d get some unexpected benefits." Using his spiritual energy, Chen Wenzhong made a small cut on his finger and let a drop of blood fall onto the ring. Gradually, the blood was absorbed, and the ring turned bright silver. Chen Wenzhong felt a subtle bond forming with it. The bright silver ring suddenly emitted black light, filling the room. After a while, the light faded. Chen Wenzhong carefully picked up the floating ring, which then melted into his middle finger, reshaping into a ring. "Young man, are you the one who awakened me?" A voice emanated from the ring, resonating in Chen Wenzhong's mind. "Hey, Little Silver! Long time no see!" Le Shen greeted the ring cheekily. "What! That voice..." A small, black figure sprang from the ring, transforming into a black Scottish Fold cat. It gazed at Chen Wenzhong with a puzzled expression. Chapter 19: The Secret History of the Upper Realm The black Scottish Fold cat quietly perched on the table, tilting its head and looking at Chen Wenzhong. It asked, “Why do you carry the aura of that old rascal, Le Shen?” "Old rascal?! So, Le Shen, you’re a troublemaker with a checkered past. No wonder you’re so unreliable!" Chen Wenzhong said, looking at Le Shen in his mind with a disdainful gaze. "Little Silver, you should speak with proof! You’re slandering my divine (human) reputation!" Le Shen’s voice echoed through Chen Wenzhong's mouth. "Sigh! Indeed, it is you, Le Shen. After so many years, you still lack any shame!" the black cat retorted. "This is a false accusation! Slander! Proof is necessary for everything!" Le Shen shouted. "Do I really need to bring it up? Fine, then. Who was the god shamelessly squatting at Chang'e's door singing songs? Who teased the daughters of the Heavenly Emperor with songs? And who flirted with every female he met…?" The black cat counted off on its paws one by one. "Stop, stop, stop! I was wrong! My apologies, Boss Cat! Please, no more! Look at little Zhongzi’s eyes; he’s starting to pity me!" Le Shen, embarrassed, interrupted the cat, who was about to list the hundredth incident. "Sigh, gods ought to be self-aware. If the cat has to recount it every time, it loses its fun!" the cat grumbled. "Yes, yes, you’re right! It’s all my fault!" Le Shen said, holding his forehead in resignation. "Ahem, let’s get to the point, shall we?" Le Shen suggested. "Fine. What is your name, young man?" the black cat turned to Chen Wenzhong and asked. "Me? I am Chen Wenzhong. And you, esteemed Cat Senior, who might you be?" Chen Wenzhong asked, feeling a bit nervous facing the cat that had easily subdued Le Shen. "It is the nine-tailed cat spirit, the strongest beast soul of the Summoning God Mu from the Upper Realm. I prefer calling it Little Silver. But Little Silver, why has your
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