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The Husky and His White Cat Shizun:Erha He Ta De Bai Mao Shizun vol1-3

This was written by Meatbun Doesn't Eat Meat (Ròu Bāo Bù Chī Ròu) so I dont own any of it, but enjoy! Massacring his way to the top to become emperor of the cultivation world, Mo Ran’s cruel reign left him with little satisfaction. Now, upon suffering his greatest loss, he takes his own life... To his surprise, Mo Ran awakens in his own body at age sixteen, years before he ever began his bloody conquests. Now, as a novice disciple at the cultivation sect known as Sisheng Peak, Mo Ran has a second chance at life. This time, he vows that he will attain the gratification that eluded him in his last life: the overly righteous shall fall, and none will dare treat him like a dog ever again! His furious passion burns most fiercely for his shizun, Chu Wanning, the beautiful yet cold cultivation teacher who maintains a cat-like aloofness in his presence. Yet despite Mo Ran’s shameless pursuit of his own goals, he begins to question his previously held beliefs, and wonders if there could be more to his teacher–and his own feelings–than he ever realized.

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Meatbun’s Mini Theatre: The Little Puppy and the Big White Cat

Once upon a time there was a little puppy. He was dirty and stupid,

so nobody liked him, and thus he drifted around from place to place without

anywhere to call his home.

One day, the little puppy's uncle found him and carried him back to his

den. The new den was warm and spacious, and the little puppy was very

happy. He was especially taken with the big white cat, which was curled up

on the cushion sleeping and looked exceedingly gentle. The little puppy

howled and joyfully burrowed into the white cat's soft fur.

However, the big white cat, when awake, was very different than the

little puppy had imagined. The cat always watched the puppy with an icy

gaze and ignored the puppy's whimpering affection. When the white cat was

unhappy, he would seldom even remember to retract his sharp claws before

swatting the little puppy across his furry face.

By and by, the little puppy grew into a big dog, and as he did, the big

white cat gradually became a small white cat before his very eyes.

The big dog wanted to teach the white cat a lesson. So he bit into the

little white cat's throat, and proudly trod that snow-white ball under his great

paw. But when he did, he at once realized that this white cat, which he had

presumed to be hard as stone, in truth had a body as soft as could be. He

couldn't help but remember the night he had first come to his new den, when

he had hidden and fallen asleep in the warmth and softness of this kitty's

silky fur.

How was the little puppy to know that, on that night, the white cat had

opened his jewel-like eyes. Where did this little thing come from? How

dirty it is, the white cat thought. Then, using his rough pink tongue, he had

quietly groomed the little puppy's fur clean.

The little puppy had stirred under this treatment, bleary-eyed, and

thought that he was dreaming. He dreamt that his life of lonely wandering had

finally come to end, and that there was a big white cat that treated him very,

very kindly

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