It turns out, they were the main characters.

She tilted her head slightly and said in a clear, melodious voice, "The Third Prince of the Great Qian Dynasty recently reported to me and Senior Sister Yan that you cheated in the Cave Heaven Mansion, which affected everyone's assessment. Is this true?"

Why can't this person play the game and snitch on me...? Mu Zhian said respectfully, "Senior sister, you know me. If I really cheated, Ye Yu and Gongsun Cheng would have been thrown out of the Cave Heaven Mansion long ago."

"Besides, that's Senior Spirit Dragon's grotto-heaven. How could I cheat under her nose?"

Lan Mulian nodded silently, seemingly agreeing with Mu Zhian's words.

"It's a pity I didn't get the inheritance of the fortune in the end, I'm a little sad." Mu Zhian said regretfully, hoping that his senior sister would comfort him.

"Oh."

Unexpectedly, Lan Mulian smiled coldly and said, "If the person Senior Linglong was looking for was really you, how could you have gotten nothing at all?"

She paused, then changed the subject, continuing, "If you obtain the inheritance of fortune, it's good to keep a low profile. There are other royal nobles from the Great Qian Dynasty within the sect. Although there are rules against forming cliques and engaging in private battles, remember to keep a close eye on the people around you and don't give them any leverage."

Senior Sister's meaning was quite clear: the Third Prince has connections, but he won't openly target me within the sect.

But if they find something to use against you, that's a different story...

Senior sister really considers me one of her own, otherwise she wouldn't have brought this up on purpose... Mu Zhian sincerely thanked her: "Thank you for reminding me, senior sister."

Lan Mulian gave a faint "hmm".

"By the way, where is Pavilion Master Yan?" Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

That charming woman who just arrived was clearly with Lan Mulian, but she's nowhere to be seen now, which is really strange.

"Senior Brother Yi Hao just came by and invited us to enjoy the Eight Treasure Crane together. Senior Sister is leaving now."

When Lan Mulian got to this point, she noticed that Mu Zhian seemed a little confused, so she added, "Yi Hao is the head of Canghai Peak."

Yi Hao... is he the one who came up with this bizarre sect assessment?... Mu Zhian remembered this name.

"Senior Sister, aren't you going? I've heard that the Eight-Treasure Crane is a rare treasure among treasures; consuming even a part of it can greatly increase one's cultivation level," Mu Zhi'an asked.

Lan Mulian said casually, "The Eight Treasure Crane is of no use to those at the peak of the Refinement of Spirit realm, and if Senior Sister Yan leaves, someone has to stay behind to see you off."

"Senior sister is so nice." Mu Zhian praised sincerely, and seized the opportunity to hug his senior sister's leg and lick it.

Lan Mulian nodded reservedly: "Regarding Senior Linglong, although I don't care, it is of great importance to you. If you are free tomorrow, come to Liangyi Peak to find me as soon as possible."

Don't care? I feel like you want me to explain the Spirit Dragon matter in detail right now if you could... Mu Zhian thought to himself.

"I understand. I will head to Liangyi Peak as soon as possible tomorrow," Mu Zhian said.

The two chatted for a bit more, when suddenly Lan Mulian seemed to sense something and looked up at Mu Zhian's back.

Not far behind him, a silver-haired beauty was slowly floating towards them. Her attire was quite clean and simple, her red eyes were pure and untainted, her hair was simply tied up with a ribbon, with strands of silver hair hanging down, and she had an excellent figure, giving off a gentle and charming feeling.

And in her hand... she was also holding a brightly colored crane!

Eight-treasure crane!

Even Lan Mulian was taken aback for a moment. Looking at the dazed silver-haired woman, she hesitated for a moment before respectfully saying, "Senior."

"Senior Lin Ling," Mu Zhi'an respectfully greeted her.

Then, he looked Lin Ling up and down a few times and asked in confusion, "Where is Lingxuan?"

Lin Ling pointed to the cave below the cliff.

Mu Zhian guessed, "You mean she's still in the cave?"

Lin Ling nodded, looking quite obedient and cute.

At this moment, Lan Mulian suddenly hesitated and asked, "Senior, what are you planning to do with this Eight Treasures Crane you're holding?"

"Aaaa?" The silver-haired beauty tilted her head slightly, looking as if to say, "What are you talking about? I don't understand human language."

Lan Mulian smiled faintly and said, "I understand. Since you are interested in the Eight Treasure Crane, I will go to Canghai Peak to explain it to you later."

Senior Linglong has been in seclusion for many years to suppress his karmic fire. It's not unusual for him to come out this time and want to eat an Eight Treasure Crane.

Even if the chief of Canghai Peak knew that one of the Eight Treasure Cranes had been captured by the Spirit Dragon, he wouldn't mind.

No matter how precious the Eight Treasures Crane is, it cannot compare to the Spirit Dragon.

After chatting for a short while, Mu Zhian bid farewell to Lan Mulian and left with Wei Mengrou.

While standing on his flying sword, he maintained a "safe distance" from Wei Mengrou, appearing aloof and uninterested in her beauty.

Lan Mulian watched this scene quietly, her expression still indifferent.

However, when she looked away, she suddenly realized that Lin Ling, who had been beside her, had disappeared.

Several snow-white feathers drifted slowly down from the sky.

Normally there should be flocks of eight-treasure cranes flying by at this time, so why haven't I seen a single one today...? A hint of confusion showed in Lan Mulian's clear and cold eyes.

Then, she turned her head slightly and looked in the direction where Mu Zhian had left.

For some reason, I suddenly had a bad feeling.

Chapter 111 You are the one I love the most among all the people I meet and fall in love with.

Wei Mengrou rode on her flying sword, carrying Mu Zhian to the Glazed Palace.

Below them was a bottomless cliff, surrounded by abundant spiritual energy and swirling clouds and mist.

Mu Zhian reached out and put his arm around Wei Mengrou's waist, pressing his chest against the maid's back.

Wei Mengrou glanced at him coldly, but Mu Zhian didn't mind at all and explained, "I'm a little afraid that I might fall."

Wei Mengrou immediately gave him a cold laugh.

What do you mean "afraid"? Why weren't you afraid in front of Lan Mulian just now?

Isn't it just about maintaining a good image in front of that senior sister?

Oh man.

Despite her thoughts, Wei Mengrou remained silent, as they were already close to the Glazed Palace.

Led by Wei Mengrou, Mu Zhian quickly returned to the Liuli Palace.

Before long, the two entered Tianhe Garden together and met Bai Ruoxi in the quiet and elegant pavilion.

It was mid-autumn, yet the villa was filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. A beautiful woman with exquisite features wore a white palace dress that suited her personality. Her hair cascaded down naturally like a waterfall, with a strand of hair falling across her face, adding a touch of languid charm.

"Are you alright?" Bai Ruoxi looked up at the boy, a faint smile on her face.

"It's alright. Although a lot happened inside Senior Linglong's cave, private fights are strictly prohibited inside, so it's not a big problem," Mu Zhian replied with a smile.

Bai Ruoxi was relieved and invited Mu Zhian and Wei Mengrou to sit down. She said, "Just before you came back, the Third Prince sent word that you had betrayed your promise, abandoned the others, and obtained the inheritance of the Spirit Dragon's fortune all by yourself."

She paused, then said softly, "What an annoying guy. We're both spoiled brats, so why is there such a big difference?"

Are you implying that I'm also a spoiled brat? The problem is, I've already reformed and started anew... Mu Zhian smiled, silently complaining in his heart, deciding to give Bai Ruoxi a good beating tonight.

"Just listen to what the Third Prince says, no one will care," he said with a smile, taking a sip of tea.

Now, those sect disciples have all received some help from Mu Zhi'an, so what makes the Third Prince spread rumors?

Actually, it's quite nice. When I'm tired from meditation and practicing, I can watch clown performances in the circus, which is quite interesting.

"Did Mu Lang receive the inheritance of fortune from Senior Linglong?" Bai Ruoxi suddenly asked.

Mu Zhian raised his hand and took out three palm-sized tokens from his storage ring.

Each token contains a wisp of purple energy.

Bai Ruoxi looked up at Mu Zhian with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "The Qi of Heaven?"

As one of the holders of the Heavenly Dao Qi, Bai Ruoxi naturally sensed its aura at first glance.

Without a doubt, each of these three tokens contains a wisp of the Heavenly Dao.

Bai Ruoxi stared at the three palm-sized tokens. After a moment, she raised her eyes and said, "Although these three strands of Heavenly Dao Qi are not much, they will be of great benefit to your future cultivation. I will protect you and help you absorb them into your body."

"I don't need it." Mu Zhian gently shook his head.

He will be able to obtain more Heavenly Dao Qi from the Spirit Dragon. The three tokens also contain the secrets of Qi inheritance. It would be a waste to consume them simply to absorb Heavenly Dao Qi.

"Sister Mengrou, try absorbing it into your body today." Mu Zhian handed one of the tokens to Wei Mengrou.

Wei Mengrou silently accepted the token, then looked up at him and saw a bright smile on his face. He continued, "If one isn't enough, just tell me."

Wei Mengrou hesitated for a moment, then finally parted her lips slightly and whispered, "Thank you."

Although she knew that her young master would often secretly look at her body with strange eyes, Wei Mengrou still found it hard to refuse Mu Zhian's good intentions.

Because she could clearly sense the young master's sincerity.

Although he seemed to be genuinely in love with the other girls as well...

Bai Ruoxi watched the conversation between the master and servant, silently picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and said nothing.

Suddenly, she realized that Mu Zhian was staring intently at her. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyes, shyly whispering, "What's wrong? Why is Mu Lang staring at me?"

Mu Zhian reached across the table and gently placed his hand on the back of Bai Ruoxi's hand.

"Ruoxi, I've missed you so much while I was away."

"You've only been gone for less than half a day," Bai Ruoxi glanced at him and said quietly.

"A day apart feels like three autumns. If you think about it, it's normal to miss you if we haven't seen each other for half a day."

Mu Zhian gazed at Bai Ruoxi's pretty face.

In the sunlight, her face was as smooth and flawless as a piece of jade. Although she was a classical beauty with a cool and aloof temperament, when facing her lover, her peach-blossom eyes would be filled with sparkling mist, making her alluring and seductive.

The phrase "beauty is food for the eyes" perfectly describes this moment.

If Bai Ruoxi were dressed in modern clothes, she would probably be the unattainable campus belle of a prestigious university in everyone's eyes, with long hair flowing down her back, wearing a simple T-shirt and a white pleated skirt, revealing a pair of straight, jade-like legs, and probably two plump breasts protruding in front of the T-shirt.

Wei Mengrou glanced coldly at Mu Zhian, her eyes filled with disdain.

"Yeah, Sister Mengrou really looks at me with that disdainful look she gives a scumbag..." Mu Zhian enjoyed Wei Mengrou's disdainful gaze, while holding Bai Ruoxi's soft little hand.

Noticing that Wei Mengrou got up and left gracefully the next moment, Mu Zhian simply sat down next to Bai Ruoxi and gazed at her face.

Her beautiful, snow-white jawline, her straight nose, and her alluring cherry-like lips were slightly pursed, glistening with moisture from the tea she had just drunk.

Mu Zhian placed his hands on her shoulders, lowered his head slightly, and wanted to taste the remaining tea on Bai Ruoxi's lips.

Bai Ruoxi, however, was a little shy and tried to gently push Mu Zhian away, whispering, "Don't do this in the courtyard..."