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

In the ancient Laojun Pavilion, Xu Wan sat upright, concentrating on practicing drawing talismans. Her strokes were fluent and powerful.

Bai Yuan sat at the table next to her, with a solemn expression, and a whisk gently placed on his left hand.

He holds the rosary in his right hand, counting while chanting the meditation mantra with his eyes closed.

Xu Wan practiced talismans one after another on white paper with extreme concentration.

"Jinglian!"

Jiuyang's loud voice suddenly rang out, like thunder out of the blue, breaking the original tranquility.

Xu Wan was concentrating on practicing drawing talismans, and was frightened by the sudden sound.

The brush in his hand shifted slightly, and the lines of the talisman he was drawing became a little messy.

At the same time, Bo Yuan was sitting on the side, holding a rosary,

He counted them one by one, silently chanting a meditation mantra, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart.

However, Jiuyang's voice was like a raging storm, forcing him to open his eyes suddenly and quickly wrap the rosary around his hand.

He looked up and saw Jiuyang standing not far away, with an imposing aura.

Bai Yuan immediately stood up, strode quickly to Jiuyang, bowed, and respectfully called out, "Master."

Jiuyang nodded slightly, a warm smile on his face, as if the spring sunshine was shining all over the earth.

"Yeah, you're all here."

His voice was gentle yet powerful, inspiring awe.

Xu Wan also stood up from her seat, walked to Jiuyang with light lotus steps, and bowed slightly.

In a manner that was both shy and respectful, he called out, "Master."

Her voice is like a mountain spring, clear and pleasant.

Jiuyang looked at Xu Wan with a smile, a loving light in his eyes.

"Jinglian, are you used to the life here?"

he asked with concern.

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan curled up the corners of her mouth into a bitter smile.

"It's only been two days, Master, are you testing me?

If I could get used to it that quickly, I’d be a god.”

There was a hint of playfulness and sincerity in her words, which made people feel pity for her.

Jiuyang laughed out loud at her innocent nature.

Xu Wan held her head high, her eyes filled with admiration and joy as she stared quietly at the True Man Jiuyang in front of her.

He pondered in his heart,

How great it would be if my adoptive father could be as easy-going and kind as Master Jiuyang!

This expectation and yearning quietly took root in her heart, making her feel even closer to Master Jiuyang.

When True Man Jiuyang saw Xu Wan staring at him like that, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Xu Wan realized her own loss of composure and quickly ran to the tea table beside her, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of steaming hot tea.

She held the teacup carefully in both hands, walked up to Master Jiuyang, bowed her head and said respectfully, "Master, please have some tea."

Master Jiuyang took the teacup with a smile.

I shook it gently a few times, as if savoring its flavor.

He blew a breath on the tea, and the action seemed both calm and unhurried, yet full of the accumulation of years.

Then he took a sip and savored the aroma of the tea.

Xu Wan watched Master Jiuyang drinking tea quietly, and a wave of thoughts surged in her mind.

She recalled how she had once worshipped Yun Che as her master, and how she had spent five hundred years by his side...

I have never respectfully offered him a cup of tea.

Being with Yun Che had always been equal and natural, even with a hint of ambiguity...

After slowly finishing a cup of fragrant tea, Jiuyang handed the cup to Xu Wan beside him.

Xu Wan took it respectfully with both hands, her movements gentle and delicate, as if she was holding not only a teacup, but a heavy gift of heart.

She asked softly, "Master, do you still want to drink?"

Jiuyang smiled and waved his hand, indicating that it was enough.

Xu Wan placed the teacup on the tea table, then walked slowly to stand in front of Jiuyang.

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with anxiety and anticipation, and asked Jiuyang, "Master, has my adoptive father returned yet?

How did you guys discuss Chu Feng's matter? "

As soon as these words were spoken, Master Jiuyang's face instantly darkened, as if touched by an invisible force.

However, he only paused for a moment before quickly regaining his composure and slowly speaking, "The Sect Master is very busy with affairs and has a lot of things to do every day, so he naturally cannot stay here for long.

As for Chu Feng... his destiny, we really cannot interfere.

He can only save himself; this is his love tribulation, and also his fate."

True Man Jiuyang paused, looked into the distance with a deep gaze, and continued, "If the heart does not die, the Tao will not be born.

If desire is not extinguished, the Tao will be difficult to exist.

Whether Chu Feng can comprehend this truth and walk out of the fog of emotions depends on his own luck."

"If the mind is not dead, the Tao cannot be born; if desire is not extinguished, the Tao cannot exist."

Xu Wan softly recited these profound words. Her heart seemed to be touched by an invisible force, and she began to comprehend the true meaning of them.

She couldn't help but ask herself whether her obsession with her master had become a stumbling block in her journey to becoming an immortal?

However, whenever she thought of her master, an indescribable affection welled up in her heart.

She loved him deeply and persistently. To her, cultivating Taoism and becoming an immortal was...

Originally, it was just to be able to stand side by side with him, get married, and spend the rest of our lives together.

She couldn't let go of this emotion, nor was she willing to give it up.

Master Jiuyang gently waved the whisk in his hand, and the soft whisk silk swayed gently in front of Xu Wan's eyes.

It was like a breeze blowing across his heart, instantly sweeping away all the distracting thoughts in Xu Wan's mind.

True Man Jiuyang said jokingly, "Jinglian, do you miss the Emperor?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan raised her head slightly, her eyes clear and firm.

She immediately replied, "Who in the world doesn't admire and love the Emperor?

But, how could a lowly person like me conquer such a high and mighty figure as the Emperor?

The mentor-disciple relationship between him and me has long since vanished with the passage of time and no longer exists."

Bai Yuan, who was standing next to Xu Wan, turned around and looked at Xu Wan with deep eyes.

There seemed to be an indescribable complex emotion in his eyes.

True Man Jiuyang quietly looked at the two disciples in front of him, thinking secretly in his heart.

Bai Yuan is his favorite student, with great intelligence and profound cultivation.

Xu Wan was his new female disciple. Although she had only been a student for a short time, she was gifted and had made rapid progress.

True Man Jiuyang was very insightful and he had long seen that Bai Yuan had developed feelings for Xu Wan and was tempted by worldly desires.

He frowned slightly, stroked his long beard, and said to Xu Wan meaningfully, "There is naturally no master-disciple relationship between you and the Emperor.

Because, what you want in your heart is to become his empress, stand shoulder to shoulder with him, and share the prosperity of the world."

Xu Wan's face changed slightly when she heard this. She didn't expect that her thoughts could be seen through by Master Jiuyang at a glance.

She lowered her head and remained silent, feeling mixed emotions.

Bai Yuan was even more shocked. He looked at Xu Wan with a complicated look in his eyes.

True Man Jiuyang continued to watch them quietly, secretly thinking in his heart how to guide these two disciples to their respective destinies.

The three of them were silent.

After a moment, Jiuyang solemnly ordered, "You two, follow me."

After saying that, he turned around, took a step forward, and walked forward steadily.

Bai Yuan and Xu Wan were full of doubts, but they did not dare to delay. They followed Jiuyang closely, not missing a step behind, and each of them was wondering in their hearts where their master was going to take them.