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

Spiritual Plant Garden.

You hour, in the tea garden.

The air is filled with fragrance and rich spiritual energy, making people feel refreshed.

Countless lanterns are floating in the sky, like bright stars falling on the earth, illuminating the entire tea garden like a dream.

Xu Wan had been working hard picking tea leaves in this tea garden for a whole day.

Night falls quietly, the stars shine brightly, and the scenery is breathtakingly beautiful.

She clenched the Qiankun bag in her hand and glanced at the emerald green tea plantations.

At this time, the maids working in the tea garden had already dispersed, leaving only tranquility.

Bai Yuan held a whisk in his hand and stood tall beside Xu Wan.

He tilted his head slightly, looking at Xu Wan who was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery, and couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart.

So he slowly said: "Junior brother,

You must be tired after picking tea leaves all day.

Why not find a place to meditate and rest for a while."

Xu Wan slowly turned her head, looking directly at Bai Yuan with clear and firm eyes, and smiled sweetly.

I replied softly: "Yes, time flies.

Before I knew it, it was night.”

Bai Yuan smiled heartily, his eyes full of approval.

He praised me, "I didn't expect you to be so focused on picking tea leaves today.

Picking with bare hands, without using any magic, haha..."

Xu Wan tightened her grip on the Qiankun bag and frowned slightly.

He asked, "Brother Bai Yuan, do you think there are six kilograms of tea leaves in this Qiankun bag?

The Emperor asked me to pick six pounds and give them to him tomorrow morning."

As he spoke, Xu Wan lowered his head.

He continued worriedly, “I…

I was afraid that if I didn’t complete the task, he would slap me to death.”

Bai Yuan was stunned at first, then suddenly realized, and thought to himself: "So that's how it is."

He said slowly: "Junior brother,

You are so outstanding and beautiful, how could the Emperor be willing to let you go?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan slowly raised her head, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a smug smile.

But suddenly, she seemed to remember something.

The smile instantly faded, and he said aggrievedly: "The one who is on equal footing with him is the better one.

She is talented and beautiful."

Before he finished speaking, a group of Psylocke appeared in the night sky.

They flickered with faint fluorescence, like stars floating from the distant sky.

Seeing this, Xu Wan quickly stuffed the Qiankun bag in her hand into Bai Yuan's hand, and Bai Yuan was slightly stunned.

Xu Wan stretched out his right hand and looked at the group of spirit butterflies flying in the air.

A spirit butterfly emitting blue light all over its body flew to Xu Wan's outstretched palm, its wings trembling and its antennae swaying slightly, as if it was having an intimate conversation with her.

Xu Wan was so happy that her eyes curved into crescents and she couldn't hide the smile on her lips.

She carefully turned her palm so that Psylocke could stay more comfortably.

"Brother Bai Yuan, look, it's so beautiful!"

Xu Wan raised her head, her eyes full of surprise and curiosity, and her voice was filled with excitement.

Bai Yuan looked at the scene before him, smiled heartily, and explained, "Haha... Junior Brother, this spirit butterfly is the spirit guarding the spirit plant garden.

They are extremely sensitive to the scent of the Spirit Plant Garden and are rarely seen on ordinary days.

Today, they flew to you on their own initiative. I guess there's something special about you that attracted them."

Xu Wan tilted her head, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes: "What's so special?

I'm just a cat demon."

As she spoke, she gently shook her fingers, causing the Psylocke to flutter its wings and fly around her fingertips.

Bai Yuan shook his head slightly, his eyes fixed on Xu Wan, and said seriously, "Junior brother, although you are a cat demon, you have a pure heart.

You picked tea leaves with your bare hands today, concentrating all day long. Perhaps even Lingdie saw your respect and care for this tea garden.

Besides, the spiritual energy in you is pure and peaceful.

It can also attract Psylocke."

At this moment, several more butterflies came and flew around Xu Wan.

Their light intertwined with each other, forming a dreamy halo around her.

Xu Wan was deeply attracted by this wonderful scene. She couldn't help but stand up and slowly turn her body, trying to follow the trajectory of the spirit butterfly.

"Brother Bai Yuan, look, they seem to be inviting me to dance."

Xu Wan said with a smile, her eyes full of childlike innocence.

Bai Yuan looked at Xu Wan's cheerful expression and felt happy too.

He waved his whisk, and his spiritual power gently dispersed, adding a lively rhythm to the dance of the spirit butterfly.

"Since Lingdie is so kind, Junior Brother, please enjoy this rare moment to the fullest."

Surrounded by spirit butterflies, Xu Wan felt as if she was in a dream world, with all her fatigue and worries thrown away.

She closed her eyes, felt the breeze brushing against her cheeks, and listened to the rustling of Psylocke's wings.

The spiritual energy around him seemed to resonate with the light of the spirit butterfly and flowed slowly.

Xu Wan couldn't help but start dancing.

Her figure is light and agile, like a butterfly about to fly, performing her own beautiful melody in this tea garden.

Every move she made was filled with endless elegance and charm, making people intoxicated by it.

Bai Yuan involuntarily took a dozen steps back, stood at a distance, and watched quietly.

His eyes were full of concentration, as if everything in the world had disappeared, and only Xu Wan's dance was deeply imprinted in his eyes.

Suddenly, Xu Wan opened her eyes abruptly and called out, "Yun Shen!"

I saw a long sword being held firmly in her hand in an instant.

She brandished the sword, and the sword emitted a purple aura, cold and mysterious.

The spirit butterflies surrounding her didn't seem to be afraid of the sharp sword energy.

They were flying happily, and some of them fell on her delicate bun, as if she was wearing the most beautiful hair accessories.

Some fell on her shoulders, like close friends.

What's more, it surrounds her body, forming a beautiful picture with her.

Only the blue-glowing spirit butterfly actually landed on her sword that was emitting purple sword energy.

Seeing this, Xu Wan stopped dancing with the sword and said softly, "Lingdie, don't fall on my sword, it will hurt you."

The butterfly seemed to understand what people were saying. It flew down from the sword and landed on her neck.

Xu Wan couldn't help but smile knowingly, and this smile was like the warm spring sun, bright and moving.

Bai Yuan stood in the distance, looking at Xu Wan quietly.

After a moment, he slowly said: "Junior brother, this spiritual plant garden is rich in spiritual energy, and now there are swarms of spiritual butterflies.

Why don't you channel this rich spiritual energy into your sword and carefully forge it into a powerful and pure divine weapon?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan turned around.

What caught my eye was Bai Yuan's tall and straight figure.

He stood not far away, holding a whisk in his left hand, his purple Taoist robe fluttering gently in the wind.

The black beard on his chin also fluttered in the wind, and the Qiankun bag tied around his waist was bulging, filled with a lot of tea.

Those are Xu Wan and Bai Yuan.

After careful selection, each piece was picked by hand.

He stood quietly on the path in the tea garden, looking graceful and elegant, like an immortal who walked out of a painting.

It makes people happy at the first sight.

Seeing this, Xu Wan took light steps and slowly walked in front of him.

Several colorful psylocke butterflies also followed.

They followed behind her like a group of elves guarding her, adding a bit of mystery and elegance to her.

Xu Wan held the long sword in his hand and bowed slightly.

He said respectfully, "Please teach me, Senior Brother."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yuan jokingly said, "Brother, do you want me to teach you this simple method of cultivating spiritual energy into the sword?"

There was a glint of concern in his eyes.

Hearing this, Xu Wan straightened his back and raised the sword in his hand higher.

He lowered his head and gently stroked the sword with his left hand, as if looking for some inspiration.

She murmured to herself, "Drawing spiritual energy into the sword..."

Although her voice was soft, every word was clear, revealing her inner doubts and confusion.

She raised her head and looked at Bo Yuan with doubtful eyes.

Puzzled, he asked, "How? I really can't figure it out."

Bo Yuan looked at her confused expression and his heart softened.

He patiently explained: "Junior brother,

First, find a rock, meditate quietly, and absorb the spiritual energy around you.

Then, use your spiritual consciousness to slowly infuse your own spiritual energy into the sword."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan couldn't help but show an embarrassed look on her face.

"It's so simple..."

She laughed at herself, "I'm such a fool."

Bai Yuan looked up at the starry sky and smelled the fragrance emanating from the tea garden.

He took a deep breath, then glanced sideways, and praised with a smile: "Junior brother, you are actually smarter than anyone else.

It’s just that my mind wasn’t calm enough, so I didn’t think of this method at the moment.”