It turns out, they were the main characters.

And now... the answer is quite obvious.

Ye Lingxuan smiled as she looked at her younger sister's shy face, but sighed softly in her heart.

What will Qian'er think if she finds out about her relationship with Brother Mu one day?

Perhaps I should make up my mind sooner and sit down and talk to her...

the other side.

While inwardly marveling at Miss Bai's fragrant and sweet appearance, Mu Zhian left the room and came to the courtyard, where he spoke:

"Sister Mengrou, could you give me a ride?"

As the voice faded, Wei Mengrou, dressed in a yellow dress, appeared silently in front of Mu Zhian, gazing at him.

Her pretty face held a hint of coldness as she asked, "Where are you going?"

She hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Aren't you afraid that admitting you possess the aura of the Heavenly Dao will make you a target for others?"

Mu Zhian raised an eyebrow and smiled, "This is the sect, and disciples will not do anything within the sect."

"The real trouble isn't the sect disciples, but the demon cultivators."

Wei Mengrou's eyes flickered slightly, and she whispered, "You mean... the first leader of Canghai Peak?"

The original purpose of the demon realm was to obtain the Qi of Heaven.

The Heavenly Dao Qi emanating from Mu Zhian and Bai Ruoxi are likely the targets of Ying Guhuan.

If we are targeted by such a being, even within the Liangyi Sect, we may face some trouble in the future.

Mu Zhian nodded slightly and said, "That's why I need to trouble Sister Mengrou to take me to Canghai Peak."

"I need to sit down and have a proper talk with Chief Minister Ying."

"Talk to her...? What do you want to do?" Wei Mengrou asked in surprise.

Knowing full well that there are demon cultivators in the back mountains of Canghai Peak, her young master actually plans to go to her on his own initiative?

"Use everything I can."

Mu Zhian looked at Wei Mengrou's delicate face and her puzzled expression, and chuckled softly.

"Including myself."

Chapter 155 Cultivating Immortality Requires Any Means! 4.5K

That evening.

Canghai Peak, in the back mountain.

Ying Guhuan sat with his legs crossed, leaning lazily against the throne, silently gazing out of the hall.

There are thirteen seats in the demon realm, and Ying Guhuan is ranked seventh.

The seats were not assigned according to strength, but rather according to the order in which they joined the demon realm.

A thousand years ago, when he was still in the Refining Essence Realm, Ying Guhuan had already left a poor village in the Northern Continent and joined the Demon Realm.

During his cultivation at the Divine Refinement Realm, he was favored by the Demon Queen and became the seventh seat in the Demon Realm, receiving a large amount of resources.

Few are favored by the Queen of the Demon Realm, and she is one of them.

In fact, Ying Guhuan was not the only demon cultivator in the Liangyi Sect. She had five trusted confidants, each hidden among the five main peaks.

These trusted confidants would not contact her on a regular basis, but would only report to her in special circumstances.

The last time I received intelligence from my subordinates was some time ago, late one night.

At the time, she only had one piece of information—Ye Yu's Heavenly Dao Qi had disappeared, and the two most suspicious people were Mu Zhi'an and Bai Ruoxi.

She had previously examined Mu Zhi'an and confirmed that he did not possess any Heavenly Dao Qi.

This means that Bai Ruoxi is the person most likely to possess the aura of the Heavenly Dao.

However, considering that the Heavenly Qi was not in a hurry to be withdrawn, and that she could not be sure of the authenticity of the situation, she had not made any move.

However, not long ago, Ye Yu also pointed out that Bai Ruoxi possessed the aura of the Heavenly Dao.

However, at that time, Mu Zhian admitted that the aura of Heaven was within him...

This is something that people can't help but care about.

When he examined his body, he didn't detect the presence of the Heavenly Dao Qi...

Suddenly, a young Taoist boy trotted in from outside the main hall, his voice as melodious as silver bells, "Master, there is a disciple outside requesting an audience."

Ying Guhuan, who was playing with a strand of hair, slightly raised her eyes and heard the young Taoist continue, "It is Mu Zhian, an inner disciple of the Library Pavilion. He said he has something important to report to you."

Normally, few people would disturb Ying Guhuan's cultivation in the back mountain. Even Yi Hao, the head of Canghai Peak, rarely disturbed his master's cultivation. Mu Zhian should be the first person to dare to disturb Ying Guhuan like this.

"Mu Zhian?"

Ying Gu Huan tapped her fingertips lightly on the edge of the chair, narrowed her eyes, and said in a soft, alluring voice, "Please let him in~"

After a short while, Mu Zhian, led by the young Taoist, entered the main hall and met Ying Guhuan, who had just finished bathing, in a side hall.

She wore a light red gauze dress, revealing a bit of her fair skin, and sat sideways on the chair, legs crossed, leisurely drinking tea.

She was charming and sexy, and the red gauze dress added a unique touch to her allure.

Ying Guhuan glanced at Mu Zhian, who was standing in front of the side hall, and said softly, "Young friend Mu, instead of taking care of your Daoist partner, why did you come to Canghai Peak to find me?"

"Does it mean you have something important to discuss with me?"

As he finished speaking, a hint of anticipation seemed to appear in his eyes.

Mu Zhian raised his hand in a bow and said, "This junior does indeed have something he would like to discuss with senior."

"What is it?" Ying Guhuan asked.

Mu Zhian did not answer, but glanced around and then said, "Please dismiss the others, senior."

Ying Guhuan raised his eyelids, gestured to the two young disciples, and after they left, he withdrew his gaze and invited Mu Zhian to take a seat.

"You're at the eighth level of Qi Refining, still a long way from the Spirit Refining Realm. You should focus on your cultivation; don't worry about anything else," she said softly.

His tone was full of an elder's love and concern for a younger generation, but deep in his eyes lay a burning passion, as if he had spotted his prey.

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhian smiled wryly and said, "I do want to cultivate in peace, but trouble always comes knocking... Senior saw what happened today. It's not that I want to cause trouble, but there are always people who want to take revenge on me."

Ying Guhuan chuckled and said, "Bai Ruoxi, Ye Lingxuan, and even Miss Ye Qian are all beauties that are hard to pursue even in the sect. Even the maidservant beside you is a great beauty."

"It's one thing to be close to one girl, but you're the opposite. You're intimate with so many people at the same time. No wonder some people hate you and even want to take revenge on you."

“Ye Yu and I didn’t get along back in Tianxuan City, and that’s not something I can control,” Mu Zhian said with a shake of his head.

"As for the Third Prince, it was actually during the sect assessment that he tried to harass my two younger sisters, which led to some conflict with him. But I never expected that he would use this method to frame the people around me."

“In this way, it’s naturally difficult for people to calm down and cultivate properly,” Mu Zhi’an said with difficulty.

Ying Gu Huan raised her eyebrows slightly, took a sip of tea, and made her lips more moist.

She switched legs, revealing long, snow-white legs beneath the red veil, and smiled faintly:

"As for the Third Prince, I will speak with the people in the Enforcement Hall. Even if he returns to the Great Qian Dynasty, he will be imprisoned. From now on, you will never see him again."

"What about Ye Yu?" Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

Ying Guhuan fell silent.

If Bai Ruoxi truly possesses the aura of the Heavenly Dao, then naturally she wouldn't sit idly by.

It seems I arrived just in time… Mu Zhian looked at this scene, a slight understanding dawning on him, and asked again, “Is the head seat the seventh seat?”

Ying Guhuan looked at Mu Zhian with surprise, seemingly somewhat taken aback. She narrowed her eyes slightly and asked, "How did you find out?"

"Your subordinate revealed it before he died," Mu Zhian said.

Ying Gu Huan gently lifted his chin with her slender, jade-like fingers, then stroked Mu Zhi'an's face with her delicate hand, and said with a charming smile, "You know too much. Aren't you afraid you won't be able to leave this hall today?"

Mu Zhian grasped the slightly cool, slender hand and looked at Ying Guhuan, saying, "This junior is utterly loyal to senior, as heaven and earth can attest."

The alluring woman chuckled and said, "Even if you report my affairs to the authorities, no one will believe you."

"Speak, what is it you want with me?" Ying Guhuan subtly withdrew her slender hand from Mu Zhian's grasp, gazing at him with tender eyes.

“Senior should have heard Ye Yu talk about the Qi of Heaven today,” Mu Zhian said.

Ying Guhuan nodded slightly, squinted and smiled, "I know that there is the Qi of Heaven in your cauldron."

After saying this, she casually asked, "Does Bai Ruoxi also possess the aura of the Heavenly Dao?"

Her soft, pleasant voice had a quality that made one's bones almost melt, causing even a pervert like Mu Zhian to feel a flutter in his heart and for a moment feel an urge to answer her truthfully.

However, the Heavenly Dao Qi within his body protected his spiritual consciousness, causing Mu Zhi'an to instantly regain his senses. When he looked at the alluring woman in the red dress, a hint of apprehension appeared in his eyes.

This demon cultivator's identity is unknown, but his level of charm is far superior to anyone he has ever seen before... except for that demon queen.

"There is only one Heavenly Qi, and it resides within me," Mu Zhian said sincerely.

Ying Gu Huan narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, gazing at Mu Zhi'an's handsome face. Her slender fingers traced the tea stains on the rim of her cup as she smiled faintly, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

“I am well aware of your intelligence, senior, and I have no intention of deceiving you.”

Mu Zhian gently put down his teacup, changed the subject, and said with a smile, "At your level, senior, the Heavenly Dao Qi should be of little use, right? After all, the Heavenly Dao Qi chooses its own master. If there is a Heavenly Dao Qi that recognizes you, senior, it will come to you in various ways even if you don't seek it out."

The so-called "coming to one's side" doesn't mean that the Heavenly Dao Qi will fly to its master on its own. Just like the Heavenly Dao Qi on Bai Ruoxi, in a sense, it was the Heavenly Dao Qi that ultimately chose Bai Ruoxi.

"The Heavenly Dao Qi that is forcibly obtained seems to have no use other than being sent back to the Demon Realm?" Mu Zhian asked.

“You’re right. Even if I obtained the Heavenly Dao Qi, I would only send it back to the Demon Realm.” Ying Gu Huan said with a faint smile, “But after sending it back to the Demon Realm, I will receive a reward from the Demon Realm. I can gain benefits from this, so why not?”

Her tone suddenly changed as she gazed at Mu Zhian: "Or can you offer me something even more tempting?"

Her voice carried a captivating languor, and her red dress seemed a little too small, failing to fully conceal her figure, only highlighting her curvaceous and alluring curves.

The delicate fragrance wafted gently into Mu Zhi'an's nose. Ying Gu Huan's beautiful hair fell like a ripe peach, making even someone like Mu Zhi'an, who used to frequent flower gardens, feel a little parched.

But he did not avoid Ying Gu Huan's gaze. Instead, under her gaze, he stared at the beautiful woman in the red dress with her gentle eyes and the fatal allure she exuded at that moment.

He mustered his courage and gently took the soft, slightly cool hand of the woman in the red dress.

"I can't offer any benefits; all I can offer is a sincere heart."

"There are many kinds of Heavenly Qi in this world, but only I can truly be of use to my seniors."