The dark jade flying carpet stirred within.
The White Snow Lion Cat was originally cultivating, practicing the Charming Skill.
The women were all scheming against each other, none daring to let the other stay near the Demon Lord, fearing they might seduce him.
On the contrary, as a mere scorched cat, it remained, staying inside the flying carpet, striking various seductive poses.
Continuously displaying its charm art.
Hoping the Demon Lord would truly feel its allure.
If the Demon Lord sensed its scheming, it would blink innocently with its glass-like pupils filled with bewilderment,
claiming it was just a little cat, incapable of harboring any malevolent thoughts.
What it needed to do next was to cultivate as quickly as possible, to grow stronger and ultimately transform into a human form.
To fiercely compete with that foolish woman.
After all, by now, it had accumulated a wealth of human experience.
