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

Inside the Alchemy Pavilion.

After the terrifying ordeal, all that remained was a room in complete disarray and a floor covered in purplish-black poisonous dust.

"call……"

Frosty Moon exhaled a breath of stale air.

His pale face was devoid of any color, but the depths of his eyes held an even deeper, more profound coldness, like a frozen pool.

"Sect Master, this poisonous gas is extremely harmful and needs to be eliminated as soon as possible."

Luo Ge said softly.

Although she had exhausted a great deal of spiritual energy, she showed no signs of fatigue at the moment. Her whole body was tense, and she was alert to her surroundings.

"Ah."

Frosty Moon nodded slightly and raised her fair hand gently.

A soft, silvery light emanated from her palm, flowing like moonlight, instantly enveloping the entire alchemy pavilion.

Seeing this, Luo Ge also pointed her fingers like a sword, and a vortex of cyan wind followed, intertwining with the moonlight.

"go."

"go."

The two said in unison.

The moonlight purifies, the wind sweeps away.

The nauseating, fishy, ​​and chilling aura, along with the poisonous dust and bloodstains on the ground, was swept up by this combined force and sent into the night sky through the skylight at the top of the attic, disappearing without a trace.

The pavilion quickly returned to its usual cleanliness and quietness, as if nothing had happened.

Only a faint trace of spiritual energy fluctuations remained in the air.

Shuangyue walked slowly to the table in the main seat and sat down.

She picked up an open ancient book, the very book that recorded the method of refining "Qingxin Dew".

She turned the pages one by one, her fingertips slowly tracing the ancient texts and herbal illustrations, her eyes focused and deep.

She was re-examining every detail, searching for any overlooked flaws.

Luo Ge quietly stood guard behind her, his gaze sweeping over every corner.

Time slipped away slowly amidst the rustling of turning pages.

The silence lasted only a moment.

A clear, melodious female voice rang out from outside the alchemy pavilion, carrying a hint of deliberate gentleness:

"Sect Master, would you like some tea?"

Outside.

Qingyan was carrying an exquisite nanmu tray.

On the tray lay a set of white jade teacups and a plate of delicate peach blossom cakes, the rising steam carrying a sweet fragrance into the room.

Shuangyue paused abruptly as she turned the pages of her book, her brow furrowing slightly. She looked up at Luoge, her voice cold and clear:

"Luoge, go and bring in the tea and snacks, and let her wait outside."

Luo Ge accepted the order, and in a flash, she arrived at the door.

She raised her hand and waved it gently.

creak!

The tightly closed wooden door slowly opened.

When the door opened,

Qingyan was carrying an exquisite nanmu tray, on which was a set of white jade tea set and a plate of peach blossom cake, steaming hot and fragrant.

When she saw that it was Luo Ge who opened the door, a look of surprise and resentment flashed in her eyes.

His gaze instinctively drifted towards the door, trying to peek into Shuangyue's condition.

"Step back. The sect leader is in meditation and should not be disturbed."

Luo Ge's voice was indifferent, directly interrupting her spying.

Qingyan bit her lip, not daring to disobey Luoge's order, and had no choice but to hand over the tray.

Luo Ge took the tray with steady movements, without spilling a single drop of tea.

After she took it, she said nothing more and gestured for Qingyan to leave.

Qingyan stood there, hesitated for a moment, and wanted to say something more.

But under Luo Ge's gaze, she finally bowed reluctantly and whispered:

"Yes, the slaves retire."

Then he slowly turned around and left, looking back every few steps.

Luo Ge, carrying the tray, flashed back to the table.

She gently placed the tray in the empty space next to Shimotsuki's hand, her movements delicate.

"Luoge, you should go back and rest first."

Shuangyue put down the ancient book in her hand, her gaze falling on the jasmine dragon pearl cup, and said softly:

"Tonight has taken a lot of your energy."

"Also, go and summon Si Yao. I need someone to re-analyze the formula for this Qingxin Dew with me to see where the problem lies."

"Sect Master, I'm not tired."

Luo Ge shook his head, his tone firm.

"Your safety is more important, I will stay here."

"As for Junior Sister Si Yao, I can summon her immediately."

"If the three of us study it together, we might be able to find clues faster."

Frosty Moon said no more.

She picked up the teacup, her slender fingers feeling the warmth of the cup.

She brought the teacup to her nose and took a gentle sniff.

The mellow and elegant "Jasmine Dragon Pearl" spiritual tea was Yun Che's favorite flavor.

She used her spiritual power to carefully examine the tea and snacks, confirming that they were not poisonous, before nodding slightly and taking a small sip.

The warm tea slid down her dry throat, warming her cold fingertips a little.

Setting down her teacup, she looked at Luo Ge, a hint of weariness in her eyes:

"Alright. Then go and summon Si Yao. Also..."

She paused, seemingly considering her words.

"in addition?"

Luo Ge looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"Let's go see Jinxi."

Frostmoon's voice lowered.

"Check where he is and see if he's doing anything... out of line."

"And by the way, check if there's anything unusual about his body."

"Jin Xi?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Ge was first taken aback, then exclaimed in surprise:

"Jin Xi? Where could he have gone? I bet he went back to his residence and is keeping his magical beast company."

Luo Ge smiled, her eyes crinkling. She couldn't help but chuckle twice.

"Hehe! Sect Master, you're still too soft-hearted. Could it be..."

She deliberately dragged out the sound, a hint of mockery in her eyes:

"Could it be that she's worried about him? Or perhaps, our aloof sect leader has actually... fallen for that kid?"

"presumptuous."

Shuangyue gave a light rebuke, but there was no real anger on her face.

However, a faint blush seemed to flash briefly at the base of her ears.

She picked up her teacup, using the act of drinking tea to mask her emotions, and her voice returned to its usual cool and aloof tone.

"Why don't you go quickly?"

"After all... he expended a lot of spiritual energy and saved my life."

"If he suffers any mishap due to overexertion of his spiritual energy now, how am I supposed to explain this when the Emperor returns?"

Luo Ge's smile deepened.

She bowed respectfully, then suddenly realized what had happened.

"Oh! I see! It seems I was overthinking it."

The word "overthinking" in her words was particularly meaningful.

"If you don't leave now, you will be prohibited from using the beauty pills in the future."

Talking time!

Shuangyue's cheeks flushed slightly. She then picked up the ancient book on the table and gently tapped it on her forehead, urging:

"Hurry up and go! If anything happens to Jinxi, how am I supposed to explain it to the Emperor?"

Luo Ge then suppressed her laughter and solemnly cupped her hands in response:

"As ordered!"

"Sect Master, please don't worry, I'll go and take a look right away!"

The words have not yet been spoken!

Her figure transformed into a silver streak of light and vanished from the alchemy pavilion in the blink of an eye.

After a while.

Luo Ge's figure landed silently outside Jin Xi's residence.

With a light touch of her toes, she darted to the screen in the bedroom. Before she could even stand firmly, she smelled a strong stench of blood mixed with the bitter scent of herbs, filling the entire room.

Behind the screen.

The huge bathtub was filled with steam.

Jin Xi was leaning against the tub wall, shirtless, with faint scars on her fair chest.

His hands hung dangling outside the bucket.

Dark purple blood was gushing from the wound on his right palm, dripping from his fingertips into the copper basin on the ground.