Qing Yun looked at the little girl with cat ears before him and said, "From today onwards, you will cultivate Daoist magic with me."
The little cat-girl nodded obediently.
The big cat-girl beside them asked, "Chenyang, can Xiaohuan also cultivate Daoist arts?"
Qing Yun looked at the little girl and said, "If I can, then perhaps she, with her half-demon bloodline, can as well."
He thought to himself, 'My Primordial Spirit has been crippled, and I can no longer cultivate Daoist arts. But by observing Xiaohuan's mastery of Daoist arts, I might find a way for demon bloodlines to align with the Heavenly Dao.'
In the days that followed, the little girl diligently read the Daoist scriptures, practiced breathing exercises and meditation, communicated with the Heavenly Dao, and relentlessly honed her Daoist skills.
Yet her progress was slow, even slower than the most untalented human.
