Guardian: Zhen Hun (Novel) Vol. 1

by Priest

“The year I was ten, you found me and gave me the Soul-Guarding Order.” Daqing nodded, confused. “You’re already old enough that you want to write a memoir?” “I was just a happy, stupid child. I thought I was like a male Sailor Moon.” Zhao Yunlan laughed self-deprecatingly and petted the fat cat’s head. “Daqing, tell me the truth now. Who exactly am I?” Daqing froze. “You said you were the yao cat who served the Soul-Guarding Order—that you were the one who found the Guardian of each generation. I always thought the Soul-Guarding Order was like an ancient sword with a spirit, and anyone could be the Guardian as long as they met its requirements. But the truth is…there’s only ever been one Guardian, right?” Daqing stared at him, round eyed. Sometimes he was bad at faking it; at that moment, his gaze barely resembled a cat’s. “Don’t go getting a swollen head—” “Then where did the True Flame of Samadhi on my left shoulder go?” Daqing’s fur stood on end. “You remember?” Zhao Yunlan took a cigarette from his pocket and leaned back into the sofa, feeling weary. “That was a trick, dumbass.” The black cat said nothing. “So that means I really did have a past life.” Daqing meowed softly and leaned closer, hesitantly. As if he were an actual furball kitty, he nudged his head against Zhao Yunlan’s belly, then nuzzled it. It was unusual for this dumb fatty to be so agreeable. Zhao Yunlan picked him up and stroked his back. “I don’t know,” Daqing said. “Back then, my cultivation wasn’t...