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

The capital city is prosperous and the lights are bright.

Murong's residence, with its high walls, deep courtyards and closed red doors, hides countless unknown secrets.

It was late at night, and the moonlight shone through the sparse clouds and fell in front of Murong Yu's study.

He gently pushed open the window frame and his eyes fell on the ordinary-looking wooden cage in the yard, in which was a little fox with fur as white as snow.

Murong Yu sighed and involuntarily drifted back to the distant past.

At that time, he was still a frail and sickly child, and the Wanyue in the Misty Rain Tower was the only bright spot in his childhood.

Although she was the top prostitute in the brothel, she was kind-hearted and used her warm hands to pull Murong Yu back from the brink of death countless times.

When Murong Yu was nine years old, he was seriously ill and the medical skills in the palace were powerless to save him. It was Wanyue who used a folk remedy she learned from somewhere, stayed by his side day and night, and finally snatched him back from the hands of death.

Since then, Murong Yu has become a frequent visitor to Yanyu Tower, not for pleasure, but for the pure friendship and gratitude.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye Wanyue has become a sixteen-year-old young lady, graceful and elegant, with extraordinary beauty.

Murong Yu secretly swore in his heart that he would get her out of this place of prostitution and give her a legitimate identity.

Finally, on a moonlit night, he mustered up the courage and brought Wanyue back to Murong Mansion.

However, the nobles of the Murong family did not accept Wanyue as Murong Yu wished.

They looked down on her background and were unwilling to let this prostitute tarnish the reputation of the Murong family.

So, they were polite to Wanyue on the surface, but secretly locked her up in the woodshed and beat her with a heavy stick as a punishment.

Wan Yue was heartbroken. She never expected that her sincerity would be rewarded with such treatment.

In desperation, she was unexpectedly targeted by a fox demon.

The fox demon saw the resentment and unwillingness in her heart, and tempted her to embark on a path of no return - absorbing men's essence to practice magic.

At first, Wanyue was still hesitant, but as time went on, she became more and more addicted to this method of quickly improving her cultivation.

Murong Yu also noticed Wan Yue's abnormality. Her eyes, which were once as gentle as water, were now filled with indifference and sinisterness.

He was heartbroken, but there was nothing he could do.

In order to find out the truth and save Wanyue from danger, Murong Yu began to study hard and search everywhere for ways to subdue the evil spirits.

He knew very well that as the heir of the Murong family, he could not take risks easily, but he could not sit idly by and watch Wanyue walk step by step towards the abyss.

……

In the capital, night fell and dark clouds gathered. A sudden strong wind swept through the prosperous city.

The lights flickered in the streets and alleys, as if even they could sense the impending uneasiness.

Inside the Murong Mansion, in a quiet study, Murong Yu sat alone at the desk, tightly holding a yellowed scroll in his hand, gazing out the window with empty eyes, letting his thoughts drift away.

"Boom——" There was a loud thunder, followed by heavy rain, as if God was also crying for this unfinished love affair.

Murong Yu suddenly came to his senses, walked quickly to the window, closed the half-open window frame, and blocked out the noise from the outside world.

As he turned around, his eyes fell on a wooden cage in the corner of the study, where a small fox was imprisoned. It curled up in a ball, its eyes full of helplessness and fear.

"My Wanyue will never come back." Murong Yu murmured softly, his tone full of helplessness and sadness.

He walked slowly closer, staring at the little fox in the cage with complicated eyes, feeling mixed emotions.

This is not just an ordinary fox, it is the culprit who killed Wanyue, a fox demon who was beaten back to its original form by Taoist Xuanqing.

Murong Yu squatted down and looked at the fox at eye level, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

It was hatred. He hated the fox for taking away the woman he loved most. It was self-blame. He blamed himself for not being able to protect Wanyue, causing her to die in the prime of her youth.

However, in this abyss of hatred and self-blame, there is also a subtle trace of tenderness and compassion.

After all, this fox was once a part of Wanyue. It was it that gave Wanyue extraordinary beauty and wisdom.

"Do you know you are wrong?" Murong Yu's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart, with unquestionable majesty.

The little fox seemed to understand his words, its body trembling slightly, and its eyes revealed even deeper fear and regret.

Murong Yu sighed. He knew that no matter what, this fox could no longer turn back into the gentle and talented Wan Yue.

He stood up, walked to the bookshelf, and took out a dusty ancient book. It was the "Record of Subduing Demons" given to him by Taoist Xuanqing. It recorded the habits of various monsters and the methods of subduing them.

"Although I cannot bring you back to life, I can at least give you relief."

Murong Yu thought to himself, he opened the ancient book and carefully read the chapter about fox demon, trying to find a way to calm his anger and bring relief to the fox.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the study became more and more solemn.

Finally, a look of determination flashed in Murong Yu's eyes. He closed the ancient book, walked to the cage, and slowly opened the cage door.

The little fox was stunned for a moment, then cautiously stuck its head out and looked at Murong Yu with eyes full of vigilance and curiosity.

"Go, leave here and find your kind. Perhaps one day, you will be able to cultivate into a human form again, but please remember that the human world is not as beautiful as you imagine."

Murong Yu said softly, with a barely perceptible tenderness in his tone.

The little fox seemed to understand something. It looked at Murong Yu deeply, then jumped out of the cage without hesitation and disappeared in the rain.

Murong Yu stood there, looking in the direction the little fox left, feeling a mixture of emotions. He knew that this farewell might be forever.

The rain was still falling, but Murong Yu seemed to feel a little relieved.

He turned back to the desk and picked up the yellowed scroll again. The woman in the scroll was smiling like a flower, as if she had never left this world.

Murong Yu gently stroked the scroll, a bitter smile on his lips: "Wanyue, I hope you can find true happiness in another world."

The little fox's eyes were full of fear and despair. It looked back in a certain direction from time to time, as if something was chasing it.

The rain was getting heavier, and the little fox's steps were becoming more and more unsteady, and he was about to fall to the ground.

……

The autumn breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness, but also mixed with the faint fragrance of osmanthus.

Yuexiazui Restaurant, this ancient building located in a corner of a bustling street, looks even more mysterious in the night.

In the Tianzi Room, the flickering candlelight illuminated a tranquil scene.

Yun Che, an extraordinary and otherworldly Emperor, was sitting upright on the bed, his eyes closed in concentration. A faint aura surrounded him, as if he were isolated from the world.

His apprentice, Xu Wan, stood in front of the window, staring through the half-open window frame at the inky black night sky outside.

"Master, the rain has finally stopped." Xu Wan said softly, with a hint of imperceptible worry in her tone.

The sudden rainstorm just now was like a baptism between heaven and earth, but it also brought some uneasiness.

Yun Che did not open his eyes, but his voice sounded gently: "Yes, after the rain, the sky clears and everything is new."

At this moment, Xu Wan's attention was attracted by an unusual scene - a little fox, wet all over, curled up in the middle of the road, looking extremely helpless.

Its eyes were filled with fear and confusion, as if it had just escaped from some terrible experience.

"Master, look at that little fox. It's the fox demon in the cave. Wasn't it taken away by that Taoist priest? How come it appears here?" There was a hint of anxiety and confusion in Xu Wan's voice.

Yun Che slowly opened his eyes and instantly moved to the window. His gaze passed through the window lattice and fell on the little fox.

He frowned slightly, then closed his eyes and sensed it. After a moment, he sighed softly, "This little fox seems to be haunted by an unusual spirit."

"Soul?" Xu Wan was shocked when she heard that. She had never heard that human souls would be entangled in animals.

"Could it be the soul of Wanyue, the top performer in Yanyu Tower?" Xu Wan stared at the little fox in the middle of the road.

Yun Che pondered for a moment and said, "Since this soul has appeared here, we can't just sit back and watch.

Wan'er, please come with me and bring this little fox back."

As he spoke, Yun Che's figure flashed, and he lightly jumped and landed on the ground outside the window.

Seeing this, Xu Wan hurriedly followed.

The two of them soon came to the little fox.

Yun Che gently waved his hand, and a soft light enveloped the little fox, lifted it up, and brought it back to the Tianzi room.

Inside the room, Yun Che placed the little fox on the table and began to examine it carefully.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, forming seals with his hands. Streams of spiritual power surged out of his body and slowly swirled around the little fox.

After a moment, Yun Che opened his eyes, a solemn look flashing across them.

"Sure enough, this soul belongs to Wanyue, the top performer in Yanyu Tower. She seemed to have some connection with this fox demon when she was alive, and her soul lingered after her death."