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

Dream Spirit Continent, Shadow Academy.

Xiaoyao Palace.

Manzhu and Chu Feng stood side by side, their eyes as cold as ice as they stared at the group of cultivators who had just been recruited from Lingshan Academy.

These monks looked around, their eyes filled with fear, fearing that these evil monks would take their lives.

Among this group of monks, one man and one woman seemed particularly different.

The male cultivator Lin Feng strode up to Chu Feng, his eyes filled with envy and admiration.

He patted Chu Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Chu Feng, you are doing really well!

How about taking me with you, brother?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng smiled evilly and patted his chest to assure, "Lin Feng, you are indeed my good brother!

Follow me, and I guarantee you'll have delicious food, spicy drinks, beauties, and fine wine to enjoy to your heart's content!"

After hearing this, Lin Feng burst into laughter, as if he had already seen the day when he would become successful.

So he stood silently behind Chu Feng.

However, Mu Qing on the side looked at Chu Feng with disgust and rebuked Lin Feng mercilessly: "Lin Feng, you are hanging out with him?

Even if you die, he won't erect a tombstone for you!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng was immediately furious. He took two steps from behind Chu Feng and stood beside him, glaring at Mu Qing and saying, "Mu Qing, you deserve to be punished!"

Then, he turned around again, looked at Chu Feng playfully, and said with a smile, "Chu Feng, quickly deal with her and make her kneel at your feet and call you Senior Brother!"

Then Lin Feng deliberately clamped his throat with his hands and made a strange sound.

"Ah! Senior Brother, please let me go, I was wrong... Senior Brother, please don't... please don't... Haha..."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qing grabbed her dress with both hands and glared at Lin Feng fiercely.

At this moment, her gaze was like a sword, full of murderous intent, enough to kill Lin Feng thousands of times in a minute.

"You're such a good fellow, Lin Feng! A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated! I..."

Lin Feng stuck out his tongue at Mu Qing and said playfully, "With Chu Feng here, what can you do to me? What can you do to me?"

……

Manzhu looked at Lin Feng's appearance and couldn't help shaking her head, jokingly saying, "Lin Feng, right?! You really are suitable to be a magic cultivator!"

Then, her gaze fell on the rows of monks standing there, and she saw that their eyes were full of fear and anxiety.

Manzhu pointed forward and said coldly, "Do you regret coming to my Shadow Academy?"

Suddenly, long swords appeared out of thin air in the hands of the group of monks, flashing with cold light, with the tips of the swords pointing directly at Manzhu. The atmosphere instantly became tense and solemn.

However, Manzhu didn't show any fear at all, she just chuckled with a cunning glint in her eyes.

She explained: "I am very friendly. If you don't believe me, ask Chu Feng.

He is a disciple of your Xiuxian Academy, and he is very happy with me now."

However, the group of monks seemed unmoved and remained vigilant.

Seeing this, Manzhu curled up a playful smile at the corner of her mouth. She pressed her body tightly against Chu Feng, and gently pushed aside his robe with her fingers, revealing his snow-white and strong chest.

She used her fingers to draw circles on Chu Feng's chest, her eyes full of teasing. She looked up at Chu Feng and said coquettishly, "Daoyou, am I treating you well?"

Chu Feng allowed Manzhu's fingers to tease him. On the surface, he remained calm, but deep down in his heart, he was secretly cursing Manzhu: "Manzhu, are you treating me well?

You only know how to play with me! Then, I will play with you too! "

Chu Feng held Manzhu's wrist and kissed the back of her hand with a look of deep affection.

"Manzhu, you are the best person to me in this world, and you are the only one who doesn't despise me when I am in such a mess."

Manzhu took Chu Feng's hand and raised it high, a smug look on her face and a shrill laugh. She held her head high and said proudly, "You see! Chu Feng loves me to the bone!"

The group of monks all showed an expression of disbelief.

"Manzhu, stop talking nonsense with them! Let me take care of them!"

Chu Feng's face was indifferent. He waved his hand lightly, and a thick vine emerged like a spirit snake from a cave.

It quickly jumped out from the flowers in front and directly wrapped around the group of panicked monks.

They panicked and swung their swords, but the vines were like steel and could not be cut. Instead, they kept wrapping around them tighter and tighter, making them unable to move.

Afterwards, Chu Feng looked at Mu Qing coldly, and when he raised his hand, another vine wrapped around Mu Qing's body like a ghost.

Mu Qing's face instantly turned pale. She shouted at the top of her lungs, "Chu Feng, we are from the same sect. Why are you treating me like this? You will die a miserable death!"

However, Chu Feng just narrowed his eyes and curled up the corners of his mouth into a cold smile: "Because I, Chu Feng, am a natural born demon, I am only good to my fellow practitioners.

And you so-called decent people are all hypocritical hypocrites!"

Suddenly, Chu Feng's eyes became blurry, dancing with red flames.

He suddenly picked up Manzhu and said with a hint of determination: "Manzhu, I will send you back to Piaomiao Sect to refine your soul together!

Don't let these monks disturb our interest, just let them stay here and let them think carefully!"

Lin Feng stood behind Chu Feng, watching this scene quietly, and he was extremely envious of Chu Feng.

Chu Feng, you now have both strength and beauty, and your life is so comfortable.

I, Lin Feng, also want to be as carefree and happy as you!

"Lin Feng, follow me!"

Chu Feng's domineering order came, and Lin Feng immediately came back to his senses and followed closely. Looking at him holding Manzhu, Lin Feng showed a sly smile.

Their figures appeared exceptionally tall in the night, and all of this was under Chu Feng's control.

Piaomiao Sect·Qimeng Pavilion

Manzhu and Chu Feng sat side by side. Beneath them was a white rug made of thousand-year-old fox fur, which was extremely precious.

Lin Feng was arranged by them to stay in another room, to practice with the thirty cultivators who had been with Chu Feng before.

Qimeng Pavilion was surrounded by black fog, which was formed by countless grievances.

In this black fog, countless ghosts are floating, their faces distorted.

Their roars, pleas for mercy, and cries intertwined together, clearly expressing endless resentment and pain.

Manzhu and Chu Feng remained unmoved. They closed their eyes and concentrated, muttering to themselves as if they were performing some mysterious ritual.

Together they performed the soul-refining technique of "Ten Thousand Souls Returning to One"

Their voices were deep and powerful, and every word contained endless power.

It seemed to be communicating with the ghosts around it, making them work for its own purposes.

As they deepened their soul refining, the ghosts floating in the air seemed to be pulled by an invisible force.

They were sucked into the bodies of the two men and forcibly merged with them.

Manzhu has been refining souls for many years and has long been accustomed to this soul refining technique of "all souls returning to one". She only feels the demonic energy surging in her body and her strength is constantly increasing.

As a novice in soul refining, Chu Feng found it extremely difficult to perform this technique.

His body was in excruciating pain during the process of fusing the ghosts, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, not flinching.

Manzhu slowly opened her eyes and turned to look at Chu Feng who was lying beside her.

At this moment, Chu Feng's brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was enduring endless pain.

A strange black mist surrounded his face, which was the ghost merging with him. The process made him extremely painful and his face distorted.

He continued to change his gestures, concentrating on trying to merge the ghosts.

Seeing how serious he was, Manzhu sat down in front of him and said gently, "Daoyou, give me your hand. I'll help you."

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng raised his hands without hesitation and interlocked his fingers with Manzhu.

Manzhu slowly transferred the demonic energy in her body to him, and Chu Feng absorbed it greedily and eagerly.