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

Jingsi Pavilion.

The bell of the Mao hour rang slowly, and Xu Wan suddenly woke up from her deep sleep.

She slept extremely soundly this time.

She suddenly opened her eyes, turned her head, and happened to meet Yun Che's gentle eyes.

Yun Che loosened his grip on her hand, his eyes filled with reluctance and longing.

Xu Wan forced a smile and said helplessly, "If I lie down for another hour, I'll have to go to class again. It's so annoying."

Yun Che gently stroked her head, his voice low and full of affection: "Wan'er, it's time for me to go."

Xu Wan's heart tightened when she heard this, and she immediately hugged him tightly.

She said nervously but affectionately, "Mo Yunchen, I really want to lie with you like this for a few days, never separating."

Yun Che took a deep breath and tried hard to calm the waves in his heart.

He also wanted to let go of everything and lie in bed with Xu Wan for a few days, but as the emperor, he had an unshirkable mission.

"Okay, I'm getting up."

Yun Che's figure flashed and instantly appeared beside the bed, standing upright.

Xu Wan was still lying on the bed, without time to react, a hint of loss in her eyes.

Yun Che stretched out his hand, and a dazzling golden spirit stone appeared in his palm.

Xu Wan's eyes lit up, and she quickly climbed up from the edge of the bed, knelt down, took the spirit stone from Yun Che's hand, and exclaimed in amazement, "What a huge piece of gold!"

Yun Che smiled and explained, "This is a golden spirit stone, a top-grade spirit stone, containing powerful pure spiritual energy.

You can hold it in your hand while you sleep."

Xu Wan placed the spirit stone under her pillow, then jumped off the bed, stood barefoot on the ground, and looked up at Yun Che.

Yun Che frowned slightly upon seeing this and gently reprimanded, “Wan’er, go lie down on the couch.”

Xu Wan, however, took his hands, interlocked their fingers, and said with a look of grievance, "Now I can't even summon the storage ring you gave me. I'm useless."

Yun Che leaned forward, gently rubbing her forehead, and said softly, "Then I'll transfer some more spiritual energy to you."

Xu Wan happily closed her eyes, her face filled with happiness and anticipation. She held her head high, like a flower waiting to be moistened by the morning dew, quietly waiting for Yun Che's loving good morning kiss.

However, Yun Che smiled lightly, with a hint of helplessness and doting in his eyes.

He placed his fingertips on Xu Wan's forehead and began to input spiritual power.

A warm and dazzling golden light instantly shot into her forehead, like the first rays of dawn, dispelling the fatigue and gloom in her body.

Xu Wan frowned, obviously not very satisfied with this somewhat "serious" method of inputting spiritual power, but she still accepted it silently.

The spiritual power transmitted from Yun Che flowed through her body like a trickle of water, nourishing every inch of her skin and repairing her damaged body.

As the spiritual power slowly flowed in, Xu Wan only felt a warm current rising from her dantian, quickly spreading throughout her body, bringing waves of warmth.

Her body involuntarily rose into the air, passed through layers of clouds and mist, and finally landed in a gorgeous sea of ​​flowers.

She was surrounded by flowers, with colorful butterflies flying around her and the sound of dragon roars ringing in her ears.

She looked up at the sky and saw a huge golden dragon, its scales gleaming with golden light. It rushed towards her with supreme majesty, instantly penetrated her body, and roamed freely in her body.

She couldn't help but fall into the soft flowers, feeling the wonderful feeling brought by the warm current, which was so wonderful that it was intoxicating.

However, it suddenly started to drizzle.

When she opened her eyes again, Yun Che in front of her had disappeared without a trace.

She looked down at her bare feet on the ground, but she didn't feel the slightest bit of cold. It was obvious that Yun Che had given her a lot of spiritual energy, which was enough for her to withstand the cold.

Xu Wan raised the corners of her mouth slightly and chuckled: "Mo Yunchen, you really know how to play.

Setting up this illusion for me really leaves me wanting more."

Xu Wan climbed onto the soft bed, lay down quickly, pulled the quilt over her, then closed her eyes tightly, intending to indulge in a sweet dream.

She tried to relax, but she couldn't fall asleep, and her thoughts flooded in like a tide.

She tossed and turned in bed, extremely excited.

Finally, she had no choice but to cover her head with the quilt, trying to find a little peace in the darkness.

At this moment, Jiuyang, holding a whisk, stood beside the bed like a divine soldier descending from heaven, and shouted loudly: "Jinglian, why haven't you gotten up for class yet!"

Xu Wan was startled by the roar and suddenly emerged from the quilt. Her face was already red from covering her face. She said timidly, "Master, I am not feeling well.

So I fell asleep, Master, I will get up immediately."

Upon hearing this, Jiuyang nodded slightly and turned to leave.

……

Yuqing Palace.

Xu Wan was wearing a flowing white Taoist robe with a red cloak on the outside, holding a whisk in his hand, and slowly walked into the hall.

With a determined look, she said to the rows of seated disciples in the hall with a smile, "Brothers, I'm back again."

Upon hearing this, the Taoists all turned their heads, their expressions varied, but they all said in unison, "Hello, Junior Brother!"

On the high platform, True Man Jiuyang sat upright, holding an ancient whisk. He stared intently at Xu Wan standing below, with a look of displeasure on his face, and scolded, "Jinglian, why don't you sit down quickly!"

On the table next to it, an incense stick used to mark time was burning quietly.

The incense stick was particularly long and thick, and a full stick could burn for an hour. At this moment, mist was rising and lingering in the air.

Xu Wan heard this, exhaled lightly, and walked to her good friend Xuan Qing.

She lifted her cloak and sat down gracefully, then adjusted her posture and crossed her legs.

She looked up at the Nine Yang Master on the high platform, with a look of apology and respect in her eyes.

He said softly, "Master, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I will calm down now and you can start the class."

Xuanqing saw that Xu Wan was released from house arrest by Master Jiuyang and was able to return to the palace to continue practicing.

Seeing her sitting next to him again, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy, but he remained expressionless.

At this moment, the Nine Yang Master on the high platform suddenly stood up and shouted with displeasure: "Jinglian, come up and talk!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan stared at the podium with wide eyes and quickly declined, "Master, please teach me. I will listen carefully and will never sleep in your class again."

Jiuyang lifted his outer robe, sat down elegantly, looked focused, muttered to himself, and began to talk about the profound Taoism.

Xu Wan closed her eyes, sat cross-legged, placed her hands between her knees, slightly bent her fingers, and concentrated her mind, feeling the flow of spiritual energy between the heaven and earth around her.

Then, she began to change her hand gestures, slowly absorbing the pure spiritual energy.

On the high platform, True Man Jiuyang's gaze fell on the petite figure of Xu Wan below.

Seeing her practicing seriously, he felt very relieved.

"This child is finally willing to practice Taoism again."

True Man Jiuyang nodded slightly and said loudly to the many disciples below: "Today's lecture will be temporarily suspended. All disciples can practice on their own."