My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 131 - 89: Thousand-faced Soul Rat (Seeking Monthly Tickets, Seeking Subscriptions) _3

Chapter 131: Chapter 89: Thousand-faced Soul Rat (Seeking Monthly Tickets, Seeking Subscriptions) _3

Upon seeing it clearly, Gary Smith’s face exhibited an expression of surprise.

Mousie, as it was now, had undergone earth-shattering changes from before.

Mousie was originally akin to an ordinary hamster in appearance, with faint golden fur, round and squishy, and it looked like a cute mango pudding.

But now, Mousie, while still retaining the semblance of a hamster, had undergone subtle adjustments to its fur and body, glistening smoother and appearing even more adorable. All defects had been mended, moving towards the transformation into a perfect life form.

At the same time, its legs had disappeared, and in their place was a black-red cloud, as if it was seated on top of it, lending Mousie a more mysterious look.

On its head, grew a pair of small antler-like protrusions sprouting out on either side, reminiscent of artworks crafted from red crystals. Entwining its body were eight crimson-gold ribbons which interweave at the back forming a unique Thorns Seal Wheel. This wheel wrapped in black-red light looked like a blood-red halo from afar.

Its brilliance shone brilliantly, casting a long shadow of Mousie in which a tiny tree made of dark blue crystals took root deep within.

The tree, entwined by endless shadows and souls, seemed profound and mysterious despite being but a sapling. Gleaming with an essence of vast and profound emptiness, a misty white fruit hung from its scant branches, looking as if it had sprouted from a cloud, dazzling and mysterious.

The soul light spot drawn out from the Excavation Shark was absorbed by the sapling as nourishment. A budding leaf sprouted from the stark branches.

More souls were needed to be sprinkled for it to bear fruits and flowers.

Meanwhile, Mousie, seated on the cloud, slowly opened her eyes. Within the deep black of its eyes, a mysterious deep red curse seal pattern converged, barely visible unless looked at closely.

It looked at Gary Smith and slowly began to speak:

"Cultivator, having seen Mousie, why won’t you bow? "

Given its current posture seated on a cloud and the reflected light behind it, it indeed looked like it was looking down on all beings.

Is this...

Mouse Sky God?

Upon thinking this, Gary Smith, looking utterly astonished, stretched out his hand, just like a pilgrim craving to touch their revered deity.

Mousie, eyes squinted blissfully, couldn’t help but upturn the corner of her mouth as she watched this scene. The mere cultivator had now been intimidated by her current appearance.

Now, Mousie stood up... no, wrong... flew up.

Spiralling into the skies!

A perfect opportunity to forge an unequal treaty with the cultivator, forbidding him to limit her potato chips and Cola, forbid him from bullying Mousie and require him to give her daily massages. Most importantly, she wanted to be the Big Sister...

However, before Mousie could fully immerse herself in her envisioned bright future, fate grasped her by the back of her neck, causing her to frantically wave her little paws.

"Cultivator! Do you understand what you’re doing? This is desecration..."

Mousie had barely started to speak before being abruptly interrupted by a forceful shake from Gary Smith, who sternly remarked:

"My Mousie wouldn’t speak in this manner. Speak truthfully! Which fake are you?"

"I really am..."

Seeing the seriousness in Gary Smith’s eyes, Mousie panicked, loudly shouting her explanation; but Gary, quick unfolding his move, started to shake her like a water bottle. Mousie’s vision started to blur; she felt as if her soul would be shaken out any minute, and her head started to swirl in chaos....

Ah~

Mousie saw heaven!

Why isn’t the cultivator in there?

"Eh, isn’t this thing detachable?"

Gary Smith, after shaking it for a while, found that the cloud on which Mousie sat didn’t fling off. Could it be that after evolving, it had really replaced her feet, turning her into a somersault cloud rat?

But isn’t it too small?

How would it bear his weight? Was he supposed to step on it?

With those thoughts, Gary Smith examined the rest of her parts, adeptly securing her lower jaw and began to examine her.

"Cultivator, what’re you doing? Quickly, stop it... Don’t examine randomly. I really am Mousie, not a knock-off! Your massage skills are as good as ever... No, desecrating Mousie like this, you will be destined to be punished... ahem~ ahem~, Mousie is getting angry... oh, never mind, keep massaging for a while..."

Mousie, still counting stars, was slow to react; her thinking had dulled, and by the end, was nearly fainting. She couldn’t resist, and slackened into a puddle of Mouse Sauce.

With you like this, thinking of being the Mouse Sky God...

Gary Smith rolled his eyes at the cute and playful Mousie.

His previous act, of course, wasn’t out of sheer boredom but due to Mousie not being a contractually bound Pet Beast, hence, he needed to scan her closely with the Eye of Truth.

It was just incidental that he was teaching Mousie a lesson.

Hmm, Gary Smith was way too generous and broad-minded a person to hold grudges against Mousie.

However, he specialized in curing itchiness!

The Little Spider on the side, witnessing this "warm" scene, was amused and started laughing with radiance emanating from her face. Fingers played in the air, a phantom image appeared, and using the spider silk, she started quietly crafting a new doll for Mousie.

Family members all grow up,

You have to keep a record of how they looked in the past.

Gary Smith, unaware of Little Spider’s actions saw the complete information before him:

The Thousand-faced Soul Rat

Description: A Pet Beast that has evolved by feasting on the Evolutionary Secret Food - the Thousand-faced Tree-shaped Pudding. The Thousand-faced Soul Tree took root in the boundary between the soul and the shadows, and after its associated evolution, it perfectly digested the Blood of the Evil God’s Kindred, achieving the trinity attribute of blood and flesh, shadow, and soul.

The Thousand-faced Soul Rat is imbued with the power of shadows and can freely stealthily navigate the Shadow World. Moreover, its soul has the indestructible attribute. As long as it isn’t instantly destroyed by two-thirds, it can restore itself.

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