Chapter 521 - 259: Father and Son

Chapter 521: Chapter 259: Father and Son

"Severing" and "snipping" truly do have a subtle conceptual difference.

Just as the cat said, "Bounce Away."

The moment the Orange Cat struck with its paw, Zheng Xiu clearly felt something go *BOING* and get bounced away. Even though Zheng Xiu couldn’t see what happened behind the Darkness, he strangely, instinctively imagined a distinctly fleshy, springy rebound the instant the cat’s paw landed.

The instant the Cat Scissors, filled with Zheng Xiu’s Anger, snapped shut, Zheng Xiu understood. When Form Four of the Prisoner Deceitful Object was created, it had been imbued with the "snipping" Attribute, allowing it to snip anything he wanted with a *KACHA*.

KACHA!

A terrifying, fan-shaped distortion, accompanied by the crisp sound, erupted from the Cat Scissors, spreading violently outward on a single plane.

Feng Bei’s pupils contracted slightly, and she tilted her head half an inch to the side.

A strand of her lovely hair was silently severed. It floated down like rootless duckweed and landed in her fair palm.

The dark clouds in the sky were sliced in two. The bright moonlight struggled to break through the gap, casting a faint, aurora-like halo.

A sharp gash split open silently across the ruins, extending all the way to the edge of Lu Town.

"All Things Cut in Half!"

The faint umbilical cord connecting the Nascent Soul and the Darkness was first dealt with when the cat, full of fried fish cakes, slapped its paw out, Bouncing Away the Mother Disc hidden within the Darkness. Then, Zheng Xiu brought down the scissors, and the winding umbilical cord was snipped in two.

WHOOSH!

WHOOSH!

WHOOSH!

The giggling, mocking, and playful sounds of the babies came to an abrupt halt. The enormous, mountain-like mass of twisted, compressed flesh paused its squirming for a brief moment the instant the umbilical cord broke.

The fresh, tender flesh lost its luster before one’s very eyes. It then began to wither, flake, and weather away. As a night breeze blew past, the peeling flecks of meat turned into gray catkins, drifting up into the night sky. By the time they reached mid-air, they had become clouds of gray dust, dissipating above Lu Town.

As a stabbing pain pulsed between his brows, Zheng Xiu’s vision blurred and dizziness overcame him. The girly-pink Cat Scissors vanished from his hands. The single wing on his back flickered and then disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Zheng Xiu plummeted toward the ground.

Just as Yin Qingqing was about to catch the young man, Feng Bei let out a light laugh. She was a few beats faster than Yin Qingqing, leaping into the air and catching him in a tight embrace.

Yin Qingqing froze at the sight, standing obediently in place without a word or a move, her mind racing.

She had long guessed that this youth was the Red King, who possessed the age-reversing Disguise Technique. Feng Bei’s appearance was even more surprising to Yin Qingqing; to this day, she couldn’t figure out why Feng Bei, who was supposed to be far away in the Red King Mansion, would suddenly be here.

But now, another question quietly replaced the previous one in her mind: ’Feng Bei’s attitude toward the young man is... strange. Could it be that she’s into this sort of thing?’

In mid-air, Feng Bei gazed affectionately at the tender youth in her arms as they spun toward the ground. They were shamelessly flaunting their affection for all to see, and the more Yin Qingqing watched, the weirder the scene became.

To the side, the Orange Cat clutched its fragrant fried fish cakes, its cat-eyes wide as it stared at the pair in the air. Amidst the drifting flecks of dust, the graceful Feng Bei and the little colt spun to a landing. The sight made the Orange Cat smack its lips instinctively and touch its own perky bottom, which had recently been smacked red and raw. Suddenly, the fried fish cakes in its paws didn’t seem quite so fragrant anymore.

’No, no, no! They’re still fragrant. Fried fish cakes are the most fragrant thing ever!’

The cat sniffed the package, affirming this as if to console itself.

With that thought, the cat opened the package, took out a piece, bit it in two with a *KACHA*, and swallowed it whole.

The two spun and spun, held and held.

Zheng Xiu lay languidly in Feng Bei’s arms, his breath even, savoring the peace and warmth after the great battle.

"So tired."

Zheng Xiu grinned.

After they landed, the young man shamelessly remained curled up in her arms. The Red King was usually concerned with his image, but as a youth, he had no such inhibitions. Feng Bei, knowing Zheng Xiu’s little scheme, didn’t call him out on it. She simply continued to hold him and smiled faintly. "Is it over?"

"I think so."

Zheng Xiu wasn’t entirely sure, still worried something might go wrong. The two of them looked toward where the mass of flesh had been. The giant mountain of meat was silently collapsing, black streams of air curling up into the sky.

Yin Qingqing released everyone from the Time Demon Space. Ye, Snake, and Xi’er looked bewildered.

Jun Buxiao was lying down, foaming at the mouth and unconscious.

Mo Kuang was still wrapped in a cocoon, unable to move.

The Elder Divine Doctor’s eyes were tightly shut, and he let out pained groans from time to time.

After doing all this, Yin Qingqing leaned against the corner of a ruined wall. The furrow in her brow smoothed out, and she slowly closed her eyes, unable to hide the exhaustion on her face.

KACHA!

On the quiet ruins, the sound of the Orange Cat blissfully munching on fried fish cakes could be heard from time to time.

Feng Bei and the young man were whispering to each other off to the side.

"Those cute scissors of yours..."

"Don’t mention it!" Zheng Xiu covered his face and repeated, "Don’t mention it."

The new "Form Four" came with a "snipping" Attribute. It was useful, sure, but its appearance... Zheng Xiu was at a loss for words and didn’t want to recall it.

’Why was my mind so full of the cat at that moment?’

’Damn you, cat! Did you have to raise your two paws and make a snipping motion, creating such a powerful sense of déjà vu?’

Zheng Xiu had never imagined that the Orange Cat’s paw gesture would lead him so astray.

Now that the form was set, it couldn’t be changed.

Zheng Xiu could only helplessly accept the form of the "Cat Scissors".

Feng Bei nodded. "Actually, it’s quite nice."

’Nice, my ass.’

Zheng Xiu cursed inwardly.

He even began to imagine the scene of Machoman Zheng Shan materializing the Cat Scissors and appearing on the battlefield, making everyone’s jaws drop.