It turns out, they were the main characters.

"Master even knows about such a small thing?" Lan Mulian asked softly.

Her voice remained calm, but for some reason, it seemed to contain a hint of emotion that she had never felt before.

I never expected that the sect leader would know about my passing paper cranes with others lately... Even though it should have been a trivial matter for my master.

“The paper cranes fly to this back mountain every day, even a fool would know that.” The sect leader glanced over and only then saw her face clearly.

Her long, black hair cascaded down to her waist, with sideburns falling onto her classically delicate oval face, giving her a clean and flawless three-dimensional appearance when viewed from the side.

The sect leader sat down at the tea table, his long legs crossed, and rested his chin on his hand as he looked at his disciple.

His long, slender fingers tapped the table lightly, while his other hand supported his chin. His gaze lacked authority, as if he were deep in thought.

"Are they Daoist partners?" the sect leader asked.

Lan Mulian gently shook her head: "I just threw down a paper crane before. It seems that someone picked it up later, and then chatted with the person for a while in my spare time, but we are not Daoist partners."

"But I haven't received any paper cranes in the last two days?"

Lan Mulian pursed her cherry lips, lowered her eyes slightly, and said softly, "Perhaps he is busy with other things and has no time to reply."

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to sense something and turned her head to look outside the elegant pavilion.

She could feel her "magic weapon" returning to her side.

"Looks like your paper crane has returned."

As the sect leader spoke, her beautiful eyes inadvertently glanced in a certain direction outside.

...a natural furnace.

If I become a disciple of a sect in the future, I'm afraid I'll be fought tooth and nail by those female elders.

The sect leader slowly shook his head, brewed a pot of tea, picked up a black piece with his fingertips, and leisurely began to play chess.

A one-man game of chess.

……

After leaving the elegant pavilion, Lan Mulian raised her hand and conjured a cloud in the sky.

The clouds seemed to come alive and rested at her feet.

She stood on a cloud, drifting slowly towards the direction of the paper crane.

As they passed a certain mountain peak, the disciples training below couldn't help but look up.

"Look, it's Senior Sister Lan..."

"At the age of twenty-three, she has reached the peak of the Refining Spirit Realm, and is only one step away from reaching the Returning to the Void Realm and becoming a terrestrial immortal... Senior Sister Lan's talent is truly too strong."

"And she's beautiful too, isn't she? If I could marry such a beauty... it would be worth it even if I had to live twenty or thirty years less." A disciple murmured with emotion.

"Shh... Keep your voice down, do you want to get beaten up by others later?" A fellow disciple whispered a warning.

Only then did the disciple realize that as his voice fell, dozens of unfriendly gazes suddenly appeared around him.

He glanced gratefully at his senior brother, not daring to say anything more, and just stared blankly as the alluring woman gradually walked away.

Only then did he reluctantly turn his gaze away, letting out a soft sigh of regret.

Such a woman was destined to be estranged from the disciples of this sect.

……

"These paper cranes actually came from the Liangyi Sect... So the person who wrote to me before, could they be the daughter of some kind of head?"

At this moment, Mu Zhian, standing on his flying sword, looked up at the distant peak and couldn't help but wonder to himself.

He couldn't help but doubt the possibility of this, because it was not hard to judge from the tone of the paper crane owner's previous conversation that the other party must have grown up in a rather privileged environment.

He just didn't expect that the other party was actually a disciple of the Liangyi Sect.

Moreover, it is not difficult to see from the words and actions in the letter that the other party must have held a high position in the Liangyi Sect.

I wonder if I'll have a chance to see him/her during the next sect assessment...

Also, Sister Mengrou said that the man in black robes seemed to react to the paper cranes... Could it be that the other party also has some connection with the Liangyi Sect?

Mu Zhian shook his head slightly, no longer thinking about it, and said, "Sister Mengrou, the Liangyi Sect is just ahead. Let's go back."

If someone were to trespass into the Liangyi Sect before becoming a disciple, they could face considerable trouble.

Mu Zhian wasn't foolish enough to recklessly trespass on someone else's sect.

Wei Mengrou nodded slightly and turned to leave.

At this moment, as if sensing something, she paused her flying sword in mid-air and slightly turned her head to look behind her.

Mu Zhian followed the direction and looked over.

In the distant horizon, a woman in a white dress seemed to be riding on a cloud, slowly drifting towards them.

Mu Zhian was not surprised by this, after all, they were already near the foot of Liangyi Sect's mountain, so it was not surprising that they would be noticed.

However, they did not trespass into the Liangyi Sect, so as long as they explain to them, there should be no problem.

Just as Mu Zhian raised his head, he saw the woman gracefully appear before them.

A thin veil concealed her beautiful and charming face, revealing her exquisite and curvaceous figure, exuding an undeniable aloof and glamorous beauty.

Mu Zhian was quickly attracted to this female cultivator.

Then, his gaze suddenly froze slightly, falling on the paper crane in her hand.

Hmm...? Paper cranes?

Mu Zhian discovered the blind spot.

Then, a strange feeling crept into his heart, and he secretly glanced at the woman in the white dress in front of him again.

To be honest, he was a little unsure of the other person's identity. The owner of the paper crane in the letter spoke in a tone that sounded like a lively young lady, but the woman in front of him exuded an aloofness that kept people at arm's length.

There's simply no way to connect the two.

At this moment, Wei Mengrou spoke up, "We are just passing through this place and have not entered the sect."

Lan Mulian gave a soft "hmm," speaking sparingly.

She had only come out to look for the paper crane when she happened to notice someone outside the sect, so she came over to take a look.

As he spoke, he glanced at Wei Mengrou unintentionally.

He was accompanied by a maidservant at the Refinement Realm... Judging from this, the young man must be the eldest son of some family.

He seems to have some talent...

He's only at the Qi Refining stage... It seems he's talented but lazy.

Lan Mulian shook her head inwardly, losing interest in the two of them, and said, "If you two have nothing else to do, you should leave as soon as possible."

Having said that, she had no intention of chatting with the two of them any longer and was about to leave on a cloud.

Seeing this, Mu Zhian suddenly spoke up: "Senior sister, since you're already down the mountain, why not take this opportunity to run away from home?"

Lan Mulian's departing figure visibly paused.

She slowly turned her head and looked at Mu Zhian. Beneath the thin veil, a hint of surprise appeared in her clear and beautiful eyes.

Mu Zhian also took in the woman's reaction and found the answer in his heart.

It seems she really is the owner of the paper cranes...

Chapter 27 Thank you for the invitation. I'm currently at the Liangyi Sect, just disembarked from my flying sword.

Lan Mulian's steps slowly came to a stop, and she turned her head slightly to look at the boy behind her.

A pair of clear, icy eyes revealed surprise. The thin veil could not conceal her elegant and refined beauty. Her cherry lips were slightly pursed as she softly said, "It's you?"

The conversation between the two was very brief, and an ordinary person would probably not understand what they were saying at all.

But Mu Zhian understood.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that everything was already proven from the moment Lan Mulian reacted to the words "running away from home".

However, he was still somewhat surprised, because even Mu Zhian had never expected that the true identity of the paper crane's owner was actually a disciple of the Liangyi Sect.

And judging from this, their seniority seems to be quite high...

Lan Mulian continued, "You two must be from a prominent family in a nearby city, right? Why have you come here?"

The Liangyi Sect is backed by the World Sea. If you go around the Liangyi Sect for several hundred miles, you will reach the legendary World Sea.

That sea was vast and boundless; even if ordinary cultivators flew for two or three days without sleep, they still couldn't see its end. Logically speaking, they shouldn't have wanted to go to the World Sea.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Zhian decided to tell the truth and said, "Actually, we came to the vicinity of Liangyi Sect to look for a medicinal herb. It is said that the Beast King Vine can only be found near Liangyi Sect?"

"You want the Beast King Vine?" Lan Mulian raised an eyebrow and said, "What do you need this for? The Beast King Vine is used to refine pills for seriously injured patients. Does someone in your family fall seriously ill?"

Mu Zhian sighed softly, "This is a long story, but the Beast King Vine is of great significance to me."

As he spoke, he looked up at the woman in front of him and asked, "Senior sister, do you know where around here I can find Beast King Vine?"

"I am not your senior sister." Lan Mulian's voice was clear and cold, and her white dress fluttered, giving people a feeling of being unapproachable.

She is as ethereal and aloof as a fairy in a painting.

She continued, "Besides, I don't know where to find the Beast King Vine."

Wei Mengrou, who was listening to their conversation, said softly, "Let's go back first."

"Wait a minute."

Mu Zhian lowered his voice and said something to the maid beside him, then looked up and smiled, "Senior sister, I know a friend who has been struggling with her family for almost a week. She has mentioned wanting to leave the family in her letters, but she has only talked about it and never actually taken any action... I wonder if you have any impression of her?"

Lan Mulian flicked a strand of hair with her slender fingertips, lowered her eyes slightly, and said calmly, "I don't know her."

After a moment of silence, she glanced at Mu Zhian casually, then sighed softly, "How should I address this young master?"

“Mu Zhian”.

Lan Mulian nodded slightly and said reservedly, "Young Master Mu, I can give you the Beast King Vine, but may I ask if you have been busy with other matters these past few days?"

Is this because I didn't reply to your letter that you're angry...? Mu Zhian knew the answer in her heart.

He sighed, “Actually, one of my uncles, with whom I have a good relationship, has been seriously ill in bed for the past two days. I’ve been trying to find ways to help him. Tonight, I finally managed to go home during a break, and the first thing I did was go to my study. I just hope to reply as soon as possible so that the owner of the paper crane won’t worry.”