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

In that magnificent and solemn hall, True Man Jiuyang sat on a high platform, as if he was as brilliant as the heaven and earth.

The dark blue Taoist robe was well-cut, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

The Taoist robe was embroidered with lifelike cranes and misty white clouds, as if it could lead him to soar into the sky.

He also had a black robe draped over his shoulders. The material of the robe seemed to be of extremely high quality, and there was a mysterious Bagua diagram tattooed on his chest, showing his profound Taoist background.

He wore a tall Taoist hat, which hid his long black hair, leaving only his face that did not look old.

In the middle of the hat is inlaid a dazzling red gem, shining like a bright star.

He held an exquisite whisk in his hand, and every thread of the whisk seemed to contain endless Taoist meaning.

And the long black beard that was grown just right added a touch of immortal temperament to him.

Just looking at his outfit, one can't help but feel awe, as if he is a god walked out of ancient Taoist legends, exuding holiness and solemnity.

Beside him stood quietly a young Taoist priest, who was none other than Bai Yuan, the disciple of the True Man Jiuyang.

His long black hair was cleverly tied into a high bun with an exquisite hairpin.

His smooth forehead was exposed, and he also had a carefully trimmed beard, appearing both steady and elegant.

He was wearing a purple Taoist robe, which was carefully embroidered with blooming purple lotus flowers, as if it contained mysterious power.

His eyes were deep, as if he could see through all the mysteries of the world.

On the table next to it, an exquisite incense burner was placed quietly, with a stick of incense sticks rising from the burner.

The smoke from the cigarette seemed to be counting the hours for this solemn moment.

The scene below the stage was one of solemnity and piety.

Rows of Taoist priests in dark blue robes sat cross-legged on soft mats.

Their eyes were fixed on Master Jiuyang on the high platform, their expressions focused and serious, as if they were listening to the most precious teachings in the world.

True Man Jiuyang stopped speaking. His voice seemed to carry a kind of magic that moved all the disciples in the audience.

He slowly opened his mouth and said to the disciples below the stage, "Welcome the Sect Master, and perform the ritual of kneeling and bowing."

His voice was loud and resonant, echoing in everyone's ears like thunder.

At this moment, a pair of figures appeared at the door of the hall. They were Lingshan’s leader Chen Xuan and his adopted daughter Xu Wan.

Their arrival instantly made the atmosphere in the hall more solemn.

Upon seeing this, True Man Jiuyang and Bai Yuan immediately stepped down from the platform and went forward to greet them.

He took steady steps towards Chen Xuan, each step seemed so calm and unhurried, as if each step was taken at the node of time.

Bai Yuan followed closely behind, his eyes full of admiration and respect for the sect leader.

Upon hearing this, all the disciples turned around, their eyes filled with anticipation and curiosity.

When they saw Lingshan's leader Chen Xuan and his adopted daughter Xu Wan, they all knelt on the mat and kowtowed six times to show their respect to the two.

Their movements were in perfect unison, as if they had undergone a long period of training.

Seeing this, Xu Wan felt a little embarrassed.

She bowed slightly and said softly, "Fellow Daoists, there's no need to be so polite. We are all fellow disciples, so there's no need to be so polite."

Her voice was like a spring breeze, warming everyone's heart.

Chen Xuan stroked his long beard and smiled slightly. His smile was open-minded and calm.

He said, "Disciples, please stand up."

His voice was like the sound of nature, making everyone feel inexplicably at ease.

Upon hearing this, rows of Taoist priests who were kneeling with their heads bowed stood up one after another.

Their eyes were filled with admiration and gratitude for Chen Xuan and Xu Wan.

At this moment, Xu Wan saw Xuan Qing in the crowd.

Xuanqing caught a glimpse of her figure inadvertently, and an indescribable surprise suddenly surged in his heart.

He stared ahead with eyes wide open, somewhat disbelieving, thinking to himself, "Why is Master here?

Is there something important?

Or did she come to see me specially?"

I haven't seen Xuanqing for more than half a year, and he has changed a lot.

He had a long black beard and his long hair was tied up with a hairpin. His face looked much more mature than before.

Once upon a time, his hair was down to his waist, tied into a ponytail with a black cloth ribbon, but now he looks more like a wise man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life.

Jiuyang walked slowly to Chenxuan's side, his steady steps carrying an aura of majesty without even being angry.

Upon seeing this, Bai Yuan hurriedly stepped forward, knelt on his knees, bowed his head respectfully, and said in a voice filled with endless respect and piety: "Bai Yuan respectfully welcomes the Sect Master. May the Sect Master be blessed with good health."

Seeing this, Chen Xuan smiled, stretched out his hand, and gently helped Bai Yuan up, his eyes revealing his admiration for this loyal disciple.

He turned to look at Jiuyang, smiled slightly, and said: "You have a good disciple. You have trained him very well."

Jiuyang's gaze was now fixed on Xu Wan who was standing next to Chen Xuan. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate everything and look straight into people's hearts.

He was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something, and then instructed Bai Yuan beside him, "Bai Yuan, please continue with the previous topic. Master and the Sect Master have something to discuss."

After Bai Yuan responded, he turned around respectfully and walked steadily towards the platform to continue his unfinished words.

While Bai Yuan was speaking, Chen Xuan and Xu Wan, led by Jiuyang, slowly walked into his inner hall.

Inside the inner hall, the smell of burning incense sticks filled the air, intertwined with the faint light of rows of candles, creating a solemn and mysterious atmosphere.

It was Xu Wan’s first time stepping into such an environment, and she felt a little uncomfortable for a moment. She only felt a strong fragrance coming from her nose, making her feel a little suffocated.

She subconsciously rubbed her head, trying to relieve the discomfort, but the dizziness became more intense and her vision began to go black.

Xu Wan exclaimed inwardly. She realized that she must have smelled too many incense sticks today, so she was showing some signs of poisoning.

She quickly grabbed Chen Xuan's hand and used his strength to steady her body.

Chen Xuan sensed Xu Wan's abnormality and asked with concern, "Xiao Wan, does the environment here make you feel uncomfortable?"

Upon hearing this, Jiuyang turned around and glanced at Xu Wan indifferently.

He didn't say much, but just whispered to the air, "Serve tea."

Before he finished speaking, a boy came in carrying a tray.

There were exquisite teapots and several teacups on the tray. The boy placed the teapots and cups on the tray on the table one by one with skillful and graceful movements.

Then, he walked in front of Jiuyang, holding the tray tightly in both hands, bowed deeply, and said respectfully: "Master, the tea is ready. Any instructions?"

Jiuyang waved his hand gently, signaling the boy to leave.

Seeing this, the boy immediately turned around and left, his movements lightly and quickly.

Jiuyang walked to the desk and respectfully asked Chenxuan to take a seat.

Chen Xuan smiled and nodded, then sat down gracefully.

Afterwards, Jiuyang also slowly sat down.

Xu Wan stood quietly beside Chen Xuan. She endured the discomfort in her body and poured two cups of tea.

He respectfully handed it to his adoptive father Chen Xuan and the highly respected Master Jiuyang in turn.

True Man Jiuyang took the teacup, took a few sips, and then put it down.

He stood up and waved his whisk gently towards Xu Wan, who instantly felt refreshed.

She quickly stepped forward, knelt down and bowed, thanking Master Jiuyang with gratitude.

Jiuyang looked at Xu Wan gently and spoke slowly, his voice filled with unquestionable majesty and kindness: "Stand up."

After saying this, he moved lightly and sat down elegantly on the main seat.

This scene made Chen Xuan, who was sitting next to him, feel a little surprised.

He was slightly stunned, then put down the exquisite teacup in his hand. The steam rising from the cup formed a sharp contrast with the silence in the room.

Chen Xuan raised a playful smile and said, "Such a trivial matter actually requires you to personally help. Could it be that...

Master, are you attracted to my adopted daughter?"

Having said that, Chen Xuan couldn't help but burst into laughter. His hearty laughter echoed throughout the entire hall.

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan just stood silently beside Chen Xuan, with her eyes lowered, not saying a word, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

Her expression was calm and indifferent, but she could not hide the slight ripples in her heart.

Jiuyang's gaze still lingered on Xu Wan, his eyes filled with both admiration and worry.

Xu Wan felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by him, her cheeks turned slightly red, and she lowered her head unconsciously.

Seeing this, Jiuyang curled up his lips into a warm smile and said, "Sect Master, you are joking.

It’s just that I haven’t seen a woman with such a special fate for a long time. She is truly a genius.

only……"

He paused for a moment, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

"However, this body type is too pure Yin, and I'm afraid it will easily attract evil spirits and sneaky ghosts, so you need to be careful."

After saying that, Jiuyang sighed softly and glanced at Xu Wan again, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

He knew that such a fate and physique was both a gift and a test.

As for Xu Wan, whether she can maintain her original heart and not be invaded by evil spirits in this troubled world depends on her own luck.