Chapter 79 Pollution
When Le Zhi was sent back to Floating Cloud Island by the egrets, he looked so miserable.

The girl walked towards her bedroom with exhausted steps. Her clean dragon robe was torn into tatters. She looked dirty and dusty, as if she had been robbed.

She really didn't have the energy to find someone to complain to. She was in pain all over her body. She had just fought in the air and was so nervous because she was besieged. She didn't feel anything unusual under the pressure. Now Le Zhi realized that her arms were covered with scars from being cut by feathers, and the skin was cracked, revealing the red flesh under the skin.

Ugh--

I always grab others' shares, but today I was robbed by a group of psychopaths. It's really karma. Fortunately, I didn't lose anything important.

The girl held onto the wall and walked towards her soft big bed step by step. Halfway through, she became exhausted and fell to the ground. She simply gave up.

Le Zhi turned into a black cat, curled up into a small ball, carefully lying on the ground licking her wounds. She was too lazy to lie down on the bed, so she just slept on the ground.

In the evening, someone knocked on the door, and Le Zhi regained his human form to receive the guest. A little servant boy stood outside the door, holding a wooden tray respectfully.

She glanced at the food on the plate and asked, "It's not time to eat yet. What is this? Is it food?"

The little servant boy pushed the wooden tray forward and lowered his head.

"Your Highness Lezhi, this is a special herbal medicine for external injuries in Winged Beast City. The high priest sent me to give it to you, saying that he hopes you can get better soon."

Le Zhi didn't hesitate to take the few herbs from the plate into his arms and closed the door.

The bedroom was quiet and she didn't like to turn on the lights, so she crushed the herbs in the dark and applied them to the wound. It felt cool and the cut felt much more comfortable.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Didn’t the High Priest always like to chat with her in the past?

Such a big thing happened today, could the priest miss the opportunity to greet me?

There was a hint of cunning on Le Zhi's calm face, and no one knew what evil intentions he was harboring.

The main priest's hall was quiet and peaceful, without a single person in sight.

The black cat's figure rose and fell, and finally stopped at the door of Yan Qiu's residence.

There was a rustling sound coming from inside, which was quite scary late at night.

Le Zhi: "Master Priest, thank you for the herbs. Why are you so busy today? Why didn't you come to play with me?"

After a long time, a hoarse voice was heard in the room. The tone was sometimes sharp and sometimes dull, and so distorted that it didn't sound like human speech.

Yan Qiu said in a muffled voice: "I have been busy these days, dealing with the aftermath of the Eagle Tribe's affairs. I will go to visit the little princess in a while."

The black cat pressed on. The voice was really strange. She asked again, "Master Priest, have you seen a giant rust-colored bird? Today I was rescued by a very powerful bird tribe, but no one knew about it after asking around. You must know it, right?"

The moonlight was high in the sky, shining on the window. One could vaguely see shadows in the house, which kept changing shape, looking deformed and hideous, giving the illusion of ghosts.

Yan Qiu's voice now sounded more like rotten wood that was being crushed with withering away, shaking back and forth, and it was almost impossible to tell what he was using to make the sound.

"No, I haven't seen it either. It's getting late, little princess. Go back and get some rest. I have something important to do..."

Le Zhi was sharp-eyed and noticed that the black fog outside the door had not yet dissipated. She didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

But when she saw the green dressing on her cat's paw, she softened her heart again.

The black cat gritted its teeth and slammed its head against the door, making a small hole in the fragile wooden board.

She moved swiftly and got in, but everything she saw made her turn pale.

The priest looked so weird, neither human nor ghost. Four purple eyeballs were moving around in his eye sockets, blood was oozing out of his body, and although there were no visible wounds, the black blood was foul-smelling and sticky, making people sick.

His body was growing like a hybrid animal, with a crack on his forehead from which a sharp bird's beak kept pecking out.

His lips were slightly open, his mouth was full of feathers, the corners of his lips extended towards his ears, revealing sharp teeth with a cold glow, his tongue hung over his jaw, the tip was split into two forks, and there were many barbs on it.

All the clothes on his body were stained with blood, and the smooth and wrinkle-free feather cloth was full of holes. The man's originally fair skin began to phosphorize, and his scales began to fluff up into fine fluff, slowly stretching and hardening, turning into feathers.

Some of the scales were directly plucked off by Qingqiu. Only after large pieces of purple scales fell off did such black blood flow out...

"Go out, little princess, and please stop staring at me!"

The roars of the evil humanoid creatures came one after another, like devilish sounds lingering in the ears.

Le Zhi could see clearly that the whites of the priest's eyes were changing color rapidly. It was a darkness that came from the abyss.

Something is about to come out of the priest's body...

The black cat took a tentative step forward and said tremblingly: "Your reason has been polluted..."

Before he could finish the rest of the words, the man's body grew like wild grass, and knife-sharp feathers sprouted from his skin. The bones in the priest's body crackled, and his fingers became sharp.

Four eyeballs stared at her ferociously, locking onto the little black cat's head.

The high priest is going berserk...

It would be a lie for Le Zhi to say she wasn't afraid. This thing looked too creepy. She quickly curled up her body and rolled into the corner.

The black cat kept chanting: "Life is endless, and clear water is bright..."

A water mirror appeared in the bedroom surrounded by black fog. The monster subconsciously avoided the mirror, but countless water mirrors surrounded him.

The monster's appearance was finally reflected in the mirror, but the figure in the mirror was not a monster, but an elegant and noble priest of the Winged Beast City.

Le Zhi had a terrible headache. Her method of pacifying the orcs had never been shown to outsiders. It didn't require much mental effort, but she needed to sleep for a while to replenish her energy.

I just hope the priest will not let my kindness down and reveal the fact that she can appease the pollution.

The water mirror absorbed all the black mist in the bedroom and finally stopped, turning into tiny ink particles that condensed into a black cat.

Le Zhi used up all his strength and lay on the ground with his two paws in front, two paws behind, and his tail pressed tightly against the ground.

The priest now looks normal, except that his clothes are too dirty, everything else is fine.

He stood there for a long time before he remembered what had happened and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

I'm in that state now, am I worthy of the little princess's pity?
He felt that he was extremely ugly at that time, but Le Zhi even "comforted" his pollution.

Yan Qiu's face was gloomy, but he finally picked up the little black cat on the ground. The furry little thing was limp like a puddle of mud.

The black cat seemed to have no bones when held in the hand, which scared the priest, who hurriedly went to check the black cat's breath.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the damp heat.

The little princess just fell asleep...