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

As night falls, the square of Lingshan College is caressed by a layer of faint moonlight, appearing particularly peaceful.

In the center of the square, Xu Wan closed her eyes to rest, her figure leaning on the shoulder of the tall and straight man beside her. That was her master, Emperor Yun Che.

Yun Che closed his eyes in meditation, a faint aura of immortal spirit surrounding him, which complemented Xu Wan's gentle temperament.

A breeze blew by, bringing two light figures.

One is the handsome young Taoist priest Xuanqing, dressed in a Taoist robe. His eyes sparkle with curiosity and desire for the unknown world.

The other was the lively and lovely boy Jin Xi. He came bounding up to Xu Wan and called out sweetly, "Aunt! Uncle!"

Xu Wan opened her eyes, a gentle smile flashed in them, and she gently patted Yun Che's shoulder.

Then, she turned to look at Xuan Qing and Jin Xi and asked softly, "What do you want?"

Taoist Xuanqing seemed a little reserved. He rubbed his hands and mustered up the courage to say, "Grandmaster, Master, I'm a little hungry."

When these words came out, not only did Xu Wan startle slightly, but even Yun Che beside him opened his eyes, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Xu Wan thought to herself that Xuanqing was a mortal who followed her to the Biluo Palace to practice. As his master, she had never taught him anything properly, let alone paid attention to his diet and daily life.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

But then he thought, as a cultivator, how could Xuanqing easily say he was hungry? There must be something hidden behind this.

So, she gently asked, "Xuanqing, why are you suddenly hungry? Did you encounter any problems in your cultivation?"

Xuanqing lowered his head, his eyes flickering, and seemed to be unable to speak.

Finally, he mustered up the courage to say, "Master, actually... I'm worried about the entrance test at Lingshan Academy. Those ninety-nine purple lightning bolts... I... I don't have the confidence."

When Xu Wan heard this, she immediately understood.

She sighed softly, reached out and patted Xuanqing's shoulder, and comforted him: "Xuanqing, the path of cultivation is difficult, but as long as you have determination and perseverance, nothing is impossible."

At this moment, Yun Che, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke: "Xuanqing, you don't need to worry too much.

The headband I gave you yesterday is no ordinary item. It contains my spiritual power and can automatically protect you when you are in danger.

As for the ninety-nine purple thunder trials, you only need to remain calm and let nature take its course, and you will be safe and sound."

When Xuanqing heard this, a hint of surprise and gratitude flashed in his eyes.

He quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to Yun Che, and said in a firm voice, "Thank you, Grandmaster, for the gift of the treasure! I will definitely live up to your expectations and practice diligently!"

Just when everyone thought the matter had come to an end, Jin Xi suddenly interrupted and said, "Aunt, Uncle, I actually have a small request."

He blinked his big eyes and looked pitiful.

Xu Wan was amused by him and asked lovingly, "Oh? Does our little Jin Xi also have something to ask of her aunt? Tell me about it."

"Well, I want to listen to my uncle's stories."

Jin Xi grabbed the corner of Xu Wan's clothes and shook it.

"My uncle tells the best stories."

Xu Wan looked at Yun Che beside her with an embarrassed expression. Yun Che smiled and nodded, saying softly, "Since Jin Xi wants to hear it, then your uncle will tell you one. Once upon a time, there was an immortal..."

Jin Xi sat cross-legged, and following Yun Che's gentle voice, she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In the dream, Jin Xi returned to when he was a five-year-old child.

At that time, Yun Che often came to Spirit Beast Valley to see him.

Yun Che made a swing for him under a big tree and also made two rocking chairs for his parents.

Jin Xi sat on the swing, swinging happily back and forth, her laughter echoing through the mountains and forests.

When he was tired from playing, he would lie down on the rocking chair and listen to Yun Che telling those magical stories.

The sunlight shone on him through the gaps in the leaves, making him warm and comfortable.

Before she knew it, Jin Xi fell asleep with a happy smile on her face.

In his dream, he seemed to feel the long-lost family love and peace again.

Xu Wan looked at the heartwarming scene in front of her and was deeply moved.

As the night deepened, the square was completely silent. Only Yun Che's voice echoed in the air, as if carrying a magical power that made people feel extremely at ease.

Xu Wan leaned quietly on Yun Che's shoulder. Yun Che gently stroked Xu Wan's hair, his eyes full of doting and tenderness.

"Master, this night is so long, the Yin hour seems to be still far away."

Xu Wan spoke softly, with a hint of weariness in her words.

Yun Che smiled faintly and gently waved the storage ring on his ring finger. Instantly, three bottles of crystal clear jade liquid appeared on the ground in the square.

He picked up two bottles and gave them to Xu Wan, indicating that she should give one bottle to Taoist Master Xuanqing who was meditating nearby.

Taoist Priest Xuanqing, Xu Wan's disciple, although young, has already demonstrated extraordinary talent in cultivation.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, with a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy surrounding his body. It was obvious that he was at a critical juncture in his cultivation.

Xu Wan took the jade liquid and walked quietly to Xuanqing's side. She handed the jade liquid to him and said softly, "Xuanqing, the jade liquid given by Master will help you practice."

Xuan Qing opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them. He quickly took the jade liquid, immediately stood up, bowed deeply to Yun Che, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Master, for your gift."

Then, he opened the bottle cap without hesitation and drank the jade liquid in one gulp.

In an instant, a strong spiritual power surged in his body, and he could feel that his cultivation was improving rapidly.

He closed his eyes and absorbed the spiritual power in the jade liquid with all his strength, his face filled with joy.

Xu Wan looked at the changes in Xuan Qing and secretly admired Yun Che's generosity.

She turned her head and her gaze fell on Yun Che, with a different emotion flickering in her eyes.

"Wan'er, you know that the path of cultivation is not achieved in a day. You need perseverance to achieve success."

Yun Che's voice was gentle yet powerful, as if it could penetrate the night and reach the depths of Xu Wan's soul.

Xu Wan nodded, a determined light flashing in his eyes. "I understand. Ever since I became Master's disciple, I've known that cultivation is not easy. But I am willing to follow Master with a diligent heart and embark on the path of cultivation together."

Yun Che nodded with satisfaction and continued, "In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected and the weak are preyed upon by the strong.

But as your teacher, I hope you can understand that true strength is not just about the level of your cultivation, but also about the purity and tenacity of your mind.

You need to always keep a kind heart in order to go further on this path."

Xu Wan sighed helplessly and said, "Master, I'm not Wukong! How can you be more like Tang Sanzang than that Tang Sanzang?"

Yun Che patted Xu Wan's head and said with a smile, "Wan'er, do you think your master is too long-winded? If you are Wukong, I am Bodhi Patriarch!"

Xu Wan gently sat up from Master Yun Che's shoulder, her eyes gleaming with star-like light, and she held an exquisite jade bottle tightly in her hand.

She spoke softly, opened the lid of the jade bottle in her hand, and handed it to Yun Che.

Yun Che smiled faintly, took the jade bottle, and took a sip. He felt his spiritual energy surge, and his body and mind felt relaxed.

Then, Xu Wan bent down, picked up another jade bottle from the ground, gently opened the lid, and a faint fragrance wafted into her nose.

She raised the jade bottle towards Yun Che, her eyes gleaming with determination and joy. "Master, cheers! Wan'er toasts you. May we fly together forever!"

Yun Che felt a warm current surge in his heart when he heard this. He raised the jade bottle in his hand and gently touched it with Xu Wan's, making a crisp sound.

Just then, the sound of slight footsteps broke the silence.

A young voice came over: "Aunt, Uncle, what are you drinking? Can Jin Xi have a little?"

A young boy of about thirteen years old, named Jin Xi, had stood in front of them at some point, his big eyes staring curiously at the jade bottle in their hands.

Xu Wan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and handed the jade bottle to Jin Xi: "Of course, but this is spiritual liquid, you may find the taste a little strange."

Jin Xi took the jade bottle and drank excitedly. Although there were only a few drops left, his satisfied expression made Xu Wan and Yun Che couldn't help but smile.

At the hour of Yin, the dawn began to appear in the sky, and the square of Lingshan College gradually woke up in the morning light.

On the towering platform, an ancient bronze bell stands quietly, like a guardian who has been sleeping for thousands of years, waiting for that moment to come.

"When-when-"

The deep sound of the bell penetrated the mist and echoed in every corner of Lingshan Academy. It was the signal for the daily assembly of the academy and the beginning of a new day of practice for the cultivators.

Xu Wan sat in a corner of the square. "Master, you said the academy has morning exercises every day at Yinshi. I thought it was dancing."

Xu Wan chuckled, her eyes flashing with curiosity and anticipation about the unknown.

Her voice was soft, but it carried across the quiet square.

Yun Che stood not far away, slightly tilting his head to look at Xu Wan, his eyes full of doting and tenderness.

"Wan'er, the path of cultivation is neither a dance nor a play. Every step must be down-to-earth. Morning exercises may seem simple, but they are actually the foundation of cultivation and cannot be ignored."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan nodded slightly, but was thinking secretly in her heart.

When she first saw the morning exercises yesterday, she thought it would be as graceful as a mortal dance, but unexpectedly it was a sword-wielding exercise.

The sword light was like a dragon, carrying a sharp sword energy as it danced, which opened her eyes and gave her a deeper understanding of the path of cultivation.

As the bell rang again, monks in the sky above the square either flew on swords or descended on clouds, landing in the center of the square and forming three neat formations, ready to start today's morning exercises.

At the hour of Yin, the Lingshan College Square was shrouded in light morning mist, and all things were just waking up.

A hint of light blue just appeared on the horizon, and the stars were still twinkling, as if unwilling to easily give way to the rising sun.

In the center of the square, a huge fairy boat was quietly suspended, with a faint blue light flowing on the boat body, just like the brightest star in the night sky falling into the mortal world.

Inside the fairy boat, the space is vast and boundless, decorated with rare treasures, and every place reveals an extraordinary atmosphere.

This was the vehicle of Emperor Yun Che of the Biluo Palace. It was currently carrying a team of elite cultivators from the Biluo Palace, who had accompanied Emperor Yun Che to Lingshan Academy the day before yesterday.

Their arrival undoubtedly added a touch of mystery and solemnity to this ancient academy.

As an ancient bell on the edge of the square slowly rang, the distant bell sound penetrated the morning mist and echoed throughout the entire Lingshan Mountain.

This bell is the horn that heralds the start of a new day of training in the academy.

Many cultivators jumped out of the immortal boat one after another, like meteors streaking across the sky, and landed steadily in front of Yun Che.

Some of them were dressed in gorgeous clothes, while others were clad in armor, but without exception, they were all filled with awe and admiration for Yun Che.

"You all pay your respects to the Emperor!"

The monks shouted in unison, their voices resounding through the sky, filled with incomparable piety and determination.

They knew very well that being able to follow Yun Che was the greatest honor of their lives.

Yun Che nodded slightly, his eyes swept over the crowd, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"You all have come a long way and have worked hard. Are you interested in joining Lingshan Academy to cultivate the Great Dao together?"

His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone, as if it carried some kind of magic that made people yearn for it.

Compared with Lingshan Academy, Biluo Palace does not have so many complicated etiquette.

There is no need for daily morning exercises or morning court sessions, and there is no need to perform kneeling rituals during morning court sessions.

In the Biluo Palace, students share resources and practice independently, freely and unrestrainedly, whereas the disciples of Lingshan Academy are forbidden from falling in love.

Before you can enter the sect, you will have to go through ninety-nine purple thunder trials.

After weighing the pros and cons, the monks knelt on the ground with excited expressions.

"You are willing to follow the Emperor forever, and will never change until death!"

Their voices were firm and powerful, as if at this moment, all their faith and loyalty were condensed into this oath.

Yun Che raised his hand slightly, and a gentle force lifted up the cultivators.

"You all don't need such grand gifts. The path to the great Dao requires a sincere heart and a firm will, only then can one attain the Dao and become an immortal!"

After saying this, Yun Che turned and walked towards the platform in the square, followed closely by the other cultivators, their steps in a neat and powerful manner.

Their hearts were filled with anticipation and longing, as if they could already see themselves going further and further on this path of cultivation.

Xu Wan, Jin Xi and Xuan Qing had already transformed into streams of light and appeared on the high platform, waiting for the Emperor and the Lingshan Sect Masters.

At this time, the atmosphere on the platform was extremely tense.

Xu Wan, Jin Xi and Xuan Qing stood quietly, their eyes revealing determination and resolve.