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

Nine Yang Divine Sect, on the back mountain.

Xuan Qing was displaying his skillful double-axe chopping technique, and each swing was accompanied by the crisp sound of wood breaking.

As for Xu Wan, she sat leisurely on a thick branch, closing her eyes and listening to the melodious bird calls, as if she was in a paradise.

The wood-chopping job was originally assigned by her master Jiuyang to punish her, but she secretly gave the task to Xuanqing.

Xuanqing had no complaints about this, but rather enjoyed it, simply because he had a deep crush on Xu Wan and was willing to do anything for her, even if it was just the boring job of chopping wood.

Xu Wan jumped from the branch to the ground covered with dead leaves and stood firmly.

She took a deep breath and then began to dance.

Each of her movements is full of rhythm and beauty, as if she is one with nature, which is intoxicating.

The seven snow-white cat tails behind her also swayed, like seven flowing white silk ribbons, drawing graceful arcs in the air.

Xuanqing was busy chopping wood, and the two axes in his hands were flashing coldly in the sunlight.

However, when he saw Xu Wan dancing not far away, he couldn't help but stop what he was doing.

He threw down the axe and stood there quietly, his eyes closely following Xu Wan's figure, as if the whole world had stopped.

In the past two months, Xu Wan has become famous in Lingshan College.

She served as the lead dancer for morning exercises. Every day at the hour of Mao, she would lead the students of the academy to dance together to welcome the new day.

And all of this originated from the unique dance she displayed that day on the Bagua platform on the top of the mountain of Jiuyang Divine Sect.

Therefore, True Man Jiuyang proposed to the leader of Lingshan Sect that Xu Wan should lead the dance in the morning exercises every day to stimulate the disciples' enthusiasm for cultivation.

As Xu Wan danced lightly, a long sword suddenly appeared out of thin air in her hand.

She was seen holding a long sword and dancing with it, and every movement revealed the sword intent.

She did this not out of boredom, but to practice sword skills through dancing, constantly changing various postures.

She just lightly wiped the ground with her right foot, and a clear circle appeared.

She stood in the mysterious circle, the sword in her hand flashing as she continued to dance.

Suddenly, the circle seemed to be given life, turning into a dazzling golden halo that tightly surrounded her.

Xuanqing witnessed this scene and couldn't help but smile slightly.

However, at this moment, Xu Wan suddenly started singing, and the singing made Xuanqing frown.

She sang with deep affection and feeling...

"Give me a love

Why did you leave in such a hurry?

Give me a pleasure

Why am I the only one who can't let go?

Give me an expectation

How did we get separated in the crowd?

Why bother talking about the future?

Suddenly, spring has gone and autumn has come

My hair is waist-length, but you're long gone

There's so much love and hate entangled in my heart, but I can't speak it out

The hand I once held was defeated by dependence

Memories faded without me noticing

But how can I forget the vows I made?

I seem to be standing alone on that three-foot red platform

Waiting for you to boo me."

……

Xuanqing listened quietly to the song she sang, thinking secretly in his heart.

The melody and lyrics of this song are filled with endless sorrow and sadness. Could it be that she wrote it herself?

It seems that there has been a rift in the relationship between her and Emperor Zun, otherwise, she would not have composed such an affectionate and sad song.

Xu Wan kept repeating the line, "I seem to be standing alone on that three-foot red stage, waiting for you to boo me. Grant me love."

Suddenly, a dazzling stream of light streaked across the sky, like the brightest star in the sky, and then the figure of True Man Jiuyang appeared in front of Xu Wan.

At this moment, Xu Wan was completely immersed in her own dance world.

She spun in circles, her figure light and graceful, like a dancing white butterfly.

The long sword held tightly in her hand drew graceful arcs as she danced.

When Xuan Qing saw the arrival of Master Jiuyang, he immediately bowed and saluted, his voice respectful and pious: "Hello, Master."

Xu Wan's dance was interrupted by the sound. She was startled and panicked, her steps became disorderly, and she fell to the ground.

The long sword in his hand fell to the ground weakly, making a crisp sound.

She looked up at True Man Jiuyang standing in front of her, her eyes filled with fear and anxiety.

Kneeling on her knees, she defended herself with a trembling voice, "Master, I... I'm practicing swordplay."

Jiuyang Zhenren's face was as deep as water. He spoke slowly, his voice low and majestic: "Master will give you a Yin-Yang Bagua furnace. Do you want it?"

When Xu Wan heard this, she was filled with ecstasy.

She immediately kowtowed and thanked him: "Thank you for the reward, Master! Are you going to give me the alchemy furnace so I can make the elixir?"

After saying this, she became complacent to herself, picked up the long sword on the ground, stood up, and continued: "I, Xu Wan, am a master of alchemy!"

However, True Man Jiuyang held his long beard with his hands, looking at her with a half-smile.

He said, "The weather is cold, so I will let you warm up in the Eight Diagrams Yin-Yang Furnace."

Xu Wan's face turned pale instantly when she heard this.

She cried out in horror, "Master, please don't use me to make pills!"

There was a hint of crying in her voice, and it was obvious that she was frightened by Master Jiuyang's words.

"Jinglian, kneel down!"

Jiuyang's voice was like thunder, echoing endlessly among the mountains behind, and his black beard was also shaken flying.

The sudden roar startled the sparrows on the branches, causing them to scatter in all directions, flapping their wings and frantically looking for a safe habitat.

Jiuyang's voice was filled with majesty and dissatisfaction. He continued, "Master hasn't allowed you to stand up yet!"

When Xu Wan heard this, her spiritual consciousness moved, and the long sword in her hand disappeared instantly. She knelt on the ground again, and her knees made a slight collision sound with the ground.

She looked up at Jiuyang, only to see that his face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes revealed obvious displeasure.

Then, his heart tightened and he didn't dare to say anything more. He could only lower his head silently.

Xuan Qing, who was standing aside, had a calm expression. He bowed to Jiuyang.

There was a hint of pleading in her tone: "Master, Jinglian has indeed been chopping wood all day. She is just practicing dancing to relax. Please understand, Master."

His eyes were clear, without the slightest evasion, and he was obviously pleading for Xu Wan.

Jiuyang turned his gaze to Xuanqing, his eyes deep, trying to find out something from his eyes.

He thought to himself: Could it be that Xuanqing also has worldly thoughts about Jinglian?

However, judging from Xuanqing's expression, he could not see any clues at all.

Xuanqing's expression was indifferent, and he seemed even more pure-hearted than Bai Yuan, which made Jiuyang a little confused.

Perhaps, Xuanqing only pleaded for Jinglian because of their fellow disciples' feelings.

Jiuyang's gaze swept over Jinglian and Xuanqing again, his heart filled with complicated emotions.

As a master, he naturally hopes that his disciples can concentrate on their cultivation and not be disturbed by external things.

However, he also understood that no one is perfect.

On the path of cultivation, disciples will inevitably make mistakes. The key is whether they can repent in time and get back on the right track.

"Jinglian, get up."

True Man Jiuyang's voice became much gentler, and his eyes were filled with kindness and expectation.

Xu Wan was secretly delighted and quickly kowtowed to express his gratitude, then stood up.

Master Jiuyang gently waved the whisk in his hand before her eyes, and she instantly felt her mind calm down, as if all her troubles were blown away by the wind.

She walked to the side of Master Jiuyang, with a sly smile on her face, and began to talk nonsense seriously: "Master, my disciple is a cat demon.

When I was in the demon world, I was chased by those ferocious monsters every day, and they bullied me.

Now, I have the honor to become Master's disciple. With Master's careful guidance, I will definitely behave well and strive to achieve enlightenment as soon as possible."

When True Man Jiuyang heard what Xu Wan said, the slight disappointment he had in her disappeared.

He thought about it over and over again. After all, she was a cat demon. It was rare for her to be so kind and innocent.

Thinking of this, he smiled and touched Xu Wan's head, saying gently: "It is rare in the world for a cat demon to be as kind and just as you are."