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

Haishi.

Inside the Yangxin Hall.

The candlelight flickers in front of the white jade table.

Chenxuan and Xingze are playing chess, with the black and white pieces on the board arranged in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, a cold female voice came.

"Shuangyue, please ask the Sect Master to come to Wuji Sect as soon as possible. Something has happened to the Emperor." His tone seemed very urgent.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan frowned involuntarily and gently put the chess piece in his hand back into the chess box, making a slight sound.

Across from him, Xingze's reaction was different. He raised the corners of his mouth and jokingly said:

"What could happen to the Emperor?

Master, I'm afraid the person Shuang Yue is truly happy for isn't the Emperor, but you, the Elder."

There was a hint of joking in his words, but it also revealed his closeness to Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan's face darkened when he heard this. He immediately stood up, put his hands behind his back, and scolded:

"Xingze! You've changed. When did you start teasing me?"

There was a hint of displeasure in his words.

At this moment, a golden light broke through the window.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of talisman papers flew over.

That's a sound transmission talisman, used for sending messages.

But the number is a bit too much, which is surprising.

Xingze's smile instantly faded and his expression became solemn.

Chen Xuan raised his hand and waved it, and dozens of talisman papers fell into his wide blue sleeves.

Then, Chen Xuan's figure flashed and turned into a golden stream of light, directly penetrating the window.

"Xingze, follow."

Chen Xuan's voice suddenly rang out.

Xingze did not dare to delay. His purple robe flashed and turned into a golden stream of light. He followed closely behind, chasing Chenxuan's trail.

……

In front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The rain was pouring down, the black sky seemed to be torn apart, and heavy rain poured down.

Chen Xuan stood in front of the door, with white hair and a youthful face, his white beard fluttering in the wind. He looked up at the sky with deep eyes.

Behind him, Xingze's voice came:

"Master."

"Ah."

Chen Xuan responded softly, his figure gradually blurred, and instantly turned into a huge white crane.

Seeing this, Xingze jumped up and stood steadily on the back of the crane. Facing the wind and rain, the crane carried Xingze and rushed towards Wuji Sect.

Longze Palace.

Inside the palace.

Shuangyue, Jinxi and Luoge sat on the ground.

They sat cross-legged, with their heads held high, staring at the dying little golden dragon in the air without blinking.

They continued to release their spiritual power, trying to save the dying little golden dragon.

It was simply because the little golden dragon was none other than Emperor Yun Che, who was currently unconscious with his eyes tightly closed.

Circles of golden light surrounded the little golden dragon, protecting it like a guardian angel.

Shuangyue's brows were furrowed, and her eyes were full of determination and persistence.

She knew that no matter what, she had to save Yun Che.

Because he is the love of her heart and the irreplaceable existence in her life.

Even though she knew in her heart that Yun Che didn't like her, it didn't stop her from giving everything for him.

She prayed silently, hoping that her spiritual power could awaken Yun Che and bring him back to life.

She raised her hands gently, her fingertips flashing with silver light, reflecting the golden light in the air.

At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind:

That was the God who saved her heart.

Because that was her belief, she was his believer.

So he must not fall, she must save him...

A large amount of silver light gushed out from Frost Moon's palm and continuously injected into the little golden dragon's body.

Jin Xi and Luo Ge assisted from the side.

Their spiritual power intertwined with Frost Moon's spiritual power, forming a powerful golden spiritual power net that tightly wrapped the little golden dragon.

Under the influence of this force, the little golden dragon's body gradually moved, and the golden light surrounding it became more and more dazzling.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and Shuangyue's heartbeat and breathing were closely connected with Yun Che's life and death.

She prayed silently, hoping that Yun Che could sense her feelings, open his eyes again, and look at her.

Finally, with the unremitting efforts of Shimotsuki and others.

The little golden dragon's eyes suddenly opened, and two golden rays of light instantly illuminated the entire hall.

When the three of them saw the scene before them, they couldn't help but feel a little happy.

They continued to transfer their own spiritual power, and the spiritual power network became stronger and stronger, emitting a powerful force that could not be ignored.

Nourished by the endless supply of spiritual energy, the little golden dragon's petite body began to dance.

Tears welled up in Shuangyue's eyes, but she clenched her teeth and forced herself to hold back the tears.

She knew very well that at this moment, Yun Che's life depended on the all-out efforts of the three of them, and there was no room for error.

The little golden dragon raised its head and let out a faint dragon roar, and the sound echoed throughout the hall.

Although the sound was not loud, it touched the hearts of the three people.

I saw the little golden dragon swooping up, its body circling above the dome of the hall, and its whole body emitting bursts of light.

Golden light cascaded down like a waterfall, filling every corner of the hall.

Frost Moon raised her head, her eyes closely following the figure of the little golden dragon, her heart filled with indescribable joy and pride.

She knew that they had finally succeeded, and Yun Che would surely wake up and be reborn because of their efforts.

Frost Moon saw this and couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in her heart, thinking: "The Emperor is alive!"

She quickly stood up, continued to channel her spiritual energy, and gazed at the little golden dragon affectionately.

The little golden dragon held its head high and chest out, letting out a deafening dragon roar. The sound seemed to travel through time and space, shaking everyone's heartstrings.

Then, the light dissipated instantly.

Its petite body began to grow gradually, and dragon scales slowly grew out, each one flashing with dazzling light.

The four claws were also growing bigger, and the golden eyes were staring at Shuangyue closely, as if trying to see through her heart.

Jin Xi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly when he saw this, his eyes flashing with excitement.

He quickly stood up and called out excitedly:

"Uncle, uncle, you are finally alive!"

Before he finished speaking, the golden dragon swooped down and suddenly wrapped its arms around Jin Xi's waist.

Jin Xi only felt a powerful force wrapping him tightly and his hands were bound.

He was unable to cast spells for a moment.

The spiritual power net in the air also dissipated at this moment, as if it had never existed.

Seeing this, Shuangyue felt a pang of anxiety and quickly knelt on the ground, saying in a trembling voice:

“Emperor, this is all Shuangyue’s fault. I shouldn’t have made you angry.

I'm glad you're back! Shimotsuki really knows his mistake!

I won't dare to make you angry again. This time... please forgive me...

I promise it won’t happen again, I swear…”

Shimotsuki raised his finger in a swearing gesture.

But he bit his lower lip tightly and made no sound.

Her face was full of fear and anxiety.

She was afraid that Yun Che would leave her forever.

The pain of losing her beloved was like a knife cutting through her heart.