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

In the cave, the silver-faced man was seen holding Xu Wan in his arms. As they walked, he said, "Little wild cat, do you not want to be my apprentice anymore?"

Xu Wan's delicate body trembled violently upon hearing this, and she immediately cried out, "Brother Bai Yuan, help! Help me!"

The silver-faced man felt displeased when he heard this.

He held Xu Wan in his arms and flew down onto the huge rock, then gently put her down.

Then he sat down on the rock, crossed his legs, and looked lost.

He murmured, "It seems that you really don't want to be my apprentice."

Xu Wan struggled to get up from the rock and sat up straight.

Her mind raced, and she found an excuse and said, "Senior, it's getting late. Why don't you come back tomorrow?"

The silver-faced man quickly placed his hands on Xu Wan's shoulders and said urgently, "No, I want you to become my disciple tonight!"

Xu Wan was so frightened by his sudden action that she trembled all over.

The voice also had a bit of tears in it: "Senior, you...

You don't want to accept me as a disciple, it's obvious that you are interested in my extremely yin body.

Want to use me as a cauldron.

Please let me go, I am a demon.

But you are a god, there is no match between us!"

In the stone cave, the silver-faced man took away his hand that was originally on her shoulder.

He lowered his head slightly, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

He whispered, "I was too impatient and scared you."

Xu Wan fell silent and just looked at him quietly.

She thought to herself that this person had an unknown origin and was really difficult to deal with.

How can I escape from this mysterious cave?

After thinking for a moment, Xu Wan took a deep breath and knelt on the hard rock.

He kowtowed respectfully and said devoutly, "Master, please accept my disciple's greeting."

The silver-faced man was filled with joy when he heard this, and a pleased smile appeared on his face.

He quickly said, "Okay, good disciple, call me Master."

As he spoke, he gently lifted her chin, his tone a little anxious.

He urged, "Call Master quickly."

Xu Wan forced a faint smile and called out, "Master."

The silver-faced man was overjoyed after hearing this and said repeatedly, "Okay, okay."

Then he took out an exquisite brush from his wide sleeve.

He took Xu Wan's hand, put the brush in her hand, and said gently, "This is a gift for you to become my disciple."

Xu Wan looked at the brush in her hand, her eyes fixed on the exquisite dragon pattern on the brush body.

His eyes lit up instantly, and he said in surprise: "There is actually a dragon pattern engraved on it!"

She quickly put the brush into her sleeve and hugged the silver-faced man involuntarily with excitement.

He said with great joy, "Master, you are so kind."

The silver-faced man patted her back gently, his tone extremely gentle: "Master, I will send you back. I will come back to teach you magic tomorrow."

Xu Wan slowly loosened her hands and looked up at him.

Her eyes were filled with curiosity, she didn't understand why he was so caring towards her.

The silver-faced man picked her up, walked steadily to the entrance of the cave, and then put her down.

Then, he waved his hand lightly, and the golden barrier magically disappeared.

He took her hand and said gently again: "Master will take you back."

……

Beside the stream, on a smooth rock, a group of colorful butterflies danced around Bai Yuan.

Their light wings shimmer with a dreamy luster in the sunlight.

Among them, a unique blue butterfly was particularly eye-catching. It landed gently on Bo Yuan's palm.

It seemed to be conveying some urgent signal for help to him in a silent language.

Feeling the call for help from Psylocke, Bai Yuan slowly opened his deep eyes.

He lowered his head and stared at the blue butterfly in his palm, a gentle smile on his lips, as if he was having a silent conversation with it.

However, when he looked up at the stream in front of him, he found that Xu Wan was gone.

An ominous premonition suddenly surged in his heart. Bai Yuan quickly jumped down from the rock, looked around, and shouted anxiously: "Junior brother! Junior brother!"

His voice echoed through the valley, but there was no response.

He kept repeating: "Care leads to chaos, care leads to chaos."

She tried to calm herself down, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and began to feel Xu Wan's breath with her heart.

A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes and ran towards a dense bush of spiritual plants in front of him.

The group of Psylocke followed closely behind.

After pushing aside the layers of green leaves, Bai Yuan finally found Xu Wan lying among the spiritual plants.

She closed her eyes tightly, her face was slightly pale, as if she was in a deep sleep.

Bai Yuan's heart tightened, and he quickly squatted down, gently brushed the whisk in his hand across Xu Wan's cheek, and called softly, "Junior brother, wake up."

Xu Wan slowly opened her eyes, her blurry gaze gradually focused on Bai Yuan's face.

She smiled slightly and said softly, "Brother Bai Yuan, hello."

As she spoke, she slowly sat up and rubbed her dizzy head.

The scene of being taken into a cave by a mysterious man wearing a silver mask and forced to become his disciple involuntarily emerged in his mind.

She also asked the man for spirit stones, but unexpectedly, the man generously gave her a precious golden spirit stone and a magic brush.

All this was like a dream, making her unable to distinguish whether it was reality or a dream.

Seeing her like this, Bai Yuan became even more anxious and asked quickly, "Junior brother, are you okay?"

Xu Wan shook her head, forced a smile, and replied: "I'm fine, just tired.

So I found a place to sleep for a while."

Xu Wan stood there quietly, her eyes closely following the spirit butterflies surrounding Bai Yuan. They danced gracefully, flashing with dreamy light.

She began to praise him, "Brother Bai Yuan, you look so handsome surrounded by these spirit butterflies!"

His words were full of admiration and envy.

After saying that, Xu Wan stood up and stretched her stiff limbs.

Seeing this, Bai Yuan also stood up with a smile. His smile was like the spring sun, warm and gentle.

He said with concern: "Since you are tired, I will take you back to the Taoist sect to rest. You will be able to practice better if you are well rested."

Xu Wan shook her head and rejected his kindness: "No need, Senior Brother Bai Yuan, I'm already awake.

The spiritual energy here is rich, and I want to continue absorbing spiritual energy and practicing in this spiritual plant garden."

Hearing this, Bai Yuan shook his head helplessly, his eyes filled with love and worry for Xu Wan: "When it comes to cultivation, you must not be impatient.

You must know that haste makes waste. If you progress too quickly in cultivation, you will suffer backlash."

But Xu Wan didn't seem to agree with his point of view. She retorted, "Really? Senior Brother Bai Yuan, are you lying to me?

I practiced day and night just to make myself stronger.

Only when I become stronger can I better protect myself."

Bai Yuan looked at her determined eyes and sighed deeply.

He knew that Xu Wan had an indomitable heart and a persistent pursuit of strength.

But he also understood that powerful people also have their own troubles and responsibilities.

They need to shoulder the responsibility of protecting the people and face more challenges and difficulties.

So, Bai Yuan patiently persuaded him again, "Junior brother, the path of cultivation is long and arduous. What we need is persistent effort and continuous accumulation of experience.

Only in this way can we go further and further on the path of cultivation and eventually become truly powerful."