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

A dazzling silver light suddenly shot into the Alchemy Pavilion, then twisted gently in the air and gradually turned into a human shape.

Frost Moon appeared in the Alchemy Pavilion.

Seeing this, Jin Xi quickly stood up from his seat.

Shuangyue put her finger to her lips and made a gesture to Jinxi to keep quiet.

Yun Che was seen sitting in front of the alchemy furnace with his eyes closed and concentrated, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

Frost Moon's heart tightened. He was actually using his spiritual consciousness to refine pills. His body had not yet fully recovered. Using spiritual consciousness to refine pills was an extremely dangerous act.

"Emperor, let me refine it." Shuangyue called out anxiously.

However, Yun Che did not open his eyes, as if he was lost in deep thought.

"Emperor!"

Shimotsuki called out again, a hint of anxiety in her voice.

Yun Che suddenly opened his eyes, his consciousness quickly returning to his mind, and he looked at Shuangyue in pain.

Then, he covered his chest and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted onto the Qiankun Ding.

The blood was quickly absorbed by the alchemy furnace, and instantly emitted a dazzling golden light.

Jin Xi was quick to move forward and supported the staggering Yun Che, asking with concern, "Uncle, why did you suddenly vomit blood?

Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? "

Shuang Yue also quickly squatted down, looking at Yun Che with a guilty look on her face, and blamed herself, "Emperor, Shuang Yue really deserves to die. I actually disturbed your mind."

As she spoke, she reached out her hand, wanting to support Yun Che, but Yun Che waved her hand away and said coldly, "I'm fine."

Shuang Yue turned her gaze to Jin Xi who was standing beside her. Her eyes were filled with pleading and anxiety as she said softly, "Jin Xi, please persuade the Emperor.

Tell him to stop practicing.

His body hasn't fully recovered yet. If he forces himself to refine the elixir, it might harm him."

Upon hearing this, Jin Xi immediately cast a worried look at Yun Che, only to see that there was still blood on the corner of his mouth.

His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his face was pale and weak, and he looked extremely haggard.

Jin Xi felt a pang of pain in his heart, and he quickly pulled his arm and advised, "Uncle, please let Sect Master Shuangyue come to practice.

It's late at night, you should go to bed early and have a good rest."

Yun Che shook his head, smiled faintly at Jin Xi, and said gently, "Xi'er, if you're tired, find a place in the Alchemy Pavilion to sleep for a while."

After saying this, Yun Che straightened his sitting posture, his expression focused and determined.

He closed his eyes and concentrated again, skillfully forming complicated seals with his hands, and began to devote himself to the process of refining the elixir.

His spiritual consciousness was like an invisible force, once again penetrating into the blazing alchemy furnace, carefully examining the spiritual herbs that had turned into liquid to see how pure they were.

At the same time, he carefully controlled the temperature of the spiritual fire in front of the alchemy furnace, refining the liquid into a solid state bit by bit, and the whole process was meticulous.

Shuang Yue squatted beside him, her eyes closely following Yun Che's movements. Seeing his stubborn appearance, her eyes were filled with worry and heartache, and she felt sad inwardly.

Jin Xi sat silently beside Yun Che, looking at him quietly, full of confusion.

I don't understand why he insists on doing this. His body hasn't fully recovered yet, but he still insists on forcing himself to make the elixir.

Two hours later, golden light suddenly flashed above the huge alchemy furnace, like the first light of dawn, illuminating every corner of the alchemy pavilion.

The dazzling golden light sprinkled on Yun Che's face, making his expression solemn and focused.

Yun Che's consciousness sank into the bottom of the alchemy furnace, as if searching for some treasure.

He pulled out the pill cabinet with anticipation, his eyes fixed on the elixir inside.

I saw that the three elixirs were all green in color and had strange shapes, like the wonders of nature.

He was not discouraged, and continued to control his spiritual consciousness. He quickly formed seals with his hands and began a new round of alchemy attempts, wanting to refine the strange-shaped pill into a golden round pill.

However, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how many times he tried, he still failed.

Yun Che's consciousness reluctantly withdrew from the alchemy furnace and sank into his main body.

He suddenly opened his eyes, clenched his fists, and shouted unwillingly: "I actually failed in refining the elixir!"

Seeing this, Jin Xi quickly grabbed his hand, looking worried, and advised, "Uncle, let's practice again tomorrow."

Frost Moon, who was standing nearby, suddenly knelt on the ground, her eyes full of concern, and shouted, "Emperor, please take care of your body.

You are in poor health, so naturally you cannot succeed in refining the elixir.

How about Frost Moon pick some more spiritual herbs tomorrow to refine for you?"

Yun Che stood up, his figure looking a little unsteady.

Seeing this, Jin Xi immediately stood up, took his arm, and said with concern: "Uncle, if you don't go back to the palace to sleep, it will be dawn.

I have to go to morning exercises at 11:00 AM tomorrow."

Shuangyue also stood up, staring intently at Yun Che. She saw beads of sweat still hanging on his forehead and neck.

He raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, then brushed his neck with his sleeve, as if trying to wipe away all the fatigue.

When Shuang Yue saw this scene, her heart began to ache slightly, because she understood why Yun Che was so persistent.

He used his spiritual consciousness to refine the elixir regardless of his physical safety.

He just wanted to make some medicine to heal the cat demon, but his own body hadn't recovered yet...

Yun Che took a deep breath, glanced at Jin Xi and said, "Okay, let's go back to the inner hall."

Upon hearing this, Shuangyue immediately stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Emperor, Shuangyue will take you there."

Yun Che looked up at her, shook his head slightly, and refused, "No, I'm not in such a situation where I can't go back."

However, Shimotsuki did not give up.

She closed her eyes tightly and quickly formed seals with her hands. She pushed her palms forward and a dazzling silver light suddenly emerged from her palms.

Under the cover of this silver light, Yun Che and Jin Xi's figures disappeared in an instant.

Frost Moon looked at the gradually disappearing silver light, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, she turned gracefully, faced the alchemy furnace, and sat down.

The cushion beneath her was the one Yun Che had sat on, and his scent still seemed to remain on it, which instantly made her feel warm.

Frost Moon adjusted his sitting posture, crossed his legs, closed his eyes and concentrated, quickly forming seals with his hands.

In an instant, a dazzling golden light flashed from above her head and slid into the alchemy furnace in front of her as nimbly as a spirit snake.

Her consciousness also sank to the bottom of the furnace, concentrating on observing the three strangely shaped green pills in the pill cabinet.

She just pinched it lightly, and the pill instantly turned into fine powder.

Then, she began to perform cleaning techniques, using her spiritual sense to clean the alchemy furnace.

Longze Palace.

Ugly time.

Yun Che sat quietly on the bed, his face solemn, as if troubled by something.

Jin Xi sat beside him, looking at him with concern, and asked softly, "Uncle, don't you want to take a shower and go to bed?"

However, Yun Che did not say a word, but just sat there quietly, as if he was lost in deep thought.

Seeing this, Jin Xi lowered her head tactfully and didn't dare to disturb him anymore.

The hall immediately fell into silence, and Yun Che spoke slowly, his voice tinged with anger: "Shuangyue, you actually dared to use the teleportation array to forcibly send me back.

If I were to pass out someday, would you strip me of my clothes?

Thinking of this, Yun Che couldn't help but clench his fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, as if venting his inner dissatisfaction and anger.