It is still very difficult for ordinary people to hide from a cat's hearing.
A cat's hearing is at least three times that of an ordinary person, and it can accurately pinpoint the exact location of tiny sounds.
After all, they are experts at catching mice; this ability is fundamental.
As for why your cat doesn't respond when you call him, it's simply because he doesn't want to bother with you and pretends not to hear.
Li Xuan heard the commotion in the courtyard and smugly climbed back onto the wall.
"You little rascal, who are you messing with?"
But the next moment, seeing the thick figure slowly moving in the courtyard, Li Xuan frowned, realizing that things were not simple.
"Isn't that Xiao Zhuozi?"
"What is he doing so late at night?"
Li Xuan had initially thought it was Deng Weixian making the noise, but then realized he was mistaken.
But in the dead of night, where was Xiao Zhuozi sneaking off to?
During the day, he had only noticed that the boy's face was chubby, but now, seeing his clumsy movements, he truly lived up to his name, looking like a short, wide, and round table.
"There really aren't many quiet people in this palace."
Li Xuan sighed inwardly and followed far behind Xiao Zhuozi, wanting to see what this fellow was up to in the middle of the night.
Not sleeping at night always leads to encountering strange things.
Especially in this imperial palace.
This was Li Xuan's summary of his experience as a cat during his less than a year here.
After Xiao Zhuozi tiptoed out of the eunuchs' living quarters in the back courtyard, he quickened his pace.
He moved through Yan Qu Hall in the dark, heading purposefully in a certain direction.
This made Li Xuan raise an eyebrow slightly.
"Didn't this boy just report to Yan Qu Hall today? Why is he so familiar with the layout?"
During the day, he looked dull and foolish, and was even reprimanded for looking at the Royal Concubines a few too many times.
Yet tonight, he showed his capabilities.
"It seems one cannot easily underestimate the people in this palace; each one possesses unique skills."
Li Xuan couldn't help but swallow.
During the day, Xiao Zhuozi was harmless-looking, but at night, he could move through the dark with a determined expression, advancing fearlessly like a death warrior.
Xiao Zhuozi fumbled in the darkness for a long time and finally reached his destination.
This was an unremarkable room in the front hall.
Xiao Zhuozi suddenly rolled slowly on the ground once, then leaned against the wall, cautiously looking left and right.
Li Xuan, at this moment, was standing on the eaves directly above Xiao Zhuozi's head.
Due to his natural fur color, even if Xiao Zhuozi suddenly looked up, Li Xuan only needed to close his eyes to instantly enter an "invisible" state.
So, on the eaves, Li Xuan craned his neck and peered down, observing with complete disregard.
Xiao Zhuozi didn't look up. After glancing left and right, he confidently moved to the window.
Then came the classic scene of poking a hole in the window paper, inserting a hollow bamboo tube, and blowing air inside.
"Such professional technique! I wonder who trained this Xiao Zhuozi."
Although he revealed a flaw in his clumsy movements on the way, for his current age, he was already doing quite well.
But as time passed, Li Xuan felt something was amiss.
"Why is he blowing for so long? Aren't sleeping powders supposed to work with just one puff?"
"Is he perhaps increasing the dosage out of caution?"
Li Xuan tilted his head, scrutinizing him, and the expression on his face gradually became blank.
"This boy doesn't seem to be blowing air in, but rather sucking it in!"
The more he looked, the more it seemed so, and finally, he was certain.
"Huh?"
Li Xuan instinctively covered his mouth with his paw, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Xiao Zhuozi held the bamboo tube, which was inserted into the window, in his mouth, taking continuous "hiss-ha hiss-ha" breaths, as if he were smoking.
Looking at his flushed and excited expression, he was clearly high.
"This is too perverted, isn't it!?"
Li Xuan felt that this scene had exceeded the Little Cat's tolerance limit.
"This little fatty was just reprimanded during the day, and now he dares to sneak out at night to steal, to secretly inhale."
"What kind of desperate pervert is this?"
"Xiao Zhuozi, you're quite extraordinary."
"This is crazy, truly crazy!"
Li Xuan clicked his tongue in wonder and couldn't bear to leave.
He wanted to see just how perverted Xiao Zhuozi could get.
"So young, yet with such a strange Hobbies. No wonder he kept staring at her during the day; it turns out he had found his target."
The world is vast, and full of wonders.
Xiao Zhuozi probably sucked for another quarter of an hour before reluctantly leaving.
It must be said, this boy's lung capacity far exceeded that of ordinary people.
When he left, his face wore a sickly satisfied smile, looking as creepy as could be.
Li Xuan silently watched Xiao Zhuozi's retreating figure from the eaves, swallowing with difficulty.
"What is all this about?"
Xiao Zhuozi looked a bit younger than Deng Weixian, meaning he was only just over ten years old.
But the way he was just now, it was clear this wasn't his first time doing such a thing.
Was this a moral decay, or a distortion of human nature?
Li Xuan didn't dare to think about it anymore and decided to put this eye-stinging scene out of his mind for now... In the following days, Li Xuan would often sneak into Yan Qu Hall.
During the day, he watched the Royal Concubines dance and sing, and at night, he diligently practiced with Deng Weixian, leading a fulfilling life.
Of course, Xiao Zhuozi also diligently maintained his perverted habit.
Every night after they finished their martial arts practice, Xiao Zhuozi would secretly leave.
Li Xuan now knew what he was going to do, so he naturally lost the intention to continue following him.
That scene was simply too eye-stinging.
Moreover, his recent cultivation had encountered considerable resistance, and he simply had no time to care about such trivial matters.
Although he was still practicing daily, Li Xuan found that the progress he could make each time was becoming less and less.
Especially these past two days, he had only made a one percent increase in progress each day.
And the physical fatigue was becoming more and more pronounced, already very noticeable.
His diet these past two days had not suffered at all; he not only ate a meal at Jingyang Palace but also had an extra meal at Yan Qu Hall.
Of course, because of this, Liang Chuchu hadn't seen her own meals for several days.
However, it seemed she was scared by Wang Suyue's Military Fist last time, so recently, when she found her meals cleared, she would just silently go and buy food from others.
The bruises on her face hadn't faded yet, so how dared she bother Wang Suyue again?
Last time, she was the one who initiated the fight, so Wang Suyue was only verbally reprimanded once by Eunuch Yin and received no actual punishment.
As for Liang Chuchu, Eunuch Yin didn't bother with her at all.
If Liang Chuchu didn't have a good father, there would have been no place for her in this imperial harem long ago.
This also made things convenient for Li Xuan, who could enjoy Liang Chuchu's meals without any qualms.
Anyway, this fellow had ill intentions from the start, thinking of cutting off their monthly allowance at Jingyang Palace.
It was a good opportunity for Li Xuan to teach her a lesson and let her taste what it was like to have no food.
Therefore, Li Xuan ate with absolutely no psychological burden.
It was just a bit difficult to suddenly switch from imperial cuisine to ordinary food.
It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
But Li Xuan was already a mature Little Cat, so this little hardship was nothing to him.
However, this also made him realize that the energy consumed by cultivating the Bloodthirsty Tiger Claw could not be completely replenished by eating.
The night was Gray Gray, and dreams were heavy.
In the courtyard where Deng Weixian resided, two figures, one above and one below, stood separated.
Tonight, neither Li Xuan nor Deng Weixian continued to practice martial arts.
Both of them felt that continuing to practice would ultimately harm their foundation and could cause irreversible damage.
One person and one cat frowned, both at a loss as to what to do.
They both had the same question in their hearts.
"Should this cultivation method be continued?"