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

Mu Qing looked at Chu Feng blowing on his hands, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

She deliberately lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "Manzhu is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Feng's face changed suddenly with fear. He immediately let go of Mu Qing's hand and pushed her into the hot spring in a hurry.

Mu Qing was shocked by the sudden action and opened her eyes wide, and quickly pushed his hand away.

Struggling to surface, her wet hair clinging to her cheeks, she looked at Chu Feng with dissatisfaction and asked, "Do you want to drown me?"

Chu Feng looked back at her innocently, a playful smile on his lips, "You lied to me, can't I smell her or not?"

Chu Feng looked at Mu Qing. Her soaked disciple uniform clung to her body, and the hair on her forehead was dripping with crystal water droplets.

This appearance was extremely tempting, causing Chu Feng to feel a strong desire.

He could no longer control his emotions, so he reached out to hug Mu Qing and kissed her fiercely.

Mu Qing was startled by the sudden kiss. She bit Chu Feng's lips hard and at the same time waved her little hands to beat his back.

Her beating seemed to be an aphrodisiac, making Chu Feng even more excited.

He felt as if he had fallen into a vortex full of sweetness and couldn't extricate himself.

However, in this atmosphere of affection and passion, a strong demonic aura suddenly wafted into the nose, accompanied by the sound of fierce fighting.

This sudden change made Chu Feng wake up instantly.

He released Mu Qing from his arms, gently stroked her head, and said softly, "Someone has broken into the Demon Realm. I'll go check it out. You wait here obediently."

After saying this, he turned into a black mist and disappeared from Mu Qing's sight.

Mu Qing jumped out of the hot spring, her graceful figure as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water.

She stood gracefully among the colorful flowers, raised her head slightly, spat, wiped her lips with the back of her hand, her eyes flashing with anger and determination.

Her voice resounded like thunder: "Chu Feng, go and die!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her body began to emit dazzling light and instantly transformed into a colorful phoenix.

The colorful light sparkled among the flowers, as if all the essence of heaven and earth gathered at this moment.

The phoenix spread its wings and flew high, with blazing flames spewing from its mouth. The flames swept over like a tornado, setting the entire sea of ​​flowers on fire.

The flames spread among the flowers, burning with brilliant colors, like a grand fireworks show.

Mu Qing's anger seemed to be vented through the flames. She circled and danced in the air like a goddess controlling fire.

Shadow Academy Demon Cultivation Hall

The red sky looked particularly strange, as if the whole world was shrouded in a layer of blood mist.

This red sky is a scene formed by the resentment and souls of countless people.

The sky over the Shadow Academy is always in an eerie red.

Xuanqing, holding a peach wood sword, fought fiercely with a group of demon cultivators.

Suddenly, a group of monks came hurriedly.

Seeing that they were safe and sound, Xuan Qing showed a relieved smile on his face: "I'm glad you're all okay! Where's Mu Qing?"

He asked with concern, protecting the monks behind him.

"We were trapped by Chu Feng, and it was Mu Qing who saved us." A cultivator replied expressionlessly.

However, the monk's tone turned cold immediately afterwards: "But today we have chosen to follow the demon cultivators,

I'm afraid I can no longer fight alongside you against these demonic cultivators."

After saying this, he made a "kill" gesture towards the other monks.

Suddenly, a sharp sword appeared in the hands of the group of monks, and they stabbed towards Xuanqing's back without hesitation.

At the critical moment, Xuanqing sensed a strong murderous aura behind him.

His body instantly jumped up and hovered in the air, looking calmly at his former companions.

"What a sin."

He sighed softly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

At the same time, the surrounding demon cultivators burst into laughter, as if they found the scene before them very interesting.

Xuan Qing was suspended in the air, looking down at the demon cultivators and former fellow disciples below with a cold gaze.

He chanted the spell: "Hurry up and obey the command, the universe will borrow the law!"

In an instant, a dazzling golden light began to spin around his body.

Then, the peach wood sword in his hand seemed to be given life.

It instantly split into countless tiny and sharp sword shadows, stabbing towards the demon cultivators and monks at a rapid speed.

Faced with this sudden attack, the group of monks who were originally engaged in a fierce battle were unwilling to be outdone and shouted "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

The long swords in their hands also transformed into countless sword energies.

Facing the peach wood sword shadow released by Xuanqing, the two forces intertwined and collided in the air, making crisp sounds like metal friction.

Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, an unexpected scene happened.

Those demon cultivators who were supposed to continue fighting actually stopped what they were doing and stood aside to watch the battle.

"Interesting, fellow disciples are actually killing each other." One of the demon cultivators sneered.

"Kill this Taoist priest and join our Shadow Academy!"

As soon as these words came out, they were immediately responded by their companions around them: "Yes! Kill him and become one of us!"

There was a tense and weird atmosphere in the air.

A strange laugh was heard, and then a black figure appeared from the sky.

The person who came was a woman in a long black dress, which strangely emitted flickering colorful lights.

Her body was suspended in the air, looking down upon all living beings.

There were a few black feathers stuck in the high bun, and two strands of black hair fell to her chest.

She just smiled evilly, and then turned her gaze to Xuanqing who was fighting with a peach wood sword.

Xuanqing was seen resisting dozens of people alone, with golden light surrounding him. He touched the ground lightly with his toes and jumped up.

In the sky, countless long swords collided with countless short peach wood swords, making crisp sword sounds.

The woman in the black dress snorted coldly and shook her head. She had a pair of red pearl earrings on her ears.

It swayed with her movements, emitting a mysterious and noble aura.

She is the Shadow Lord - Phantom.

He is good at hiding his body, has deep thoughts, and always takes action at critical moments to subvert the bright order.

The demon cultivators below knelt one after another, saying in awe, "Subordinates pay their respects to the Palace Master!"

The phantom slowly descended, his clothes fluttering and flashing with colorful light. He raised his right hand and said expressionlessly, "Rise!"

All the demon cultivators kowtowed and said in unison: "Thank you, Palace Master!" Then they all stood up.

Phantom stood in front of the demon cultivators, looking around, feeling angry.

With an unhappy look on his face, he complained, "Someone has already broken into the Demon Realm, but Manzhu doesn't even show up."

All the demon cultivators stood behind her, not daring to speak.

Suddenly, a ball of black mist transformed into a man, who stood in front of Phantom and bowed, saying, "Chu Feng greets the Palace Master."

The group of demon cultivators behind Phantom looked at Chu Feng with envy when they saw that the person coming was Chu Feng.

He actually didn't have to kneel before the Palace Master and still lived a good life?! Interesting, the demon cultivators began to harbor their own evil intentions.

Phantom looked at Chu Feng and asked solemnly, "Why didn't Manzhu come?"

Chu Feng put his right hand behind his back, stood straight, looked at the phantom, and explained naturally: "She is tired from refining souls and is sleeping in the Qimeng Pavilion of Piaomiao Sect."

"Sleeping? She is lying on the bed in your Xiaoyao Palace now, why don't you call her over!" Phantom frowned, and her tone was very displeased.

Chu Feng was not frightened, but rather looked fearless. He smiled and explained, "Why is she here with me? She has poison on her body. I dare not sleep with her."

"Monster Chu Feng, surrender quickly!"

Xuan Qing shouted loudly, his voice resounding through the sky like thunder.

Surrounded by dazzling golden light, it descended rapidly from the sky, stabbing towards Chu Feng with a peach wood sword in hand.

Chu Feng swiftly turned around and snatched the peach wood sword from Xuan Qing's hand. He sneered disdainfully, "A piece of wood wants to kill me? How ridiculous."

However, the peach wood sword actually turned in Chu Feng's hand and instantly pierced his heart.

Chu Feng looked down at the peach wood sword in his hand that was deeply inserted into his body, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Immediately afterwards, a transparent liquid slowly flowed out from the wound. It was his blood, which instantly soaked his black robe.

Xuan Qing raised his hand and took the sword that was inserted in Chu Feng's hand back into his own hand, holding the hilt tightly, with the tip of the sword pointing at Chu Feng.

He looked at the transparent liquid flowing out of Chu Feng, his heart full of doubts: His blood is transparent? Could he be transformed from a plant?

Phantom stood aside and watched all this indifferently. She concluded that Chu Feng's true form was a plant.

This also fully explains why Manzhu is in love with him. After all, like attracts like.