Chương 9: The Eternal's Cat isn't simple.

The black cat licked its paws as it lazily lied on Feng Xiantian's bed. Its amber eyes moved around the room surveying the contents of the room.

The red-haired boy's room was quite empty. Besides the typical things required in a room Feng Xiantian barely had anything else. There was a bookshelf where he had a few of his favorite books but nothing else.

There was also a place for the black cat to sleep, however, it rarely used this place. Typically it would journey in areas around the village the Feng Family lived in.

Although Feng Xiantian had yet to name the black cat, usually he'd just call it 'Black' temporarily. As you can already guess, he was not really a good one to ask for names.

Black stood up and moved lazily. It jumped on the open window and left Feng Xiantian's room. It leaped into the roof of another house without even care about the chance of getting injured.

It then ran toward the Azure Mountain Range with a speed that could rival even the strongest expert in the second rate Azure Phoenix City, Fang Xia. Taking turns every two hundred or so meters, Black stopped after a while.

It was standing on top of a massive pillar covered in vines. Most likely it was a remnant of a civilization millenniums ago.

It was not very noticeable from a distance due to the fact it was covered by enormous trees and was extremely deep inside the Azure Mountain Range.

Just at the moment, Black was about to leave, an arm materialized from the space behind him and thrust itself towards the black cat. This arm was covered in weird runes which looked like a dragon and was completely gold.

This suggested it was made out of Spirit Power, but it certainly wasn't made out of the Spirit Power of a White Cloaked, Gray Cloaked or Blue Cloaked World Spiritist.

Fortunately, Black was quick enough and jumped out of the way like it was expecting such a reaction from the pillar. The arm froze and did not continue to chase toward Black. It just pointed itself toward the direction Black was escaping.

Then, Spirit Power gathered to form an entire body made out of the same runes as the arm. The body's main characteristic was the long flowing hair. It was not difficult to make it out, the body was undoubtedly a woman

"I've never seen a Monstrous Beast like that before… Truly mysterious, to be able to escape from the grasp of my arm, in a short fifty millenniums I have succumbed to the point a random animal is capable of dodging my consciousness." The body spoke out, despite not having any clear voice.

It sounded neutral and did not help in identifying the gender of the body. The runes in her body started to diminish slightly, making her frown slightly.

The woman's head looked up. "The Sun and the Moon. What would Esteemed Ancestor think if he knew that the incredible achievements of his life are still alive up to this day in history…" A slight smile appeared on her face.

"I will have to find a successor to my sect's line soon. To think that I would have to fall down to such a level after merely fifty thousand years… What would they think if they knew a being like me has to resort to such means?"

The woman laughed bitterly as a wave of Spirit Power left her body, her runes diminishing even further.

"My Spirit Power has fallen to the level of a mere Royal Cloaked World Spiritist… Even my Empress Royal Cloak is incapable of being used anymore. Fifty Thousand years… I won't last for another one hundred years."

Not wasting any more time, the woman's Spirit Power body started to disperse. It was clear that her consciousness had left the body, so it could no longer use the Spirit Power to maintain itself.

It was known in the entire Nine Provinces Continent that only experts who had managed to reach the legendary Heaven Realm could actually contain awareness after they died, so this meant this woman was a Heaven Realm expert!

Black just stared from the distance, feeling the powerful and ancient aura disappear. No one knew what a cat was thinking, and that was Black right now. The next moment it ran masterfully to the forest once again.

Only flashes of his amber eyes were visible. One thing was for certain, no one knew just what Black was…

Feng Xiantian was counting the number of clouds in the sky in a lazy and bored manner. A weapon laying next to him, to be more precise it was a metal sword which had nothing special about it.

He bought the weapon with the savings he had gathered through the years through the chores he had done in the house and side-jobs around the village. Obviously, he could've bought a better weapon with the many herbs he had gathered, but it was too suspicious and someone might want to follow him.

Fortunately, it was more than enough for him to start the Early Stages of the Will of the Sword. For every good thing, there was also a bad thing… Although Feng Xiantian had reached the apex of the Sword, the rules of the Dao were far different.

Thus naturally, Feng Xiantian had to adapt to the Will of The Sword in this universe, which was different from the will of the Sword in his Chaotic Realm.

It might sound confusing, but the truth was that just because two people had the same name and the same job, did not mean that they both were the same, they had different characteristics and morals which defined them.

This could be said to be the same now, The Will of the Sword in the Chaotic Realm was far more Chaotic and desolate, while in the universe here it was more gentle and calm. That was not the same for the entire Will of the Sword here, but that was just to make a difference early on.

He sighed and took a book from his bag next to him. It was a book about how to use Spirit Power to create weapons, meaning refine metals through the use of Spirit Power. He still had no idea how to make use of the Spirit Power inside him.

No matter how much he pushed it forward, there was a line or a blockade to be more exact that prevented it from leaving his body to be of use to him for anything.

"Annoying…"

He muttered with a low voice and coldness which could be felt from far away. He was actually releasing cold Martial Power which could not be underestimated since he was already capable of defeating peak mid-stage Spirit Realm cultivators with his mere physical strength.