My Omega Is A Top Heavenly Master (GL) - Chapter 7

“Meow, meow, meow…” A group of stray cats huddled in a dark corner, eating cold leftovers. Some of the younger ones had to wait on the side for the older strays to finish first.

Seeing someone approaching, they obediently walked to Chen Yao’s feet, rubbing against his ankles. This was their way of begging for food from a human.

Chen Yao looked at the kittens surrounding him with a look of pure disgust. He kicked one aside. “What a bunch of bad luck!”

The kitten let out a sharp cry as its tiny body was sent flying against a wall. it looked at the human piteously, not understanding what it had done wrong to deserve such a sudden attack.

“Meow?” the injured kitten cried out. Its siblings, terrified by the sight, scattered and hid behind trash cans, shivering as they watched Chen Yao.

Chen Yao stepped forward and kicked the kitten in the belly again. “Where am I inferior to that pauper Mu Baicheng? That beautiful Omega should have been mine from the start.”

“You filthy beasts… you should just die in a corner like that useless Mu Baicheng.” Chen Yao increased his force. The kitten’s cries gradually faded into lifelessness.

He turned his gaze toward the trash cans; it was clear this wasn’t his first time doing this. He skillfully smashed his liquor bottle toward another kitten. A direct hit.

A shrill, agonizing wail echoed through the night. Not satisfied, Chen Yao walked over and began stomping on the kitten’s stomach. Only when this kitten, like the one before it, had completely stopped breathing did he stop. He casually picked up the small corpses, one in each hand, and tossed them into the trash.

Just as Chen Yao turned to leave, an eerie voice drifted from behind him.

“Chen Yao.”

He spun around but saw no one. Thinking he had misheard, he ignored it and headed toward the alley entrance.

“Chen Yao, where are you going?” The voice rang out again. The only difference was that while the first call sounded distant, this one felt like it was right next to his ear.

Chen Yao broke into a cold sweat. He scanned the area. Still no one.

“Who’s there? Stop playing tricks! I’m not afraid of you!”

“Is that so?” A black figure darted beneath the dim streetlights. The moonlight and the lamps cast its shadow long against the ground. It was a four-legged creature, moving with fluid grace.

A cat? Chen Yao thought suspiciously. Is there a cat that big?

“Where are you going?”

Chen Yao swallowed hard, his drunkenness mostly gone. “None of your business! I’m going home!”

“Hahaha, stay and play! Weren’t you having fun just now?”

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead. His face, once flushed from alcohol, turned deathly pale in an instant. He witnessed a scene he would never forget: the kittens he had just thrown into the trash can hopped back out.

They looked exactly as they did at the moment of death—covered in blood, their eyes glowing a hellish crimson. Chen Yao scrambled backward in terror. “Stay away from me!”

“Hee hee hee, we’re here to play with you.” One kitten licked its paw, the words physically spilling from its mouth.

Chen Yao had never encountered anything like this. He stumbled and fell. “What do you want? You filthy animals!”

“What do we want? You had your fun, now it’s our turn.” One kitten leaped high—a jump that far exceeded the limits of nature.

Its razor-sharp claws glinted in the moonlight, aimed straight for Chen Yao’s face. Suddenly, a flash of white light appeared as a figure blocked the kitten’s path.

“Stupid dog, get lost!” The kitten’s fur stood on end as it let out a low, warning growl.

The white light condensed into a Bichon Frise. Chen Yao stared blankly at the dog. “Dudu?”

That was the Bichon he had owned as a child. Chen Yao had been a mischievous kid; while taking Dudu out to play, he had intentionally walked to the middle of the road and unclipped the leash. Dudu had been struck and killed by a car.

Chen Yao was only seven then, and it hadn’t taken long for him to forget the dog entirely.

“Woof! Woof!” The dog stood firmly in front of Chen Yao, its defensive posture telling the cats they were not allowed to hurt him.

“Every debt has its debtor. But since you insist on seeking death, don’t blame us.” With that, the kitten let out a long, mournful wail toward the sky.

Countless black silhouettes emerged from the darkness—every single kitten Chen Yao had ever killed. He had made a hobby out of harming strays. He avoided stray dogs because they were large and could fight back; instead, he chose to bully cats, especially kittens and the elderly ones.

“Dead dog, move! If you want your soul scattered, we won’t show mercy!”

As the kitten spoke, the dozens of black cats let out a chorus of menacing growls. Dudu flinched back two steps but continued to shield Chen Yao.

Even facing a hundred vengeful spirits, Dudu did not flee. Chen Yao, cowering behind the dog and watching the encroaching circle of black cats, steeled his heart and kicked Dudu.

Sorry, Dudu, a man has to survive. He tried to kick Dudu into the pack of cats to buy himself a chance to escape. But his foot passed straight through Dudu’s spectral body.

Dudu froze and turned around. Its round eyes looked at Chen Yao with confusion, as if asking why he was abandoning it again.

Chen Yao felt no guilt. “What are you looking at? I’m your master! Isn’t it only natural for you to save me?”

“Nothing is ‘only natural.'” At the alley’s mouth, a figure stepped through the moonlight.

Qin Xiyao’s jet-black hair turned silver-white in an instant. A black cat stepped through the air and perched on her shoulder—it was the same one she had held in the car.

“It’s you!” Chen Yao scrambled up, staring at her silver hair. “You’re not human. You’re a monster!”

“No.” Qin Xiyao reached out toward the white Bichon. The dog whimpered, its body shrinking into a ball of white light that drifted into her palm.

“You are the monster,” she said, her voice dropping to a freezing temperature.

She opened her eyes, her silver pupils brighter than the moon. Her left hand formed a seal. Around her, the cats yowled with delight, their low growls announcing their newfound power.

“Go. At the Zi-Wu hour, the soul breaks. Karma comes due.”

The black cats swarmed Chen Yao, tearing at his skin and biting his flesh. Of course, they couldn’t physically consume his body, but Chen Yao’s soul was shredded beneath their claws. The cats had no desire to eat such a filthy soul.

After tearing his spirit to pieces, they returned to Qin Xiyao’s feet.

“Exalted One, we beg for his soul to be completely scattered.” The eyes of the black cat on her shoulder turned into eerie vertical slits. Its hatred was undisguised; it wanted Chen Yao’s soul ground into nothingness.

Before she could answer, the white light in her palm whimpered, as if pleading with her not to do it.

“Stupid dog!” The black cat’s fur bristled, and it hissed at the light. “Did you forget what he did to you?”

“But… he was my master. When I was on the street with nothing to eat, he was the one who fed me.”

The Bichon’s voice echoed in the air, sounding as innocent as a child’s. Qin Xiyao sighed. “You paid your debt long ago with your companionship and your life. You are a pure soul. Do you have a wish?”

“I want…”

“Chen Yao must be scattered,” Qin Xiyao interrupted coldly. The baleful aura on Chen Yao was almost solid; if not for Dudu’s protection, he would have been killed by it long ago. This was his karmic debt. If he wasn’t destroyed, these cat spirits would gradually turn into malevolent ghosts wandering the human world.

Only Chen Yao’s total erasure could appease their wrath and allow them to return to the “Cat Star.”

Dudu was silent for a moment. “Can I follow you, Exalted One?”

“You should reincarnate. In your next life, you will be human.”

“No. I want to cultivate with the Exalted One. I will gather merit for my master to atone for his sins.”

“Dogs really are stupid,” the black cat muttered, licking its paw.

Qin Xiyao gave the cat a cold glance, and it wisely hopped down. She began to draw a talisman in the air with her mana. “Thunder and Lightning Hexagram (Shi He). The ancient kings clarified punishments to strengthen the law. [1] Execute!”

The golden talisman spiraled and turned into countless golden ropes that bound Chen Yao’s soul. Each rope crackled with the sound of lightning. As he struggled, the silver in Qin Xiyao’s eyes intensified.

“Bind.”

The ropes turned into golden silk ribbons, wrapping him tighter and tighter until the lightning dimmed and the soul inside stopped struggling.

Qin Xiyao’s hair returned to black, and the silver faded from her eyes. The black aura on the cats vanished the moment Chen Yao disappeared.

“Thank you, Exalted One.” The cats returned to their original, fluffy appearances.

As golden light emanated from their bodies, Qin Xiyao reached out, and the light gathered into a golden bead in her palm. She smiled slightly; she hadn’t expected to gain a century of merit from this. She opened her hand, and Dudu appeared again.

The white light from the dog’s body carved a path into the distance. Qin Xiyao pointed toward it. “Pure souls, follow this path to the right place. Go.”

The kittens meowed happily and trotted onto the white road. Their souls turned into specks of white light that drifted into the summer wind. Among the white specks were glints of gold, which slowly gathered and settled onto Dudu.

“Exalted One, this is…” Dudu realized it could now take a physical form.

“You delivered so many souls. This is the merit granted to you,” Qin Xiyao said with a warm smile.

With the matter settled, she turned to leave the alley. But after a few steps, her vision blurred. She leaned against a low wall, her footing unsteady.

Damn, I overused my mana. Her eyelids grew heavy; she was about to enter a forced slumber. Just as she was about to collapse, she heard Dudu’s worried barking.

As she fell into a familiar embrace, a voice she hadn’t heard for a thousand years whispered in her ear:

“Yaoyao.”

Qin Xiyao wanted to open her eyes to see if she had really come back. She wanted to ask her why she left. But the darkness was too heavy, and she closed her eyes to the sound of Dudu’s barks.