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

When Xu Wan returned to Jingsi Pavilion, it was already midnight.

It was True Man Jiuyang who asked Xuanqing to send her back.

She walked into the inner hall in a daze, her steps heavy, as if every step was on her heart.

As she approached the bed, a familiar figure suddenly came into view—Yun Che was leaning against the headboard, his black hair cascading down his chest, his eyes tightly closed, as if in deep meditation.

Xu Wan smiled bitterly, the pain in her heart was indescribable.

At this moment, Yun Che suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on her deeply and tenderly.

He saw the sadness in Xu Wan's eyes, and his heart tightened. He called out softly, "Wan'er, come up. I'm here to apologize to you."

Xu Wan was seen with her brows furrowed, covering her stomach, and her expression looked extremely painful.

Seeing this, Yun Che hurriedly got off the bed, supported her, and asked nervously, "Wan'er, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Wan looked up at Yun Che, her delicate body trembling slightly, and a hint of helplessness in her voice: "My stomach hurts, Master...

I can't summon the storage ring, nor the sword...

I...I might be pregnant."

Yun Che was shocked when he heard this and asked in disbelief, "Pregnant?"

Xu Wan still clutched her stomach, her eyes gleaming with desire: "Master, will you take responsibility?"

Yun Che's face was filled with disbelief. He picked up Xu Wan's wrist and carefully felt her pulse.

After a moment, he put his arm around Xu Wan's shoulders, his expression calmed down, and he said softly, "Not pregnant."

He thought to himself: How could she be pregnant?

Last time, I gave you the contraceptive pill I made.

Xu Wan heard this, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes: "Not pregnant...

Is it true that I can’t get pregnant with my body type?”

Seeing her like this, Yun Che picked her up with a distressed look in his arms, placed her on the couch, and then lay down in front of her.

He gently rubbed Xu Wan's stomach, and soon, Xu Wan's abdominal pain disappeared.

She held Yun Che's hand and praised him, "Master, your hand is truly miraculous. My stomachache is gone."

Yun Che hugged her shoulders tightly, his cheek pressed against hers, as if seeking some comfort.

Xu Wan thought of Shuang Yue's behavior not long ago, where she openly teased Yun Che in front of all the cultivators, causing Yun Che to leave in anger.

And then she sat on Yun Che's throne openly, and she felt angry and wronged in her heart.

Yun Che sensed Xu Wan's uneasiness. He gently patted her shoulder and said soothingly, "Wan'er, don't be angry. I really didn't touch Shuangyue."

Xu Wan's emotions didn't seem to calm down despite Yun Che's comfort.

She suddenly stood up, covered Yun Che's body, and gently pinched his cheek.

With a somewhat spoiled and aggrieved tone, she began to complain: "Humph, after you left, Shuang Yue was still able to stand on the stage.

Explain to all the monks that you were punished by heaven, your body has never recovered, and you have grown dragon scales for no reason, causing you great pain.

She also claimed that thanks to her acupuncture, you were able to take control of it, so naturally you took your throne!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Che frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: “How could she be so bold and presumptuous?”

Seeing Yun Che seemed to be hesitant, Xu Wan pursed her lips, her voice filled with a hint of grievance: "Master, don't you believe what I say?"

After saying this, she got off Yun Che dejectedly, curled up, and turned her back to Yun Che.

Yun Che stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Xu Wan's slender waist. His face rested against the crook of her neck, his breath soft as the wind as he whispered, "Of course I believe you."

However, Xu Wan did not turn around. Her expression was gloomy, and sadness overwhelmed her like a tide.

She murmured softly: "Yun Chen, my nine tails are all cut off,

Even if you consume more elixirs and fruits, it will be irreversible.

I can no longer summon my sword, and I can no longer practice Taoism."

Yun Che listened to her story quietly, his arms tightening around her.

Xu Wan's voice trembled slightly: "Am I, am I not going to live long?"

Yun Che's heart tightened, and he quickly let go of her waist and began to turn her body over, making her lie flat.

Seeing tears gleaming in her eyes, Yun Che suddenly felt flustered.

He picked her up, let her sit in his arms, and stroked her cheek: "You'll be fine as long as I'm here."

Xu Wan looked up at him, a wry smile on her lips: "Your body is already like this, how can you save me?"

Yun Che held her face tightly in his hands, his eyes determined, "I am immortal and a god, so how could my body be in bad condition?"

Xu Wan leaned on Yun Che's shoulder, her eyes flickering with reluctance and sadness, as if every moment of their reunion was so precious and fleeting.

She whispered, her voice trembling slightly: "Yun Chen, I feel like I'm about to die. Maybe when I leave this world, I can travel back.

Before I leave, I have a wish. Can you fulfill it and let us practice dual cultivation again?

I want to have a child with you, and I will raise him in this world."

Xu Wan looked up at Yun Che affectionately, while Yun Che lowered his head to rub her head, his hands tightly around her shoulders.

He fell into deep hesitation, his heart filled with struggle and pain.

The heavenly punishment he suffered during the last dual cultivation was still vivid in his mind, leaving him with lingering fears.

He knew that if they indulged again, they might face even more serious consequences.

After a long silence, Yun Che finally spoke, "Wan'er, we can't continue to indulge ourselves like this.

I can no longer practice dual cultivation with you, but I can give you my dragon ball, which may be able to repair your body."

His words were filled with a hint of determination and resoluteness, "Besides, even if you really did have my child, it wouldn't be a ten-month pregnancy like humans...

In the end...what will be born will only be a dragon egg..."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan quickly turned around and knelt in front of Yun Che, tears welling in her eyes.

She stretched out her finger and gently placed it between his lips, stopping him from continuing: "Then... Yunchen, we won't practice dual cultivation anymore.

I don't want your dragon balls either. You will die without them.

I want you to live well, even if I am gone, you must live strong."

Yun Che hugged her tightly and explained gently, "Without the Dragon Ball, I won't die. My cultivation will just decrease."

After saying this, Yun Che gently lifted the back of Xu Wan's head with both hands, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection.

Xu Wan smiled triumphantly, sat on his lap, and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.

Yun Che lowered his head slightly, gently pressed his lips against hers, and began to kiss her passionately.

His kiss was deep and passionate, and Xu Wan couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.

During the kiss, Yun Che skillfully extended the tip of his tongue, entwining it with Xu Wan's.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, using his spiritual power to slowly pass his dragon ball into Xu Wan's mouth.

Xu Wan instantly felt refreshed, and spiritual power surged in her body.

She closed her eyes, enjoying Yun Che's passionate kiss and responded affectionately.

After a few minutes, Yun Che slowly let her go.

Xu Wan opened her eyes, looked at Yun Che affectionately, and said with tears of gratitude: "Yun Chen, can you sleep with me tonight?

I will return the Dragon Ball to you tomorrow morning and will never keep it for myself."

"Okay!" Yun Che nodded gently and agreed to her request.