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

Late at night, the lights in the Yangxin Palace were dim, and in front of the desk, Sect Master Chenxuan was quietly sipping tea.

The aroma of tea lingered in the air, but it seemed unable to soothe the turmoil in his heart.

After finishing several cups of tea, he gently put down the cup and called out again, "Xiao Wan, serve the tea."

However, all he heard in response was the empty hall and the sound echoing in the air.

He slowly stood up and looked around. Everywhere he looked was a familiar scene, but it seemed particularly deserted at this moment.

Sect Master Chen Xuan couldn't help but sigh and muttered to himself, "I wonder how Xiao Wan is doing in the secret room. Can she withstand the icy torture?

It's only been a day since I left you, and I already feel uncomfortable all over."

He paced back and forth in the inner hall, each step heavy and anxious.

As the night deepened, his heart was in turmoil, unable to calm down.

He murmured softly, “Don’t blame my adoptive father for being cruel.

Yun Che is my best friend. He has the body of a golden dragon and is an emperor, while you are a cat demon.

Your adoptive father saw that you were kind and gifted, so he accepted you as his nominal daughter. But in my heart, you have long been my personal disciple."

A complex emotion flashed in Sect Master Chenxuan's eyes, which was love for Xiaowan and worry about the future.

"Xiao Wan, my adoptive father separated you and Yun Che because he really wanted you both to live well.

Love between a master and a disciple is unethical.

Your racial differences will bring you even more divine punishment.

Everything my adoptive father does is for your own good."

The night was as dark as water, and the Yangxin Palace was silent, with only the heavy and firm footsteps of Sect Master Chenxuan echoing.

Chen Xuan slowly stopped, his eyes solemn, his lips moving slightly, and whispered in a voice transmission technique that could only be picked up by certain people: "Xingze, come and see."

Before he finished speaking, a barely perceptible ripple seemed to appear in the air.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in his sight quietly.

The man knelt on the ground, bowed his head reverently, and said with a hint of awe in his voice: "Xingze greets the Sect Master, long live the Sect Master."

Seeing this, Chen Xuan smiled gently and helped Xingze up. Xingze asked in confusion, "Why did the Sect Master summon Xingze so late at night?"

Chen Xuan was silent for a moment, then said solemnly, "Xingze, go to the secret room and see how Xiaowan is doing. Yun Che is also there. It's been a whole day.

I said I would put her in solitary confinement for three days."

Xingze nodded slightly, his eyes filled with depth and thought, and he slowly said, "Since Lord Emperor is also present, her life should be safe for the time being.

But... the secret room was extremely cold, and the two of them, a man and a woman, being alone in the same room, inevitably made people feel worried.

If you act in a moment of desperation and do something beyond your control, it would be truly against the laws of nature and you might be punished by heaven."

He paused again, a barely perceptible worry flickering across his brows, "What's more, the Emperor's power is so formidable that Xu Wan might not be able to withstand it.

If anything goes wrong, she might die, her soul fading away."

Chen Xuan was shocked when he heard this, and instantly came back to his senses from his thoughts. He hurriedly ordered: "Xingze, go to the secret room quickly and bring them both to the inner hall.

There must not be any delay, lest any more accidents happen."

Upon hearing this, Xingze bowed respectfully, then his body flashed and turned into a dazzling stream of light, rushing straight into the secret room like an arrow.

Xingze gently pushed open the heavy stone door of the secret room and slowly stepped into this quiet space.

Xu Wan was seen sitting cross-legged in the center of the ice stone with his eyes closed and concentrating.

She was wearing a purple disciple's uniform, which was like the deepest violet in the night sky, shimmering with a faint glow. She sat cross-legged on the ice stone with her eyes closed, her expression calm and determined.

The cold air emitted by the ice stone swirled around her, but it seemed to have no effect on her. Instead, it further highlighted her otherworldly temperament.

Her breathing was long and steady, and every breath seemed to resonate with the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

As the spiritual power in her body circulated, complex runes gradually emerged on the purple disciple uniform, flashing with mysterious light.

Standing on the ice stone, she was like a purple lotus blooming in the ice and snow, beautiful and tenacious, inspiring awe.

A faint aura surrounded her.

Those ice stones containing pure power seemed to sense something.

Spiritual energy was continuously flowing into her body, nourishing every inch of her skin and every bone.

Meanwhile, on one side, Yun Che sat leisurely on the throne carved with dragons and phoenixes, his gaze deep and cold.

He looked at Xingze who was slowly walking towards him, without a trace of emotion on his face.

When Xingze's figure came into view, Yun Che simply moved his lips slightly, his voice deep and majestic: "Xingze, long time no see."

Upon hearing this, Xingze paused, then respectfully walked to Yun Che's side, bowed deeply, and clasped his hands in a humble and pious manner: "Xingze pays homage to the Emperor. May the Emperor be blessed with good health."

His voice was clear and firm, echoing in the empty room, as if carrying some kind of indescribable solemnity and respect.

Yun Che didn't say anything, but just looked at Xingze quietly, as if examining something.

At this moment, Xu Wan also heard their conversation. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Xingze in front of her.

Xingze turned around, looking at her with cold eyes, and said calmly, "Xu Wan, the Sect Master asked me to take you two back to the inner hall."

Xu Wan sat quietly on the cold ice stone, with a look of confusion and expectation in her eyes. She looked at Xingze in front of her and asked with a trembling voice, "Master, why didn't my adoptive father come?

Is it... he doesn't want to see me?"

Hearing this, Xingze sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He replied, "The Sect Master has been very busy lately and cannot spare the time."

After hearing this, Xu Wan's eyes flashed with disappointment.

Then, she suddenly knelt on her knees on the cold ice stone and kowtowed several times without hesitation. Bright red blood flowed down her forehead.

It gradually melted into the ice stone, as if solidifying her apology and regret into the cold stone.

She slowly raised her head, her voice low and firm: "Xiao Wan knows she was wrong, she really knows she was wrong..."

Yun Che, who was standing by, silently watched Xu Wan's expression and sighed inwardly, "Wan'er, you really are an actor. This self-torture trick would probably move even the hardest-hearted person."

Yun Che slowly stood up from the throne, his gaze fixed on Xu Wan, who was kneeling on the icy stone with her head bowed. He spoke majestically, "Alright, let's return to the inner hall."

After saying this, he turned to face Xingze, who was waiting respectfully at the side, and bowed slightly, with a hint of strangeness in his tone: "Thank you, Immortal Lord Xingze, for making this trip in person. It's really hard work, Immortal Lord."

Afterwards, Yun Che fixed his gaze on Xingze, and with a barely perceptible chill in his tone, he slowly asked, "Did Immortal Lord Xingze confiscate my disciple's gold bracelet?"

Xingze was startled when he heard this, but his expression instantly regained its composure. He said calmly, "This is stipulated by the academy's sect rules. As a disciple of Lingshan, you should be simple and unpretentious. You are not allowed to wear makeup or jewelry."

Yun Che nodded gently, but there was an indescribable strangeness in his tone.

Seeing this, Xingze continued, "If she becomes an immortal, I will return the gold bracelet."

Yun Che raised his hand and gestured gently, saying calmly, "Never mind, it's just a gold bracelet. If Xingze Immortal Lord likes it, I will give it to you."

Upon hearing this, Xingze quickly extended his palm, and the golden bracelet instantly appeared. He held the golden bracelet in both hands, bowed deeply to Yun Che, and said respectfully, "I return it to its original owner. I beg your forgiveness, Your Majesty."

Yun Che slowly stretched out his hand and gently took the dazzling golden bracelet from Xingze's slender palm.

He held it in his hand and exerted a little force. The gold bracelet seemed to sense his will and shattered in an instant with his strength.

Yun Che loosened his grip, and the golden fragments fell like meteors, scattering all over the ground.

Seeing this, Xingze showed a look of shock on his face.

Xu Wan, who was kneeling on the ice stone, widened her eyes with disbelief on her face.

At this moment, Yun Che's cold and majestic voice rang out: "I don't want anything that has been touched by others."

Xingze heard this and a smile appeared on his lips: "As expected of the Emperor, he can take it and can't let it go.

The bracelet is broken and the relationship is over, so I can go back and report."

After saying that, Xingze turned and left.

Xu Wan also jumped up from the ice stone and followed closely behind Xingze.

Yun Che put his hands behind his back and turned his right hand. The broken gold bracelet quickly gathered together and turned into a complete gold bracelet, which he held tightly in his palm.

He thought to himself, "Wan'er, if you act, I can act too."