It turns out, they were the main characters.

If someone else gets that luck first... then this trip will have been for nothing.

"No... Look, that wisp of purple energy didn't enter Gongsun Cheng's body!"

At this moment, someone in the crowd noticed something unusual and pointed to the stone tablet on the high platform.

The wisp of purple energy that was about to enter Gongsun Cheng's body now remained inside the stone tablet, constantly moving forward as if trying to leave the tablet, but stopping several times.

Gongsun Cheng's face was pale, but he stared intently at the stone tablet, continuously injecting his spiritual energy into it to maintain its activated state.

"Come in quickly! What is this thing doing?!"

Gongsun Cheng screamed inwardly, staring intently at that wisp of purple aura.

However, no matter how much one shouts in their heart, the purple aura only fluctuates between "advancing" and "not advancing".

Finally, the spiritual energy could no longer be sustained, and Gongsun Cheng staggered backward, falling to the ground with pale lips.

Then, in the next instant, he disappeared from the main hall.

Gongsun Cheng has also been eliminated!

While everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a sense of solemnity also appeared on their faces.

Gongsun Cheng was a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining, but after struggling with that wisp of purple energy for so long, he still failed...

Is the fortune of this spirit dragon so hard to obtain?

"The young lady of the Dawn Chamber of Commerce has gone upstairs," someone suddenly said.

The sect disciples all looked up and saw that the young lady of the Dawn Merchant Guild was wearing a black dress that looked like a thin veil, and her snow-white skin was faintly visible under the hem of the dress.

The black embroidered shoes made her feet look exceptionally fair and translucent, and her back had a slender and charming curve.

She slowly walked up the steps to the platform, her usually carefree expression unusually serious, her hand about to touch the stone tablet.

Suddenly, a voice transmitted to my ear:

"Relax your body, gather the spiritual energy in the cauldron, and don't try to use the spiritual energy to pull it into your body."

It was Mu Zhian's voice... A hint of surprise flashed across Huang Manting's charming peach blossom eyes, but she concealed it well and calmly reached out her palm to touch the stone tablet.

The wisp of purple energy within the stone tablet moved slowly like a dragon, and then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, it quietly slipped into Huang Manting's palm in less than a few seconds.

The first heir to destiny has appeared!

Chapter 110 The Crane You Raised is Gone (4K)

"Huang Manting... if I remember correctly, she, the eldest young master of the Mu family, and Ye Yu all came from Tianxuan City, right?"

As they watched the woman gracefully descend the steps from the high platform, the disciples of the sect couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"Tianxuan City is blessed with outstanding people and talents, so it's not surprising that it produces a few geniuses."

Generally speaking, it's already quite good if a place has one or two geniuses, but the people who came from Tianxuan City, whether it's Ye Lingxuan, Ye Yu, or even Huang Manting, are all people with extremely high talent.

The reason for this is simply that Tianxuan City is close to the Liangyi Sect, where spiritual energy is abundant, so even meditation and cultivation are faster than in other places.

"Everyone, even if you fail, you will still gain some luck, though not as much as the luck left by Senior Spirit Dragon, but it's better than nothing, isn't it?" Mu Zhian said with a smile.

That stone tablet was left by the spirit dragon to test the sect's disciples and see if they were qualified to inherit the fortune.

And this process itself can bring some luck.

Mu Zhian's words eased the disappointment of many who had failed, and they also developed a greater liking for this unfamiliar disciple of the sect.

At first, they would turn a cold shoulder to Ye Yu and Gongsun Cheng's slander of Mu Zhi'an, simply because Mu Zhi'an was not related to them.

However, Mu Zhian's actions this time have caused many people to change their opinion of him.

Of course, there will still be a few people who are jealous, and even suspect that Mu Zhian has already received the benefits of the inheritance of fortune from the spirit dragon.

However, with Mu Zhian present now, she will no longer be "condemned" as she did before.

After all, if the other party really is on good terms with that senior spirit dragon... no matter how you look at it, it's better to be on good terms with him than to be his enemy.

Whether they dislike Mu Zhian or are genuinely grateful to him, they now know what to do.

Mu Zhian watched Huang Manting gracefully descend the steps, his gaze sweeping over the young lady a few times.

The other person seemed to notice as well, and looked over accordingly. After their eyes met, she gave Mu Zhi'an a beautiful and charming smile.

Then, the two tacitly looked away.

There are too many people around; if they find out that Mu Zhian helped her "cheate," things will get complicated.

Both of them are intelligent people and know what to do.

"Were you secretly helping her just now?" At this moment, Mu Zhian suddenly heard Wei Mengrou's voice transmission.

Mu Zhian smiled and glanced at the maid beside him, teasingly asking, "Is Sister Mengrou jealous?"

"Don't worry, the three portions of fortune that Senior Linglong gave me are all for you. As for Huang Manting, I was just helping her out."

Wei Mengrou curled her lip and said dismissively, "I was just asking."

After a pause, out of "concern" for the young master, she still reminded him: "Huang Manting's personality is unusual. If you are not careful, you may be bewitched by her one day and fall at her feet."

"I know what I'm doing," Mu Zhian said with a calm smile.

Women like Huang Manting are too possessive and too S-type, enjoying disciplining others, making them unsuitable as lovers.

She is better suited to the role of 'friend'.

Besides, if there really is something special about it... wouldn't it be better to play with Mengrou someday and then go play with her again?

Then I'll have her wear black stockings and white stockings on her legs respectively.

"Tsk, it's not good to start looking forward to it now; we have to take it step by step..." Mu Zhian sighed inwardly.

There's no other way, I'll just have to hang out with Ruoxi tonight.

As he watched the disciples taking turns going up on stage to test their eligibility for inheriting the fortune, Mu Zhi'an was thinking about something else entirely.

"Young Master Mu, would you be free to have a cup of tea with Manting tonight?"

At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice reached Mu Zhian's ears through sound transmission. He glanced around the crowd and saw Huang Manting, who was surrounded by several people with her arms crossed and a gentle smile on her face.

The black dress clung to her alluring figure, and she appeared to be chatting and laughing with others, but her captivating eyes were fixed on Mu Zhi'an, utterly alluring.

"Let's do it another day, I've got some things to take care of right now," Mu Zhian replied telepathically.

Luck hasn't been good lately. The matter of Xue Lian is still unresolved. If someone finds out that I went to see Huang Manting late at night, things will get really troublesome.

We need to stabilize the situation first.

Moreover, his mind was filled with Bai Ruoxi's aloof appearance in that palace dress, and he just wanted to savor the beauty's taste again tonight... As for Huang Manting, he'd deal with her another day.

Noticing the cold gaze of the maid behind him, Mu Zhi'an explained telepathically:

"I have no interest in women; I'm only doing this to repay a favor to her."

"What does this have to do with me?" Wei Mengrou replied indifferently.

She paused, then continued, "When did you owe her a favor?"

"Didn't I promise Mr. Huang that I would look after his daughter?"

He looked at Huang Manting's slender figure and smiled, "Isn't this the best way to take care of her?"

Firstly, it repays the favor, and secondly... it earns goodwill.

Although Huang Manting's goodwill is of little use, it's just a bonus, so it's not a loss.

Time passed silently, and one disciple after another stepped forward to take the test, but the last wisp of purple energy still remained in the stone tablet.

Wei Mengrou glanced at Mu Zhian subconsciously, and for a moment suspected that her young master was up to something again.

However, she quickly shook her head and denied the guess.

Mu Zhian didn't need to do this on purpose. The first Qi was given to Huang Manting to repay a favor, and the second Qi could be given to anyone as long as it didn't end up in Ye Yu's hands.

Seeing Ye Yu's confident demeanor, Wei Mengrou couldn't help but secretly purse her lips.

Although the genius of the Ye family has strong luck, why is he so confident that he can inherit the luck...?

Everyone present was a genius, yet none of them seemed so confident.

Ultimately, the second inheritance of fortune was obtained by a girl from the southern barbarians.

This girl from the southern barbarians dressed quite differently from the sect disciples present. She wore a veil on her head, had a mole between her eyebrows, and wore a sweet smile, giving her a somewhat exotic look.

The Eastern Continent and the Southern Barbarians are far apart and have different customs. Such attire may be quite novel to the people of the Eastern Continent, but it is a very common style of makeup among the Southern Barbarians.

Mu Zhian glanced at the girl from the southern barbarians and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: That slender waist... it must be very exciting to twist it.

However, it is quite rare for people from the Southern Barbarians to travel so far to the Liangyi Sect... As Mu Zhian thought of this, he suddenly noticed a gaze fixed on him in the crowd. He looked up and saw that it was Ye Yu, who had not received the inheritance of the Spirit Dragon's fortune.

Mu Zhian didn't care about such gazes, calmly withdrew his eyes, and secretly shook his head and chuckled.

The second stroke of luck was obtained by Mu Zhian through his own abilities; he only secretly manipulated things when Ye Yu went on stage. As for the others, Mu Zhian did not interfere.

That's actually quite normal.

Ye Yu is not the only genius in this world; he is just one of many geniuses with outstanding talent and luck.

Ye Yu has a chance to inherit the fortune of the Spirit Dragon, and others naturally have a chance too.

But as long as Mu Zhian is here, no matter how outstanding Ye Yu's luck is, he will never be able to obtain the Spirit Dragon's luck.

……

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the sect disciples in the main hall were successively teleported out of the Spirit Dragon's Cave Heaven.

Mu Zhian also left with the other disciples of the sect.

Lan Mulian was already waiting at the door. She raised her hand and picked up a cloud to send the disciples away.

After today, the disciples who received the inheritance of fortune from the Spirit Dragon's Cave Heaven Palace will spread throughout the entire sect.

These two disciples who received the inheritance of destiny will also influence the selection of inner disciples a few days later.

After all, being able to inherit the fortune of the spirit dragon means that one's future achievements will certainly be remarkable.

Even the head of the nine main peaks would have to think it over carefully.

Lan Mulian stood on a cloud, leaving Mu Zhian with only her back view, which left him with endless imagination.