Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1261: Return of the Soul-suppressing Beast (2)
Without exception, they were all unconscious.
And he was lying in the middle of them.
What’s going on?
Jun Moyan tried once more to move his body, but it was futile.
His body felt as if it was glued to the ground.
"Ais? Ais? Wake up."
"Bai Tang?"
"Drunkard."
"Gu Sheng."
"Stop shouting, they won’t wake up." A voice rang out as footsteps approached.
"Who are you? What do you want? Where is this?" Jun Moyan coldly asked, looking at the approaching Moyu.
Moyu squatted down beside him, scrutinizing Jun Moyan.
Then he mumbled to himself, "So this is what you look like."
"What are you talking about?"
"Oh, nothing, just curious. I’ve heard the Soul-suppressing Beast has lived for tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of years, yet no one knows what its human form looks like. Many images of its human form have circulated, but none of them resemble you. I feel you look more like it."
"What on earth are you talking about? What is the Soul-suppressing Beast? What does it have to do with me?"
Mentioning the beast, the only thing Jun Moyan could think of was the tattoo on his body.
Moyu sighed softly, not answering Jun Moyan’s question but continued speaking words that Jun Moyan couldn’t understand.
"You shouldn’t feel this is unfair, after all, this is the debt you owe and should repay."
Moyu used "you" respectfully in this context, clearly referring to the Soul-suppressing Beast, not Jun Moyan.
To address respectfully is only appropriate.
The Soul-suppressing Beast is an Ancient Spiritual Object, guarding the Netherworld for thousands of years, with immeasurable merit, never having accumulated any karma. It’s said that even the leaders of the Six Realms would address it as "you" respectfully upon seeing it.
"What exactly did I owe him?!"
Upon seeing Gu Sheng and the other four, Jun Moyan knew that all of this was Nie Jiuque’s doing.
Has he been planning this for so long, preparing everything just for this moment?
"You can’t say you owe the Lord, after all, back then you were just upholding the law. But what choice is there? People are selfish, and pursue their objectives by any means, even if it means killing strangers, let alone causing two people in love to be separated for a thousand years due to your righteousness."
"What on earth are you talking about?!"
Jun Moyan felt anger and frustration.
Telling you, who doesn’t even know them, that you’ve incurred debts and deserve to die, being inexplicably dragged here to repay, anyone would want to curse in that situation.
"Even if back then, you could have shown lenience, things wouldn’t have turned out this way."
"Rest assured, after everything ends, I’ll go to the Netherworld to explain everything to the King of the Underworld and ensure your soul rests eternally at the Netherworld’s Gate of Eternity."
Jun Moyan: "Bastard!"
Moyu: "Don’t struggle, it’s useless."
Suddenly, Nie Jiuque and Ye Yin’s silhouettes appeared.
Moyu stood up, greeting them.
"Lord, are you alright?"
"I’m fine." Nie Jiuque replied, looking at the five people lying on the ground.
"They’ve all been brought."
His gaze fell on Jun Moyan’s face, filled with resentment and unwillingness.
"Yes, everything is ready. Has the Soul Suppressing Cauldron been retrieved?"
"It’s been retrieved."
Nie Jiuque spoke, holding out his hand, a Black Cauldron suffused with dragon-like aura floated in his palm.
"So smoothly?"
The Martial Kiln Cave is notoriously dangerous, Moyu had estimated it would take at least four or five days to secure it.
Unexpectedly, it was retrieved in under two days, and the Lord seemed unscathed.
"I encountered Yingying’s father, Shang Hanyu Immortal, in the Martial Kiln Cave."
Moyu was taken aback, "Then this Soul Suppressing Cauldron, was it given by him?"
"Yes."
