My Cat Has Superpower?!
Chapter 341 - 340: Ten Figures who Moved the Demon Clan

Chapter 341: Chapter 340: Ten Figures who Moved the Demon Clan

The transport team that had just rescued Sha Fei received enough Power of Faith to sustain a human form for twenty minutes, confirming several of Lu Zixun’s speculations.

Beneath the human guise, his strength was indeed three parts greater than that in his feline form.

At the same time, this also proved that the acquisition of the Power of Faith wasn’t limited to the Demon Clan alone; humans could provide it as well.

Standing atop the Night Evil Sword, Lu Zixun shook the fur on his body, reflecting on what a rewarding day it had been.

Just as he was considering leaving Zone 14 to return, Lu Zixun had a sudden thought and decided to inquire about the situation at the Human Gathering Place, especially now that he could transform into a human.

After a moment’s thought, Lu Zixun decided to follow the direction the transport team had left in.

"Where are they?"

Lu Zixun, hovering in the air, felt a bit perplexed, doubting his cat life.

Even if the transport team was fast, it made no sense that an hour’s pursuit at the flight speed of the Night Evil Sword hadn’t caught up.

A contemplative look appeared in his eyes.

Lu Zixun shook his head, realizing that those daring to venture into Insect Clan territory for transport must possess some abilities.

Among the members of the transport squad, there seemed to be Spiritual Ability Users with invisibility superpowers.

Returning to the Demon Clan border outpost, Lu Zixun felt warmed to see Lang Qianxing still waiting for him on the stone wall.

He took off the Invisibility Cloak and tossed it into the System Space before landing beside Lang Qianxing, "Why aren’t you resting?"

"Resting isn’t an option, if you fired a flare and I was asleep, who would save you?"

Handing over water to Lu Zixun, Lang Qianxing asked, "How did it go, any gains?"

"Yes, quite a few."

Keeping the encounter with the transport squad to himself, Lu Zixun recounted the Insect Clan nests he had witnessed to Lang Qianxing.

"So you’re saying if we don’t deal with the nests soon, the Insect Clan will multiply?"

Lang Qianxing expressed the serious concern with a heavy sigh, "This is going to be troublesome."

"Not only that, if a single piece of Obsidian can hatch a B-rank Jumping Worm, what about several pieces?"

Clueless about the underlying principles, Lu Zixun also felt quite troubled, "Dealing with the Insect Clan entrenched in Zone 14 is a formidable long-term task."

Both the cat and the wolf sighed almost in unison, both feeling the journey ahead was long and arduous.

"Big brother! Save us!"

As Lu Zixun and Lang Qianxing were discussing strategies to confront the Insect Clan,

Lang Qian Yue’s cry tore through the sky and echoed in their ears.

Magnetic Field Control was activated instantly, and Lu Zixun took to the skies, directing his gaze towards the source of the sound.

By this time, Lang Qian Yue had reverted to his original form, dragging the severely injured Lang Qian Yuan and a bloodied Uncle Turtle towards the outpost.

Beyond Lang Qian Yue, Lu Zixun could see several eagles trailing behind, their claws stained with blackish crimson blood.

"You, die!"

With a roar to the heavens, Lang Qianxing powered his legs and leapt forward, a dark spear materializing in his hand.

The spear bristled with a rich purple Demon Power, and Lang Qianxing, with a forceful right hand, hurled the spear towards the eagles flying in the sky.

"Ice Prison."

Lu Zixun, floating in the air, was far from a mere spectator, lifting his paws and sending dozens of Ice Chains flying out all at once.

Unexpectedly to Lu Zixun, the eagles in the sky dodged nimbly, their quick reflexes allowing them to evade his Ice Chains with sideward flight.

"There’s still this trick?"

With a raised eyebrow, Lu Zixun’s controlled Ice Chains accelerated drastically, becoming three times faster.

"Screech!"

A shrill cry rang out as Lang Qianxing, wielding a spear imbued with Demon Power, pierced the eagle that was following closely behind Lang Qian Yue.

Suddenly leaping onto the eagle to retrieve his spear, Lang Qianxing’s eyes were filled with ferocious light.

Just as he was about to seek his next target, he discovered that the remaining eagles had all been captured by Lu Zixun.

Stunned for a moment, Lang Qianxing shook his head and stowed his spear away.

He rushed over to Lang Qian Yue’s side, his face filled with urgency, "What happened to little sister, and what’s wrong with little brother?"

At this time, Lang Qian Yue, having transformed back into human form, was holding his abdomen and gasping for breath.

"The plain where Uncle Turtle resides was originally devoid of anything, but when we passed by this time, it had already been occupied by the Eagle Clan."

"Still talking? You’re practically on the brink of death."

Shaking his head, Lu Zixun descended from the sky, took out a vial of Repair Liquid from his storage talisman, and handed it to Lang Qian Yue.

He then pried open Lang Qian Yuan’s wolf jaws and poured it directly down his throat.

This rough action left Lang Qianxing with his mouth agape.

In the end, thinking that Lu Zixun would not harm Lang Qian Yuan, he simply couldn’t be bothered to speak anymore.

"Drink it already, it can heal the wounds on your body."

Seeing that Lang Qian Yue was still in a daze, Lu Zixun shook his head, a look of helplessness on his face.

Tired of dealing with Lang Qian Yue, Lu Zixun’s gaze fell on a nearby turtle shell. Was this the Uncle Turtle mentioned by Lang Qian Yue?

How come it looked as though it was on its last legs?

Upon drinking the Repair Liquid, Lang Qian Yue felt his wounds healing rapidly.

After giving Lu Zixun a grateful look, she sternly turned to Lang Qianxing, "Big brother, the Eagle Clan knows of Uncle Turtle’s existence, and they’re continuously drawing the Power of Faith from his body to enhance their own Demon Power."

"There’s such a tactic?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Zixun looked at Lang Qian Yue with some surprise. This was not much different from the legendary Star Absorption Technique.

"Yes, it’s a Spiritual Artifact capable of collecting the Power of Faith and then absorbing it again."

With a slight nod, Lang Qian Yue said gravely, "Tomorrow, the Eagle Clan’s main forces will probably arrive. They aim to seize Uncle Turtle."

Lu Zixun, who couldn’t sense the Power of Faith within them, looked at Uncle Turtle, "This Uncle Turtle you speak of... is he really still alive?"

"Alive, but he’s fallen into a deep sleep."

Taking a deep breath, Lang Qian Yue pursed her lips, "It’s my fault. I should’ve gone to that plain earlier to bring Uncle Turtle over."

Asleep?

Lu Zixun sighed quietly to himself; it seemed that for the moment, there was no use for Uncle Turtle.

However, the good news was that while Lu Zixun and Lang Qian Yue were pondering how to create a device to collect the Power of Faith, the Eagle Clan had already delivered a ready-made one, a cause for celebration among the ten major Demon Clans of the Crimson Land.

"The Eagle King will not let you off!"

At this time, an eagle bound by the Ice Chain glared at Lu Zixun with a cold and sinister look in its eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, I know."

Yawning, Lu Zixun indifferently shook his paw, "I’m actually hoping he shows up. You go on down and wait for him."

Before the eagle could utter another word, it died with a look of astonishment in its eyes.

At night, Lang Qianxing was taking care of Lang Qian Yue and Lang Qian Yuan.

Lu Zixun, who was watching Uncle Turtle on the stone wall, stretched out his paw out of boredom and poked the turtle shell.

But the next moment, the turtle shell began to tremble uncontrollably, startling Lu Zixun.