The cat demon defies the heavens and is the emperor’s only beloved disciple!

Xu Wan walked out of the steaming hot bathhouse in the back hall of Fuxi Pavilion. She was wearing an elegant purple disciple uniform, looking particularly beautiful and refined.

Her long hair was tied tightly into a high ponytail with a snow-white headband, making her look refreshed.

She stood quietly in front of the door of Fuxi Pavilion, the moonlight like water, sprinkling on her body.

She slowly stretched out her left hand and stared at the shocking crack on her palm.

After soaking in the medicinal bath for a long time, the wound has recovered as if it had never been injured.

At midnight today, she was punished by Teacher Xingze with a ruler for not completing her homework and was hit twenty times.

At this moment, she looked up at the bright moon, her heart filled with longing, and she whispered, "The moonlight tonight is so beautiful, Master... I miss you. When can you come to the academy to see me..."

Xu Wan raised her head and gazed at the starry night sky, as if she wanted to place all her thoughts in the boundless river of stars.

At this moment, "Xiao Wan... follow your father back to the inner hall."

Chen Xuan's steady and powerful voice sounded behind her, like a ray of sunshine in the morning light, pulling her out of her deep memories.

She turned around slowly and saw Chen Xuan standing quietly behind her, his eyes gentle and deep.

Xu Wan knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully, saying, "Foster father."

Chen Xuan smiled and walked over, gently helping her up. He asked with concern, "Xiao Wan, how did your homework go today?"

Xu Wan lowered her head, a hint of guilt in her voice: "I haven't completed the ten thousand spiritual herbs yet, so I'm being punished today."

"It's okay, just try harder tomorrow. Come back to the inner hall with your father!" Chen Xuan comforted.

Under the bright moonlight, Chen Xuan and Xu Wan were like two dreamy streams of light, passing through the night and finally arriving in front of a magnificent inner hall.

This is where Sect Master Chen Xuan usually practices in seclusion, exuding a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

Chen Xuan sat quietly at the desk, the mountain of bamboo slips in front of him seemed to represent his endless thoughts.

He looked up at Xu Wan, his eyes full of tenderness and concern: "Xiao Wan, go to the cabinet and rest. You don't need to stay here all the time."

Xu Wan frowned slightly upon hearing this and asked, "Then won't godfather go and rest?"

Chen Xuan shook his head slightly, a faint smile on his lips: "Father has long surpassed the realm of mortals and does not need to sleep."

He casually picked up a scroll of bamboo slips and handed it to Xu Wan, "Since you are so eager to learn, I will give you a scroll."

Xu Wan bowed slightly, a determined light flashing in her eyes: "Thank you, foster father. I will cherish it and practice hard to live up to your expectations."

Xu Wan carefully held the precious bamboo slips tightly in her arms and walked lightly into the quiet and elegant bedroom of the cabinet.

Inside the bedroom, soft candlelight flickered gently, illuminating a quaint yet exquisite bamboo bed.

On this bamboo bed, there is a small and cute little white tiger curled up. Its body is as big as a cat, and its fur is as white as snow, emitting a faint luster.

When Xu Wan's light footsteps sounded in the bedroom, the little white tiger seemed to have sensed something. It slowly opened its clear eyes, which flashed with curiosity and agility.

Then it jumped down from the bamboo bed lightly with agility and grace.

It jumped happily around Xu Wan's brand new boots, sometimes patting the boot surface with its tender little paws, and sometimes playfully running around in them, as if expressing its joy and welcome for Xu Wan's return in its own way.

This scene brought a warm feeling to Xu Wan's heart. She looked at the cute little white tiger gently with a knowing smile on her face.

Xu Wan carefully placed the precious bamboo scroll on the quaint bamboo bed, and then she sat gracefully on the edge of the bed, her movements calm and unhurried.

She slowly took off her boots. The boots seemed to be extremely soft and made almost no sound when they fell to the ground.

After arranging everything, Xu Wan crossed her legs and sat in a very comfortable posture.

She gently held the bamboo slips in her hands, and her eyes instantly became focused and deep, as if she wanted to engrave every word on the bamboo slips into her heart.

Beside her, a furry little white tiger was lying quietly.

Its clear eyes stared at Xu Wan, full of curiosity and admiration.

The little white tiger's tail swayed gently, and it occasionally made a low and contented purr, as if expressing its closeness and dependence on Xu Wan.

The only sounds echoing in the entire room were the subtle sounds of the bamboo scroll turning and the low gurgling of the little white tiger.

This scene is like a tranquil and harmonious painting, full of the atmosphere of peaceful times.

……

On the magnificent couch in the Dragon Roar Palace, Emperor Yun Che lay quietly, surrounded by a faint dragon breath, as if he had merged with the entire palace.

He had been sleeping on the couch for more than ten hours, from noon when the sun was blazing in the sky until the early hours of the night, before he finally broke free from the once-in-a-century natural calamity.

For him, this heavenly tribulation was a transformation and rebirth.

He experienced the pain of shedding his skin, which was unimaginable for any creature, but with his tenacious will, he successfully reshaped his dragon body.

At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, flashing with an unyielding light.

As he woke up, the majestic dragon tail also quietly changed and gradually regained the shape of legs.

These legs are long and powerful, and seem to contain endless strength.

He sat up gently, feeling the surging dragon power in his body, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He knew that although this heavenly tribulation was dangerous, it also allowed him to reach a higher level of strength.

The road ahead is still long, but he will move forward bravely and fearlessly.

Yun Che gently stood up from the couch and walked out of the magnificent golden gate of the Dragon Roar Hall with light steps.

He took a deep breath, feeling the faint spiritual energy in the air, and an indescribable sense of comfort surged in his heart.

Chanting a spell, his figure instantly turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the direction of the Lingquan Pool.

Arriving at the Spiritual Spring Pool, Yun Che jumped in without hesitation, and the clear water in the pool instantly surrounded him.

He was shirtless, and his skin looked crystal clear in the moonlight, as if it were carved from jade.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, as if he had merged with the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, and began to absorb the rich spiritual energy to his heart's content.

As spiritual energy continued to flow in, Yun Che felt his body becoming lighter and lighter, as if it was about to float.

Every inch of his skin was absorbing the nourishment of spiritual energy, becoming tougher and stronger.

The surrounding water ripples gently with his breathing, as if playing a beautiful melody for his practice.

On this quiet night, Yun Che quietly cultivated in the Spiritual Spring Pond, enjoying this rare tranquility and peace.

After completing his training, Yun Che's body suddenly soared into the air, like a phoenix spreading its wings, piercing the silence of the night sky.

At this moment, a long robe appeared out of thin air on his body. The robe fluttered in the wind, emitting a faint fragrance, which complemented his temperament.

He landed steadily on the rock beside the pool, his eyes deep and calm, like the deep night sky, making it impossible to peek into his inner thoughts.

Next to the rock, a glowing fairy grass grew out of nowhere.

This magical herb emits a soft light, like a shining pearl, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

Its leaves are emerald green, its petals are crystal clear, and it emits a faint fragrance that makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Yun Che's gaze was drawn to this strange immortal herb. He frowned slightly, and an inexplicable feeling welled up in his heart.

"Then I will lend you a helping hand."

Yun Che spoke softly, his voice like the sound of nature, echoing in the night sky.

He bit his index finger, and a drop of bright red blood slid down from his fingertip, like a dazzling ruby.

His blood dripped onto the magic grass and was instantly absorbed by it.

The magic grass seemed to have obtained some mysterious power. It grew rapidly and its light became more dazzling, as if it would illuminate the entire night sky.

Yun Che was shocked. He had never expected that his blood could have such miraculous power.

He stared at the magical herb, feeling an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

Recalling the day four hundred years ago, Mo Yunchen's soul traveled to this world and was occupied by the Dragon God in an ancient cave.

At that moment, he thought he would die, however, the Dragon God reshaped his body, allowing him to possess the blood of the Dragon God and the status of an emperor above the nine heavens.

All this seems to be an arrangement of fate.

"Then I will be the Emperor."

Yun Che muttered to himself, his voice firm and powerful.

He knew very well that as the Emperor, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting this world.

He must become stronger to protect his loved ones and this land from harm.

Thinking of Xu Wan, a hint of tenderness flashed in Yun Che's eyes.

She is his beloved and his only concern in this land.

However, people in this world do not seem to approve of them being together.

Whenever Yun Che thought of this, an inexplicable anger and unwillingness surged in his heart.

"If Heaven is against us being together, then I will become Heaven!"

Yun Che's voice echoed in the night sky, and his eyes gleamed with determination.

Before he finished speaking, the sky suddenly split open, and two dazzling purple lightning bolts fell from the sky like angry dragons, with the power to destroy the world.

Yun Che suddenly raised his head, his eyes like torches, and fearlessly stretched out his palms, actually absorbing the two purple lightning bolts into his body.

After Yun Che absorbed the purple lightning, his body emitted a dazzling light.

His strength suddenly increased, and the creatures around him trembled.

His eyes were as fast as lightning as he looked up at the sky, as if he wanted to penetrate the clouds and look into the eyes of heaven.

"I, Yun Che, swear hereby to stay with my beloved disciple Xu Wan for eternity, and no one can stop me!"

His voice was like a huge bell, resounding through the sky.

Then, he looked up to the sky and shouted, "Do you dare to come with a few more?"

However, all he got in response was silence, and there was no further thunder.

……

The night wind blew gently, and the ripples on the Lingquan Pool gradually subsided.

Yun Che sat quietly on the rock, gazing at the glowing fairy grass.

He knew very well that this magical herb was just a small episode in his cultivation journey, but he saw his determination and courage from it.

He wants to use his own power to change his destiny and create his own legend.

In this mysterious world, Yun Che's figure appeared particularly lonely and determined.

He knew that the road ahead was still long, but he was not afraid.

Because he knows that as long as he has love and faith in his heart, he can overcome all difficulties and become the way of heaven in this world.

And all this was for the person he loved in his heart - Xu Wan.