It turns out, they were the main characters.

The third prince also found it difficult to accept.

Having been pampered since childhood and always getting the privilege of "cutting in line" for everything, he naturally found it difficult to accept the other party's "cheating" behavior.

He suddenly looked up at the empty hall and shouted angrily, "Senior Linglong, isn't this a bit unfair to us?!"

At this point, the Third Prince looked toward the pavilion in the distance and Mu Zhi'an, who was leisurely drinking tea.

We're here to be tested, and someone has already sneaked out and passed! How can we possibly feel at peace with that?!

Almost instantly, many people turned to look.

Upon seeing the people in the pavilion, many sect disciples felt a surge of resentment.

They're working themselves to the bone here, while someone else is already sitting outside chatting with a beautiful woman and drinking tea... It's infuriating no matter how you look at it.

Below the pavilion, Lin Ling gazed at the Third Prince in the main hall, then glanced at Mu Zhian's dimmed eyes, and gently put down the tea in her hand.

The two "puppets" that were moving suddenly stopped.

Time seemed to stand still in the main hall. Lin Ling parted her lips slightly, as if she were to say something.

The third prince disappeared from the hall in the next instant.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

The Third Prince was eliminated early!

The anger they felt just moments ago was instantly doused with cold water, leaving everyone feeling as if they had been plunged into an ice cellar.

Thinking about it carefully, was I just crazy?

How dare they question Linglong's decision?

Isn't this just courting death?

The reason Mu Zhian would appear there might be because she discovered some special "clearance" conditions... After all, she is a spirit dragon, and even the elders and chief disciples of the sect would respectfully call her "senior" when they see her.

How could such an existence possibly favor a mere cultivator?

At this moment, the two deformed dragon puppets suddenly started moving again.

However, one of the dragon puppets charged straight at Ye Yu without any regard for the consequences, forcing Ye Yu, who had originally planned to "slack off," to raise his hand to defend himself.

He abruptly turned his head to look out the window, his eyes filled with a hint of coldness and defiance.

If Ye Yu were tough enough, he should have given up on the test and left right now.

But the legacy of fortune left behind by the spirit dragon... no one would be willing to leave it behind.

Even Ye Yu is the same.

Looking at the chaotic hall, Mu Zhian couldn't help but feel worried. He looked up at Lin Ling's exquisite profile and said, "Senior Lin Ling, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"will not."

Lin Ling gently shook her head, and the words on the table appeared: "Here, I'm in charge."

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhian's eyes still held a hint of worry as he held his teacup, his eyelids slightly lowered.

These sect disciples who entered the Spirit Dragon Cave Heavenly Palace were all after the inheritance of fortune.

However... they didn't seem to realize that the real treasure wasn't the inheritance of destiny.

Mu Zhian cares about the inheritance of destiny, but not particularly.

After all, the real treasure... is not the inheritance of fortune.

Mu Zhian gently put down the teacup in his hand.

It's about time to test her limits.

Chapter 107 She's Just My Sister (4K)

The dragon, an auspicious beast that existed in ancient times, is itself a sign of good fortune.

In the world of Xianxia (fantasy martial arts), luck is an extremely important thing. To reach the pinnacle in this world, one needs both talent and luck.

However, the spirit dragon can bestow upon some people the inheritance of their fortune.

This is an irresistible temptation.

However, Mu Zhian wasn't actually very interested in the inheritance of destiny...

In this grotto-heaven, the inheritance of fortune is indeed a treasure... but now there is an even greater treasure here.

Mu Zhian secretly observed this person who seemed to be from the same era as the sect leader of the Liangyi Sect.

At this moment, the silver-haired beauty held a teacup in both hands, gazing calmly at something not far ahead. Her beautiful red eyes were clear and bright, without any impurities, giving her an adorable and innocent look.

Mu Zhian glanced down casually.

It is indeed very big and very white... probably even bigger than Bai Ruoxi's.

At this moment, Lin Ling seemed to sense something, slightly turned her head to look at Mu Zhi'an, and tilted her head slightly: "Aaa?"

Mu Zhian tilted his head as well: "Aaa?"

She lightly raised her finger and wrote on the table: You were staring at me just now, trying to do something bad?

Mu Zhian paused for a moment, then immediately shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, this is based on my most basic physiological instinct towards the opposite sex. I will try my best to restrain myself."

Senior Sister Lan was right after all; Linglong is very perceptive in sensing others' "malice."

She seems to be able to detect not only "malice," but also certain peculiar thoughts.

Fortunately, Lin Ling had a very good temper. She just smiled slightly and did not kick Mu Zhi'an out as she had done to the Third Prince.

She is quite tolerant of the people she values.

Mu Zhian took a sip of tea and looked at the two puppet dragons in the main hall.

These two puppet dragons were sculpted rather casually, with one eye larger than the other, giving the impression of "0.o".

Despite their somewhat comical appearance, they possessed formidable combat power. At this moment, they flapped their wings and pounced on the crowd. All those present were cultivators at the Qi Refining Realm, and they were utterly helpless against such a puppet dragon.

Ye Yu, on the other hand, displayed superb combat power, managing to hold off one of the puppet dragons with mismatched eyes with great difficulty.

Ye Yu usually seems rather simple-minded, but his strength is actually quite good.

Mu Zhian's gaze casually swept over Ye Yu, landing on the girl in the corner of the hall who was looking at Ye Yu.

Hmm... the girl next to him is quite pretty.

Mu Zhian glanced at the female cultivator who had just been following Ye Yu.

Although her looks were only slightly above average, her figure was quite good.

After glancing down twice, Mu Zhian casually looked away and turned to the silver-haired girl beside him.

After briefly organizing his thoughts, Mu Zhian began to speak:

"Senior Lin Ling, was your choice of me related to the luck I possess?"

Lin Ling held the teacup with both hands, took a small sip, and her lips became even more vibrant and moist.

She raised her finger, and a passage of text appeared on the table.

"Your luck is very sweet."

This is the first time I've ever heard of luck being described as "sweet or not"... Mu Zhi'an looked at the sect disciples who were fiercely fighting the puppet dragon and asked, "What does 'sweet luck' mean?"

It's impossible for me to be sweet just because my luck is pink, right?

Could it be that all those different fortunes have different tastes...?

If we have to put it that way, does the luck associated with purple have the flavor of lavender?

Lin Lingqing put down her teacup, moved to the side, and got closer to Mu Zhian.

A sweet, subtle fragrance masked the aroma of the tea and drifted lightly into Mu Zhian's nostrils.

Lin Ling turned to look at Mu Zhi'an, and like a cat, she leaned forward, stuck out her little tongue, and under Ye Lingxuan's astonished gaze, gently licked Mu Zhi'an's face like a cat.

The itchy, moist sensation startled Mu Zhian, who subconsciously turned to look at the girl beside him.

Even though you know the other person might not care, or might not have any experience with human affection, seeing such intimate actions still makes you feel quite taken aback.

If Lin Ling were licking Mu Zhi'an's face in the form of a spirit dragon, this scene wouldn't be so shocking.

But the problem is... she's in human form now!

And she's a mature woman with silver hair and red eyes!

This destructive power has increased by more than one level.

The maid was also somewhat taken aback by the scene. Her mouth was slightly open, and she wanted to speak several times, but in the end she held back.

While Mu Zhian was still wondering if she had a crush on him, Lin Ling had already sat up straight and a shy smile appeared on her face.

She raised her hand, took out a pitch-black stone tablet, and handed it to Mu Zhian.

It was the very same testing stele that Lan Mulian had used to test and assess her disciples!

Does she mean I should test my luck now?

Mu Zhian looked at the test monument, which was only the size of a palm, and reached out to touch its surface.

A pink light quietly shone on the surface of the test monument, but this time it was different from usual. Mu Zhian quickly noticed a wisp of purple aura wrapped in the pink light.

"Royal Purple Aura?" Ye Lingxuan blurted out, her eyes fixed on the radiance emanating from the testing monument.

If I remember correctly, I didn't see this wisp of purple energy during Brother Mu's last test... Ye Lingxuan's eyes flickered slightly, and she felt a little puzzled.

Mu Zhian also stared at the wisp of purple aura resembling a dragon in the testing stele. After a brief moment of contemplation, he said softly, "No... this is not the royal purple aura."

He felt a strange sense of familiarity with this wisp of purple aura, but couldn't quite place where he had seen it before.

"Senior, what exactly is this?" Mu Zhian looked up at Lin Ling and asked.

Lin Ling raised her finger and wrote four characters on the table.

Mu Zhian's gaze froze slightly on the four large characters on the table. He was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously looked up at the woman who looked a little silly.

"The Qi of Heavenly Dao?!"

Yes, what Lin Ling left in his body just now was a tiny fragment of the Heavenly Dao Qi!