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

Taoist Xuanqing stared at Xu Wan on the high platform with deep eyes.

I prayed secretly in my heart: Master, since you have stepped into this door,

In the future, Xuanqing will do his utmost to protect you and keep you safe from any harm.

At the same time, True Man Jiuyang stood majestically on the high platform.

He held an ancient whisk in his hand and called out in a voice as loud as a bell: "Daoist boy, bring the magic weapon!"

Following his call, a little Taoist boy came hurriedly from behind the platform.

He carefully held a tray in both hands, walked up to Master Jiuyang, and bowed slightly.

On the tray were two magical instruments: a whisk similar to the one in the hands of Nine Yang Master,

A string of white jade beads emitting a faint glow.

Everyone present held their breath in anticipation. Nine Suns Immortal's gaze was as sharp as a torch, and his voice resounded throughout the room: "Today, I officially accept Xu Wan as my disciple.

From this moment on, she and I have become master and disciple, and we no longer have a master-disciple relationship with the former Emperor. I hope you will all bear witness to this!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan felt mixed emotions, like a surging river or sea, unable to calm down.

She secretly thought about severing her relationship with the Emperor.

Does it mean that in the future she can legitimately stand shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor as a disciple of the True Man Jiuyang and become his Taoist partner?

From now on, you will no longer be bound by worldly views and comments.

Once this thought arises, it grows wildly in my heart like weeds, and is difficult to contain.

At such a solemn and sacred moment, Xu Wan kowtowed three times and bowed nine times to Master Jiuyang, and each bow embodied her piety and determination.

Upon seeing this, True Man Jiuyang kindly helped her up, his eyes full of relief and expectation.

Chen Xuan brought a cup of fragrant tea from the table and gently handed it to Xu Wan. The lingering aroma of tea seemed to add a bit of solemnity and elegance to this solemn moment.

Xu Wan took the teacup with both hands, trembling slightly with excitement and nervousness.

Chen Xuan smiled and gestured for Master Jiuyang to take a seat, and then he slowly sat down as well.

Jun Yan and Shuang Yue stood quietly, their eyes full of blessings and expectations. They looked at Xu Wan, as if they were also witnessing this important moment.

Xu Wan knelt down again and respectfully offered tea to Master Jiuyang.

True Man Jiuyang took the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. The tea seemed to contain endless wisdom and power, and also conveyed his recognition and expectations of Xu Wan.

Then, he gently placed the teacup on the table, stood up, helped Xu Wan up, walked to the Taoist boy, picked up the whisk that symbolized identity and status, and handed it to Xu Wan solemnly.

Xu Wan took the whisk with both hands, bowed slightly, and performed Taoist etiquette to express his gratitude and respect to Master Jiuyang.

True Man Jiuyang smiled and gestured to Xu Wan to put the rosary in the Taoist boy's tray on her wrist.

Xu Wan picked up the rosary and looked at it carefully. Each bead was round and smooth, as if containing endless power and blessings.

She gently wrapped the rosary around her wrist, and at that moment, she seemed to feel unprecedented strength and determination.

Afterwards, Xu Wan's expression became calm and composed, as if nothing around her could disturb her inner peace.

She faced the many monks below the stage, slowly raised her hands, touched her fingertips lightly, and performed a unique Taoist etiquette.

This ritual is solemn and simple, full of awe and respect for the heavens, the earth and all things.

When the monks in the audience saw this scene, they all stopped what they were doing.

They bowed in unison with respect on their faces, and the entire square was instantly shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

The voice of the Nine Suns Immortal echoed in the air once again, carrying with it an indescribable majesty and kindness: "I grant you the Dharma name Jinglian, is that okay?"

Xu Wan turned around, faced the Nine Yang Master, and performed the Taoist rituals again.

Her voice was clear and pleasant, filled with gratitude: "Thank you, Master, for the name. I will definitely live up to your kindness."

Sect Master Chen Xuan stroked his long beard with his hand, his eyes deep and wise.

He looked around and slowly said, "Disciples, you can return to your own sects to practice."

As he finished speaking, the three teams of disciples quickly lined up in an orderly manner and left the square with vigorous steps.

Their backs are firm and powerful, full of expectations and longings for the future.

However, when everyone had left, only Mu Qing remained in the audience.

She took light but firm steps and moved towards the stairs leading to the platform.

Every step she took seemed to follow some mysterious rhythm, making it impossible to look away.

At this time, Chenxuan and Jiuyang were happily drinking tea.

The teacups in their hands clinked gently, making a pleasant sound.

Xu Wan, Shuang Yue and Jun Yan, who were standing, were stunned when they saw Mu Qing's action.

Their faces were filled with surprise and confusion, as if they couldn't understand why Mu Qing made such a choice.

Xu Wan knew that Mu Qing was a proud phoenix.

She possesses extraordinary talent and strength, and has always been unwilling to be inferior to others.

Now, Xu Wan has become the disciple of Master Jiuyang, which undoubtedly touches Mu Qing's pride and self-esteem.

Jun Yan, as Mu Qing's master, looked even more solemn.

He just watched quietly as Mu Qing walked towards the platform step by step and stood there, feeling mixed emotions.

Chen Xuan looked up at Mu Qing, his eyes filled with concern and inquiry: "Mu Qing, have you encountered a bottleneck in your cultivation that is difficult to break through?"

Mu Qing shook her head, her eyes firm and persistent, as if she had made some important decision.

Mu Qing knelt before the True Man Jiuyang, her attitude sincere and pious: "Please accept Mu Qing as your disciple."

Although her voice was soft, it was filled with unspeakable determination and strength.

True Man Jiuyang looked at Jun Yan, his eyes filled with inquiry and expectation: "Jun Yan, what do you think?"

Jun Yan looked at Mu Qing kneeling before him. His expression was calm but with a hint of helplessness: "Since Mu Qing is so devoted to seeking the Tao and pursuing a higher realm, Jun Yan can't force him to stay any longer."

Although his voice was soft, it revealed an indescribable determination and letting go.

"Mu Qing, please stand up."

The deep and majestic voice of Jiuyang Zhenren echoed above the platform.

Upon hearing this, Mu Qing slowly stood up from the ground. Her posture was straight and upright, standing like a green pine.

There was determination and composure in her eyes, as if she could remain calm and rational no matter what difficulties she faced.

At the same time, True Man Jiuyang also stood up. He was wearing a Taoist robe and had an immortal look, like an immortal who walked out of a painting.

He took a step forward and walked slowly around Mu Qing.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, staring at her intently, as if he wanted to penetrate her body and find out the secrets deep in her heart.

However, despite the unfathomable level of Master Jiuyang's cultivation, he was still unable to find anything unusual about Mu Qing.

His brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed confusion and puzzlement.

Mu Qing seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mysterious mist, making it impossible to see his true face.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan also stood up and asked Master Jiuyang: "Master, is there anything wrong?"

His voice was steady and powerful, revealing an unquestionable firmness.

He was well aware of Master Jiuyang's cultivation and wisdom, so he had complete faith in his judgment.

Upon hearing this, True Man Jiuyang nodded slightly and said to Chen Xuan, "Excuse me for a moment."

The two then walked to the back of the platform and found a quiet place to sit down.

This place is far away from the hustle and bustle, with only the rustling of leaves in the breeze, as if the whole world has stopped.

Chen Xuan looked at Master Jiuyang and said solemnly, "Master, just say what you want to say. There's no need to worry."

He knew very well that the situation was of great importance, so he became extremely serious.

True Man Jiuyang took a deep breath and said slowly, "Although Mu Qing is of Phoenix bloodline, I am unable to investigate her background.

There seems to be some powerful power hidden in her, which not only conceals her past, but also makes her extremely mysterious.

I have tried various methods to find out her background, but I have never been able to find out."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan nodded and fell into deep thought.

He recalled Mu Qing's performance in the Purple Thunder Trial that day, and Yun Che had mentioned that her identity was unusual.

But at that time he thought that since he couldn't find out about his past, then forget it.

After all, Mu Qing has the rare bloodline of the Five-Colored Phoenix, and this bloodline itself is enough to make people amazed.

However, when Chen Xuan heard what True Man Jiuyang said, ripples appeared in his heart.

He began to re-examine Mu Qing, trying to find more clues from her.

He knew very well that Mu Qing's identity might not be as simple as a simple Phoenix bloodline, and she might be hiding even more shocking secrets.

And this secret may be the key to solving the whole mystery.

After Chen Xuan and Jiu Yang had an in-depth discussion behind the platform, they finally walked out slowly.

Chen Xuan looked at Mu Qing gently and said with a smile, "Mu Qing, please follow the Immortal back to the Daoist sect for the time being and listen to the scriptures first.

As for the matter of becoming a disciple, we can discuss it later."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qing knelt on the ground and said respectfully to Chen Xuan, "Thank you, Sect Master."

Chen Xuan stroked his long beard and nodded with a smile on his face.