to normal.

Eating sashimi, Lu Zixun looked at Ming Yang, "Although the Deceit God Temple can’t kill me, it’s rather annoying. Ming Ju has come for me twice. If I reveal my identity as the Swallowing Sky Cat Demon, would that resolve the issue?"

Stopping his shaking of the Dice Sect dice, Ming Yang’s eyes flickered with contemplation.

After a while, he shook his head, "Not suitable. While it could solve the issue with the Deceit God Temple, there are more problems with the identity of the Swallowing Sky Cat Demon. For example, Zhenfei within the Crimson Land is the sworn enemy of the Swallowing Sky Cat Demon."

"Sounds like a tough problem."

Ming Yang massaged his temples with a headache.

At that moment, the service bell sounded again, and Ming Yang stood up to answer the door.

Xie Da had specially ordered the kitchen to prepare hangover soup, which was brought up.

Just as Xie Da was about to have a taste, having poured it into a bowl, Li Mengling smacked his wrist hard.

Xie Da winced in pain, his wrist went limp, and the porcelain bowl fell to the ground, spilling the hangover soup everywhere.

"What happened?"

Hearing the noise, Lu Zixun propped himself up and glanced over at Li Mengling, who had been struck by flying shards from the porcelain bowl on her ankle.

At that moment, Xie Da said nothing, stood up, and found a medical kit to treat Li Mengling’s wound.

Li Mengling sniffed with her nose and said with a serious expression, "This hangover soup contains Soul-devouring Grass."

"Soul-devouring Grass?"

This unfamiliar name filled Lu Zixun’s eyes with a puzzled look. What on earth was that?

Seeing the confused faces looking her way, Li Mengling quickly explained, "It’s a colorless, extremely poisonous herb. Even a small dose is lethal, and it’s too much for even an S-rank power user to handle, hence its name Soul-devouring."

Hearing this, Xiong Kang instinctively looked at Ming Yang.

Ming Yang waved his hands repeatedly, "I didn’t know anything about it; my soup was already served."

"Not Ming Yang,"

Li Mengling came out of Uncle Guan’s room, not Ming Yang’s, and clarified for Ming Yang.

"This herb isn’t recorded in the sto, it looks like Meng Ling is no ordinary student, ah, Lemo has a long and challenging path ahead,"

Lu Zixun teased with a smile, then stroked his chin and looked at Ming Yang, "Are there still members of the Deceit God Temple in Lingchuan City?"

"Yes, Ming Ju,"

Ming Yang nodded, "Pursued by the sto and severely injured, he couldn’t escape Lingchuan City under the watch of sto, he’s definitely still in Lingchuan City."

"Can you find him? If it’s not possible to reveal your identity to the world, then just reveal it to a small group of people,"

This was the method Lu Zixun knew to handle the matter of the Deceit God Temple.

He had decided that if he were to be attacked in the future, he would first use the Spiritual Fire to scout the way.

Of course, a better solution that also wouldn’t reveal one’s identity would be to find the mysterious Hall Master of the Deceit God Temple.

"I could find him before, but probably not now,"

Ming Yang shook his head and spread his hands, "Ming Ju knows I’m in this hotel. Adding Soul-devouring Grass to the hangover soup is his style, and he must have pegged me as a traitor by now."

"Tsk, troublesome,"

Shaking his head, Lu Zixun suddenly couldn’t find a countermeasure.

At this moment, Li Mengling, who was "whispering" with Xie Da, suddenly raised her hand and said, "I think I can find this Ming Ju."

"???" Lu Zixun looked at Li Mengling with a face full of question marks, his eyebrows raised.

He had just casually teased that Li Mengling was not simple, but it turned out Li Mengling really wasn’t simple at all.

Seeing that everyone’s gaze had turned to her, Li Mengling spoke slowly, "I cannot reveal my identity to others, please forgive me, but this Soul-devouring Grass was sent out by our family’s butler."

Everybody exchanged looks, their eyes reflecting a mix of amusement and disbelief.

So, they, including Li Mengling, had almost died at the hands of Li Mengling’s family.

At this time, Lu Zixun felt somewhat relieved.

Luckily, Li Mengling hadn’t drunk much today and could still smell the Soul-devouring Grass; otherwise, they would have been doomed.

"Let’s do it tomorrow."

Xiong Kang, after a moment of contemplation, spoke up, "We need to spread false news that we died in the hotel, including your death. Otherwise, it would seem odd for your butler to specifically seek out Ming Ju."

"Yes, I think that’s a good plan."

Ming Yang nodded in agreement, "I have come across Ming Ju a few times. He’s very meticulous. Any strange behavior will catch his attention, so Brother Xiong’s suggestion seems very viable."

"Then let’s do that."

Lu Zixun, leaning on the table, too lazy to think anymore, agreed.

Finishing the sashimi on his plate, he looked at the nearby alcohol bottles, "Are we continuing to drink?"

"Of course, we’re continuing."

Xiong Kang took out his cell phone with a smile, "But before that, we need to summon someone to draft an action plan on how to cover up our ’deaths.’"

After Xiong Kang had made the arrangements, the group drank to their heart’s content until they were utterly inebriated.

...

The morning’s feeble light filtered through the curtains into the room.

Waking up, Xiong Kang looked at the mess on the floor, rubbed his head, and started waking everyone up one by one.