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

Yunmengze, this ancient land, is shrouded in mist and legends all year round.

This is the boundary where the living and the dead intertwine, and it is the destination of countless unfinished love affairs.

The heavy rain poured down, as if the sky had cracked. Endless water droplets mercilessly washed the earth, and also washed away the pain and memories in people's hearts.

In this world blurred by rain, Murong Yu was alone, holding tightly in his arms a disfigured woman - Wanyue, the peerless beauty of Yanyu Tower and the love of his heart.

Her face had been eroded by rain and mud beyond recognition, but her tightly closed eyes seemed to still retain the tenderness and sorrow she had in life.

"Yun Che, tell me, who buried her here?"

Murong Yu's voice was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of anger and despair.

His eyes were like torches, staring straight at Emperor Yun Che, who was standing not far away with a stern face.

Yun Che, the lofty Emperor above the Nine Heavens, slowly approached, his gaze lingering on Wan Yue's corpse for a moment before finally settling on Murong Yu's bloodshot eyes.

"Why? Why is she here?" Murong Yu's voice trembled, almost out of control.

Yun Che sighed, a barely perceptible trace of sadness flashing across his eyes.

"It was done by a fox demon. After Wan Yue killed herself, the fox demon buried her here. Then the fox demon transformed into Wan Yue's appearance."

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew up the fallen leaves and dust on the ground.

"Last night, I saw a little fox running in the rain. It seemed like something was chasing it. It turned out to be the remaining soul of Wanyue, searching for a home."

Yun Che continued, his tone becoming more serious.

Murong Yu heard this, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. "Then, can you let her come back? Let Wanyue truly come back to me?"

Yun Che was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded. "I can try. But it requires your cooperation, as well as the will of that remnant soul."

As he spoke, Yun Che took out an ancient talisman from his sleeve. With a flick of his finger, the talisman transformed into a golden light and sank directly into the little fox's body.

The little fox struggled in pain, and the light on its body became brighter and brighter until it illuminated the entire rainy night.

“In the name of the Emperor, I summon the dead souls to return to their places!” Yun Che shouted softly, forming seals with his hands and beginning to chant the ancient spell.

As the spell sounded, a powerful spiritual power surged out of his body, turning into beams of light that wrapped around the little fox.

The little fox's body began to tremble violently, and it let out bursts of shrill howls.

However, during this painful struggle, a faint shadow gradually emerged from its body. It was Wanyue's ghost.

Her figure was blurry and transparent, but her eyes were unusually bright, as if they could penetrate all the fog and see deep into Murong Yu's heart.

"Ayu..." Wanyue's voice was as thin as a thread, but it reached Murong Yu's ears clearly.

He stretched out his hand excitedly, wanting to touch the shadow, but was afraid of disturbing her.

"I'm here, Wanyue, I'm here." Murong Yu said with a sob, his tears and rain mixed together, blurring his vision.

As the spell continued, Wanyue's remaining soul began to merge with her body.

Her face gradually became clearer. Although she still looked a bit lifeless, her eyes were full of life again.

Finally, when all the light dissipated, a brand new Wanyue stood in front of Murong Yu.

She is no longer the stunningly beautiful top girl in Yanyu Tower, but a woman with a completely new look but with the memories and emotions of Wanyue.

She looked at Murong Yu and smiled slightly. That smile was like a spring breeze, warm and bright.

"Ayu, we meet again." She said softly, her voice full of tenderness and gratitude.

Murong Yu hugged her tightly, as if afraid that all this was just a dream.

"Yes, Wanyue. This time, I will never let you leave me again."

Yun Che waved his hand casually, and the dirt on Murong Yu disappeared, revealing an extraordinary aura.

It was as if the person who was digging the soil and digging out the corpse just now was not him.

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The rain is still falling, but in this Yunmengze, there is an extra warmth and hope.

And all these miracles come from love - the love that transcends life and death and transcends everything.

The little fox looked at Yun Che and the others in horror. It had witnessed with its own eyes how Wan Yue, the top performer of Misty Rain Tower, came back to life.

It couldn't afford to offend Emperor Yun Che. If it stayed for even a second longer, he would have crushed it to ashes.

The rain gradually stopped. The little fox ran hard in the mass grave, his eyes full of fear and anxiety, as if some unknown danger was chasing him.

The little fox knew that this was not the place for it to stay. It had to find a forest suitable for cultivation as soon as possible, otherwise it would be difficult to escape the heavenly calamity.

At this moment, the little fox accidentally bumped into a solid "wall".

It looked up and saw a Taoist priest in a black robe standing there, holding a compass, with an otherworldly aura between his brows.

Then the Taoist priest put the compass into his sleeve.

The little fox's heart tightened, and he thought to himself, "This is over. I can't run away for my life."

However, to the little fox's surprise, the Taoist priest not only did not blame it, but gently picked it up.

The Taoist priest's voice was gentle but powerful: "Little guy, why are you here? There's still so much dirt on you?"

The little fox felt the warmth of the Taoist priest's palm, and the fear in his heart gradually dissipated.

Just then, the sound of footsteps in the distance broke the tranquility of the night.

The little fox looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of people walking towards them.

The two leaders, a man and a woman, the man was extremely handsome and the woman was like an immortal. They were Xu Wan and her master, Emperor Yun Che.

Behind them followed a handsome young man, Murong Yu.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Xuanqing frowned slightly, as if he had sensed something unusual.

He gently put the little fox down, his eyes swept over the crowd, and finally stopped on a woman in the team - Wanyue, the top performer of Yanyu Tower.

Wanyue was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a beautiful face, but she exuded an unusual aura.

Taoist Xuanqing was secretly shocked. This was clearly not the breath of an ordinary person!

He immediately realized that Wan Yue might not be as simple as she seemed.

Murong Yu walked straight up to the Taoist priest, bowed, and asked, "Master, why are you here? Are you here to catch ghosts in this mass grave?"

"I came here because I noticed something unusual happening on the compass." Taoist Xuanqing said calmly.

Taoist Xuanqing stared at Xu Wan and the others, frowning slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Donor Murong, these three are definitely not good people. Come behind me quickly."

Murong Yu smiled slightly and said, "There must be some misunderstanding. Brother Yun and Miss Xu are very good people. They are gods who can bring people back to life."

After saying that, Murong Yu returned to Wanyue and held Wanyue's hand tightly.

"The monster refuses to surrender!" Taoist Xuanqing shouted angrily, stretched out his body, and was about to draw his sword to attack.

However, what shocked him was that the sword seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not unsheathe it.

Xu Wan turned around slowly, her eyes calm as water, as if she had already expected all this.

"Little Taoist priest, why are you so angry?" Her voice was soft but with a force that could not be ignored.

"There is no deep hatred between you and me, so why do you have to do this..."

Taoist Xuanqing's face turned ashen as he glared at Xu Wan. Although he was filled with rage, he was speechless for a moment.

Who on earth was this evil woman? She crushed my peach wood sword with her foot that day.

Seeing this, the little fox thought it was a good opportunity to escape. It took a few steps but couldn't move. Xu Wan lifted one of its legs and said with a smile, "Where are you running to, little fox?"

"Put it down!" Taoist Xuanqing shouted.

Then he said sternly: "This fox is a spiritual creature. How can I allow you to torture it like this?"

Xu Wan glanced at the little fox and defended herself, "How could I torture it? I was just playing with it."

After saying that, he turned around and threw the little fox to Yun Che. "Master, take this. I'll play with this little Taoist priest."

Yun Che took the fox and held it in his arms. He moved to Xu Wan's side and said with a dark look on his face, "Okay, Master agrees. Just don't beat him to death."

"You witch!" Taoist Xuanqing waved the whisk in his hand and pointed it at Xu Wan's neck.

Xu Wan grabbed the whisk with one hand, but the Taoist found that her strength was so great that he was completely unable to retract the whisk.

Suddenly, a whisk appeared in her hand. She threw it into the air with a grin, "This thing is too vulgar, it should be thrown away!"

Taoist Xuanqing fell to the ground, pointing at Xu Wan and shouting, "You...you destroyed my peach wood sword and my whisk...

"Haha, little Taoist priest, you are so bad!"

Xu Wan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a sly look in his eyes, "Well, little Taoist priest, I wanted to become your disciple, but you rejected me on the grounds that you don't accept female disciples.

You still care about me saying sweet words to my master. In your opinion, my love for my master is a heinous crime. It was you who first tried to get rid of me.

I just taught you a lesson, but you don't know what's good for you."

Xu Wan crossed her arms and looked down at Taoist Xuanqing. "If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, maybe I'll be in a better mood and let you go."

Taoist Xuanqing gritted his teeth and thought to himself: A good man never suffers a loss in front of him.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard Xu Wan say, "But even if you beg me, I won't let you go."

She changed the subject and continued, "You've repeatedly obstructed me and my master. I'm going to make sure you know how powerful I am."

After saying that, she raised her right hand and a ball of fire rose in her palm.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Xuanqing's face changed drastically and he quickly stepped back.

However, Xu Wan did not take action immediately. She looked at the frightened Taoist Xuanqing with a smug smile on her face.

……

Seeing that Xu Wan didn't make a move, Taoist Xuanqing's eyes flickered. Suddenly, he knelt on his knees and said loudly, "Master, please accept my disciple's greeting!"

Xu Wan was stunned. She didn't expect Taoist Xuanqing to act like this.

Yun Che was also surprised, but he quickly regained his composure.

Xu Wan finally reacted and was secretly delighted, thinking that this little Taoist priest was quite interesting.

So, she pretended to be serious and said, "Disciple, you must listen carefully to what I say from now on."

Although Taoist Xuanqing was unwilling, he had no choice but to nod helplessly.

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