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

On the high platform, Yun Che raised the spiritual liquid to Jing Chenxuan. He took a sip and gently put down the jade bottle.

Facing Chen Xuan’s request, Yun Che smiled faintly. The two of them sat side by side on the high platform, overlooking the entire Lingshan Academy.

Yun Che said softly, "Brother Chenxuan, you're joking. You're so busy with all sorts of affairs, how can you even bother teaching a disciple? My disciple is quite naughty. I'm afraid I can't be your personal disciple."

Although there was a smile in his words, there was also a hint of doting and helplessness towards Xu Wan.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan burst into laughter. "Young friend Yun Che, why should we be so polite? I believe that although Xiao Wan has a bad temper, she is very talented. Given time, she will become a great person. I am willing to teach her everything I know and give her a helping hand."

Seeing this, Yun Che smiled slightly and said, "Since Brother Chenxuan is willing to teach you, then let Wan'er recognize you as her adoptive father."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Haha, Young Master Yun Che really knows how to talk. Okay, okay, Xiao Wan, are you willing?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan thought to herself: "Master is Master, very powerful... The leaders of Lingshan are all a bunch of people who like to snatch other people's disciples..."

So, she walked to the front of Sect Master Chen Xuan, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times respectfully.

"Godfather, please accept my daughter's greetings."

Chen Xuan nodded with satisfaction and helped Xu Wan up.

"Okay, my good daughter. From now on, you are my Chen Xuan's adopted daughter."

There was a burst of praise in the square, and everyone was talking about this wonderful thing.

Everyone admired the Emperor's methods, directly turning his disciple into a daughter. I'm afraid Xu Wan is not just the Emperor's beloved disciple...

Xu Wan stood aside, secretly delighted.

Not only did she successfully solve the problem of finding a disciple, she also gained a powerful godfather.

At this moment, she looked at Yun Che, her eyes filled with admiration.

Yun Che nodded slightly, signaling her to rest assured.

"Father,"

Xu Wan called softly, her voice clear and sweet, like a mountain stream.

"Is there anyone else taking part in the Purple Thunder Trial?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan tilted his head slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He spoke slowly, his voice deep and powerful: "Only eleven monks have signed up, and the trial is over."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan's lips curled up into a faint smile, a smile that contained both confusion and a hint of amusement. "Only eleven cultivators signed up for the once-in-a-century Lingshan Entry Trial? That's too few."

Chen Xuan sighed softly, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes. "Yes, the world of cultivation has been turbulent in recent years. Many sects are facing the dilemma of lack of resources and loss of disciples. Even though Lingshan Academy is a leader in the world of cultivation, it is difficult to remain immune."

"But godfather,"

Xu Wan frowned slightly, obviously not completely satisfied with Chen Xuan's answer.

"With Lingshan's reputation and strength, how could it not attract more cultivators?"

Chen Xuan was silent for a moment, as if he was considering his words.

Finally, he slowly said, "There are indeed many hidden secrets in this. In recent years, several powerful forces have emerged in the world of cultivation. In order to compete for resources, they are willing to provoke disputes, causing many cultivators to be afraid and unwilling to get involved in this turbulent water."

"Although Lingshan College has always upheld the principles of justice and peace, it is difficult to remain immune in such troubled times.

Many cultivators with potential have been recruited by other factions, or have chosen more secretive paths of cultivation, unwilling to be involved in this conflict."

Today, the most grand Purple Thunder Trial, which takes place once every century, has just come to an end in the academy. Many cultivators, some happy and some worried, have gathered in the academy square to discuss the matter.

Xu Wan won everyone's attention with her outstanding performance in the Purple Thunder Trial, but now, she seems to be indifferent to all this glory. There is a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and a mysterious light flashes in her eyes.

"Foster father, Master, and all the elders, brothers and sisters,"

Xu Wan's voice was clear and pleasant, breaking the noise in the square.

"Now that the Purple Thunder Trial is over, how about I dance for you?"

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned and began to talk.

In the world of cultivation, martial arts are respected. When had one ever seen a cultivator dance? But Xu Wan's smile was filled with confidence and anticipation, making people want to see what was going on.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her, covering her with a golden coat, adding a bit of sacredness and beauty.

"This dance is called 'Subject Three'."

Xu Wan's voice echoed over the square, carrying an indescribable charm.

"I would like to dedicate this dance to every cultivator in Lingshan Academy."

Xu Wan sang and danced, and she just sang loudly.

The road ahead is long and turbulent, everything is just a joke, have you ever asked about your youth today, how can the stars shine in the distant breeze?

All grudges are gone, no matter who else's love or hate is all gone. The cold wind in the West Chamber is swaying the fallen flowers, and you wave your sleeves to leave. Grudges are hard to cut off, and the old feelings are growing stronger and the wind cannot blow them away. The sorrow is so strong, and the clear snow reflects the frosty moon...

Xu Wan's body began to dance to the rhythm, every movement was precise and powerful, as if she was performing some unique rhythm.

Her dancing is sometimes as gentle as water, sometimes as strong as iron, sometimes as light as a swallow, and sometimes as steady as a mountain, which makes people dazzled and amazed.

"What kind of dance is this?"

A monk asked in a low voice, his tone full of surprise and curiosity.

"I've never seen such a strange dance!" another person echoed.

Even Sect Master Chenxuan and the three deputy sect masters were fascinated by the performance. There was an unprecedented light flashing in their eyes, as if they were deeply attracted by Xu Wan's dance.

As the dance progressed, a faint spiritual energy began to emanate from Xu Wan's body.

These spiritual energies seemed to be attracted by her dancing, swirling and converging around her, forming gorgeous patterns.

Everyone was surprised to find that these patterns were similar to the formations in the world of cultivation!

"It turns out that dancing also contains the way of cultivating the Tao!" A cultivator said with sudden enlightenment.

Xu Wan's dance seemed to have become a unique way of practicing. While dancing, she constantly absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and strengthened her own cultivation.

Her dancing became more and more graceful and agile, as if she had merged with the heaven and earth, becoming the most beautiful scenery in the square.

Just when everyone thought the dance was about to end, Xu Wan suddenly stretched out her body and turned into a stream of purple light that shot straight into the sky!

At this moment, the entire square was shaken, and all the monks held their breath, staring at the scene with wide eyes.

Xu Wan was seen flipping, jumping, and spinning in the air, and every movement was precisely in tune with the rhythm of the music.

A dazzling light emanated from her body, dyeing the entire sky purple.

At this moment, she seemed to have become the thunder spirit in the Purple Thunder Trial, controlling the power of thunder and lightning!

"This...this is..."

A monk said in a trembling voice,

"This is the Purple Thunder Dance! She actually incorporated the power of the Purple Thunder Trial into the dance!"

With Xu Wan's clear whistle, she shrank back down and landed on the platform again.

At this moment, she looked like a fairy descending from the sky, making people dare not look directly at her.

"This dance is over. I hope all the cultivators can understand the true meaning of cultivation from it."

Xu Wan smiled slightly and bowed to everyone.

Above the square, there was silence.

Then, thunderous applause and cheers broke out.

Xu Wan's dance not only shocked the hearts of all the monks present, but also gave them a new understanding of the way of cultivation!

"Young friend Yun Che, did you teach this dance?"

Chen Xuan's eyes were filled with admiration, and he turned to ask Yun Che who was sitting next to him.

Yun Che smiled faintly, shook his head, and said calmly, "I didn't teach you. This dance must have been something Wan'er learned on her own."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed across Chen Xuan's eyes, which then turned into deeper approval.

He knew very well that it was rare to be able to achieve such accomplishments in dancing besides practicing Taoism.

On the high platform, Yun Che gently rose from his throne. With a piercing gaze, he bowed slightly to Sect Master Chen Xuan beside him and said, "Brother Chen Xuan, the Purple Thunder Trial is over. If there is nothing else today, I will take my leave."

Although there was no emotion in Yun Che's words, ripples were forming in his heart.

He thought to himself, that little wild cat actually dared to dance in front of all the monks, how bold and presumptuous he was, he must teach it a lesson when he got back.

Upon hearing this, Sect Master Chenxuan smiled slightly, a smile that showed both respect for Yun Che and doting on Xu Wan.

"Young friend Yun Che, thank you for your hard work. Fellow cultivators, today's trial has concluded successfully. Everyone, please return to your respective realms and continue your cultivation."

His words were gentle yet powerful, and instantly spread throughout the square.

Upon hearing this, the monks knelt down and shouted in unison: "You shall leave!"

Afterwards, they dispersed and returned to their own residences.

Yun Che transformed into a stream of light and headed straight for a private room in the back mountain of the academy.

Seeing this, although Xu Wan had some doubts in her heart, she said goodbye to her adoptive father Chen Xuan without hesitation, and then turned into a stream of light and chased after Yun Che.

In the private room, Yun Che was already standing in the center, his eyes closed, concentrating, as if waiting for something.

When Xu Wan pushed the door open and walked in, Yun Che waved his sleeves lightly, and the door quietly closed, isolating himself from all the noise from the outside world.

"Master, how come you run so fast? I can hardly catch up with you."

Xu Wan spoke breathlessly as she entered the room, her face filled with excitement and curiosity.

Yun Che turned around and stared at Xu Wan, a barely perceptible flicker of jealousy in his eyes.

"You had a lot of fun dancing just now, didn't you?"

Hearing this, Xu Wan explained, "Master, I... I just wanted to liven up the atmosphere."

“Wan’er,” Yun Che said in a deep voice, “Your performance today was too dazzling. I’m afraid it will bring unnecessary trouble.”

He looked at the stubborn yet gentle woman in front of him, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

"Wan'er," he said softly, "you can only dance for me. Thousands of monks are watching you dance today. Tell me...how should I punish you?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Wan's cheeks turned slightly red and she lowered her head shyly.

She knew that her master was jealous, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

Seeing Xu Wan remained silent, Yun Che gently pushed her against the door and looked at her with deep eyes.

"Wan'er..." he said in a low voice, hesitating to speak.

He gently raised his hand and touched Xu Wan's forehead with his fingertips, and a warm spiritual power flowed into her body.

This was Yun Che's unique way of combining punishment and reward—it not only punished her for her mistakes, but also strengthened her cultivation foundation.

“From now on,” Yun Che continued, “if you want to dance, you must dance only for this master.”

Xu Wan felt Yun Che's spiritual power, her heart filled with sweetness.

She raised her head slightly, looked into Yun Che's eyes, and said softly, "Master, Wan'er knows she was wrong. From now on, Wan'er will only dance for you, Master."

Yun Che's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. He slowly lowered his hand, gently stroking Xu Wan's hair, and said, "Well, that's very good."