Just A Daoist Who Occasionally Kicks Ass-Chapter 460: Transformation! A Tremendous Breakthrough! The Mixed-Blood Beauty! Have You Forgotten What a Beating Feels Like!?

Chapter 460: Transformation! A Tremendous Breakthrough! The Mixed-Blood Beauty! Have You Forgotten What a Beating Feels Like!?

After checking carefully, he realized the sound was actually coming from Cuihua’s room. His brows furrowed as he pushed the door open and hurried inside.

Inside, he found an orange cat lying weakly on the floor, a streak of white light flickering over its body. But the way the light flickered was strange, as if it were stuck halfway, making the whole thing look painfully awkward.

“Cuihua, what happened!?” Li Yanchu asked.

Cuihua slowly opened her eyes and said weakly, “I tried to use the Bodhi Pill to force my transformation. But the pill’s power wasn’t enough, and the process was interrupted... so I suffered backlash.”

What Li Yanchu heard, essentially, was: I wanted to imitate your flashy breakthrough stunt, but I didn’t have enough power, got stuck midway, and now everything is a mess.

“You’re really something else,” Li Yanchu said.

Cuihua fell mum in response.

Then, Li Yanchu lowered his voice and said, “How do I help you?”

Cuihua murmured, “I need a huge amount of qi and blood... otherwise the transformation will completely fail, and I may never be able to transform again for the rest of my life.”

Li Yanchu narrowed his eyes. “You’re not planning to drink my blood, are you?”

He felt a little guilty thinking that way, as this cat wasn’t that scheming... But the timing was just too suspicious.

“Pah!” Cuihua glared at him. Her head tilted to the side, nearly dying from sheer anger on the spot.

Li Yanchu was actually worried she would die; after all, petting her was always pretty enjoyable. Then, he forced a drop of essence blood from his fingertip and held it out.

“Here. Lick it,” he said very casually.

Because currently, in his eyes, Cuihua was still just the orange pet cat he kept around.

When she heard his words, Cuihua’s mouth twitched. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

You think I’m going to lick it just because you ask me to? What do you take me for!? Wait! The life essence contained in this blood... it’s incredibly strong!

And so, Cuihua couldn’t hold back. As if driven by some strange instinct, her tongue flicked out and touched it. A jolt of electricity shot from her tongue through her entire body, sending a wave of tingling numbness through her.

Her head swam, and she felt dazed and foggy, almost like she was drunk.

A dazzling light burst forth inside the room, though it wasn’t anywhere near as dramatic as when that hundred-thousand-merit-points artifact had appeared earlier; it simply lit up the whole room.

The light didn’t spread far, but it still made Li Yanchu shut his eyes on reflex.

A powerful aura surged from Cuihua’s body, so powerful that it made one’s heart tremble. Even at his current level, Li Yanchu felt a crushing pressure. The strength in that aura was incredibly high, far more terrifying than any third realm experts he had met before.

But this aura wasn’t quite Cuihua’s own. It felt more like some ancient bloodline inside her had awakened... stirring the imprint of a mighty being from long ago.

When the light finally faded, the room returned to normal, and Li Yanchu froze, completely stunned.

At this time, a tall, fair-skinned, stunningly beautiful woman was lying on the floor. Her features were exquisite and well-defined, with the look of a mixed-race beauty. Her eyes were a soft lake-green, shining like precious gemstones.

Li Yanchu had seen beautiful women before, but never one with this kind of style. She had this wild allure that ordinary women simply didn’t have... an instinctive wildness that made one want to conquer her. At the moment, she even looked a little aloof.

However, no matter how aloof someone tried to be, in this situation there was no way to maintain that image, because she wasn’t wearing a single piece of clothing.

Her waist was so slender it looked like it could snap with a sudden bend, yet when his gaze shifted downward, there was also... an astonishingly generous curve.

The atmosphere in the room had become rather enchanting.

Li Yanchu stared in shock, then he slowly took a step back, his brows furrowing.

“Cuihua!?”

However, the wild, mixed-blood beauty beamed with joy. She didn’t answer him, instead, she looked down at her own body with delight.

“I succeeded! I succeeded! I’ve finally grown up!” the mixed-blood beauty cheered.

Li Yanchu fell speechless as he thought, Great... I don’t have a cat to pet anymore.

***

At Qingyun Temple, a pure, quiet Daoist sanctuary...

In the courtyard, a large black donkey with a wicked, unruly grin was munching grass without a care in the world. The curl of its mouth made others feel like it desperately needed a beating. But, no one actually bothered arguing with a donkey.

Blackie was the intangible cultural heritage that Li Yanchu’s master had left behind. Although, to be honest, aside from that punchable smile, there wasn’t anything particularly special about it.

At this moment, Blackie turned his eyes toward the room and sniffed hard.

Then he let out a loud bray, “Hee-haw!”

He sounded urgent, but unfortunately, no one here understood “foreign languages,” so no one knew what the heck this creature was saying.

Inside the room, Li Yanchu finally managed to pry the newly transformed Cuihua off of him. She had gotten a lot stronger. But that octopus-like clinging posture of hers... was that not a bit indecent!?

Li Yanchu went to find one of his spare Daoist robes and handed it to Cuihua. Once she put it on, she somehow looked... different.

Just imagine this: an exquisitely sculpted mixed-blood beauty, wearing nothing but a Daoist robe, her long, slender legs exposed beneath the hem. Anyone’s blood pressure would spike at the sight.

Li Yanchu only gave a faint smile. “Didn’t expect you to actually succeed today. Congratulations.”

It was a classic iron-straight man response[1].

Cuihua said excitedly, “It’s all thanks to your drop of essence blood. The energy inside it was overwhelmingly powerful! The results of my transformation are even better than my ideal state!”

As she spoke, she couldn’t resist leaning in and planting a kiss on Li Yanchu’s cheek. She was way too happy!

Li Yanchu froze, then continued with his iron-straight man style questioning, “So... have you reached the third realm now?”

Cuihua’s smile stiffened, and she shook her head. “No.”

“Then what about your magic power? Any changes?”

“My magic power got weaker... and my physique is at the level of an ordinary human.”

The corner of Li Yanchu’s mouth twitched. “Then what the hell are you so happy about!?”

Cuihua defended herself indignantly, “I look good now!”

Li Yanchu fell speechless at her words.

Cuihua muttered under her breath, “It’s just temporary. My demon power and everything else will come back. And when they do, I can get stronger and stronger, then break past my old limits!”

“Oh?” Li Yanchu’s eyes lit up. “How long will that take?”

Cuihua thought about it seriously. “Three years. Or five. Maybe ten... or twenty.”

Li Yanchu’s brow furrowed, and his mouth twitched again. “Are you messing with me!?”

He was shocked, truly feeling what it meant to listen to someone’s words, only to feel as if he had heard nothing at all.

“Can you turn back into a cat?” Li Yanchu asked.

“I can.”

“Good.”

He let out a long breath. He could still pet his cat, and that alone made him happy.

Besides, going from a peak second realm fighter to a completely powerless ordinary woman overnight... he felt like he was taking a loss here.

“Once I recover to my previous cultivation, I’ll be able to transform at will,” Cuihua said earnestly, still glowing with excitement, fully immersed in her joy at transforming.

Speechless, Li Yanchu stared at her just as seriously, then said softly, “Have you forgotten what a beating feels like?”

1. “钢铁直男” (gāngtiě zhínán) literally translates to “iron straight man,” and it is a humorous, slightly teasing term used in modern Chinese slang. It describes a man who is extremely straightforward, pragmatic, and often emotionally blunt, so much so that he seems almost rigid or “steel-like” in his thinking and behavior. A “钢铁直男” tends to approach life logically, rarely picking up on subtle emotional cues, romantic hints, or social nuances, and may be oblivious to irony or delicate sentiments. While the term can carry a slightly negative connotation, implying a lack of sensitivity or romantic sophistication, it’s often used in a playful or affectionate way to describe someone who is honest and dependable but socially or emotionally unpolished. In essence, a “钢铁直男” is a person whose strength lies in his straightforwardness, yet whose rigidity makes him comically or endearingly unromantic. ☜