It turns out, they were the main characters.

After a while, Mu Zhian put on his clothes with practiced ease and left the room feeling refreshed.

It was already dusk when Mu Zhian, who had just left the room, quickly noticed a gaze filled with intense contempt, and looked over in that direction.

The maid in the yellow dress proudly pushed up the fabric of her dress, her voluptuous breasts bulging out, while she held the empty plate she had just used to feed the spirit dragon.

Clearly, she had just finished feeding Miss Linglong and happened to pass by, where she heard some noises coming from the room. After learning what had happened inside, she gave Mu Zhian that disdainful look, as if he were looking at an insect.

However, for Young Master Mu, Wei Mengrou's gaze did not instill any fear in him; on the contrary, it brought him a sense of pleasure.

"Sister Mengrou, I just fed Sister Linling... I mean, I just brought her food?" Mu Zhian greeted her with a smile.

Wei Mengrou hummed in response, too lazy to pay him any attention, and strode towards the kitchen.

"By the way, Sister Mengrou, do you still remember the bet?" Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

Wei Mengrou's body stiffened slightly, and a strange meaning appeared in her previously aloof expression.

She glanced at Mu Zhian and asked in as calm a tone as possible, "Have you thought about the bet?"

"Let's make this clear first, I will not agree to anything that crosses my bottom line."

She panicked... Mu Zhian smiled and nodded: "I know, I know. I know you very well. I won't let you do anything too outrageous."

"Come to my room after the plates are taken to the kitchen."

Under Wei Mengrou's gaze, which was filled with strong disdain and unease hidden in her eyes, Mu Zhian revealed a gentle and kind smile.

"I've already thought of the contents of the bet."

Chapter 240 Mu Zhian: Everything is for the Fairy! 5K

As night fell, the Liangyi Sect became somewhat deserted.

Once a cultivator reaches the Refining Spirit Realm, they can practice without rest. However, at this point in time, most cultivators will choose to meditate and cultivate.

Not far from the south bank lies a secluded paradise. In one of the villas, Regina is leaning back in a chair in her study, leisurely reading a book.

Behind Regina, an old man appeared silently.

Regina crossed her left leg over her right, rested her chin on her hand, and glanced sideways at the old man behind her.

"I know what you're trying to say, but I have my own plans."

“Niggati is very puzzled by your actions today,” the old man said slowly.

"So?" The sickly young lady pursed her alluring lips and said nonchalantly, "Did you come to see me because of Nigati?"

The old man slowly shook his head and said, "I just want to know why Miss protected Mu Zhi'an today."

The fact that Nanhuang sent Nigati and Regina this time naturally shows that they have confidence in their abilities.

But the Ascension Ceremony hasn't even started yet, and this incident has already happened between the two of them because of an outsider, which inevitably makes people a little worried.

Three Emperor-level medicinal herbs are so rare that even if you searched the entire Nine Provinces, you probably wouldn't find more than ten. That's why the Southern Wilderness is determined to obtain Emperor-level medicinal herbs.

It's no wonder that this kind of thing happened so soon after arriving at the Liangyi Sect, which is why the accompanying elder is having a headache.

The old man gazed into Regina's clear silver eyes and said slowly, "I know that you have your own ideas, and your decisions in the Southern Wilderness in the past have been almost without any mistakes. However, you should also be aware of the importance of the three Emperor-level medicinal herbs."

"I know."

Regina smiled gently and used her pinky finger to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

This movement is extremely elegant, and it is especially evident on Regina.

“However, Mu Zhian is currently the most important person in my heart,” she continued.

"Why--"

Just as the old man was about to ask a question, he heard Regina whisper something.

The old man was taken aback at first, then his eyes slowly widened, a hint of joy in them: "Is what the Holy Maiden said true?!"

All the Holy Maidens of the Southern Wilderness throughout history have been Soul Readers, and before reaching the Dao Integration Realm, they all have a weakness as a side effect. Even the Three Pillar Gods of the Southern Wilderness cannot solve this problem. Even if all the Emperor-level medicinal herbs in the Southern Wilderness are given to Regina, this weakness will still exist.

Despite this weakened state, Regina remained unmatched among her peers, sweeping aside numerous geniuses. She was the last hope for a peerless genius to break the rules of heaven and earth and enter the realm of enlightenment.

If what Regina said is true, and Mu Zhian can really make her Soul Reading Body become complete, then as long as she can step into the Dao Integration Realm in the future, her strength will probably surpass the current Three Pillar Gods.

Thinking of this, the old man took a slow breath and said, "I understand. I will explain things to Nigati."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Did Mu Zhi'an say when the transaction would take place?"

"And... how do we trade?"

Regina only said that Mu Zhian had a way to further evolve her physique, but she didn't mention that Mu Zhian was a natural furnace.

“After the Ascension Ceremony concludes,” Regina said.

The old man frowned slightly, clearly knowing what Mu Zhian was planning.

However, the other party's transaction time was reasonable.

"However, even though it's said that the Ascension Ceremony will end, emotional issues are sometimes beyond one's control."

Regina's lips curved into a faint smile.

A natural furnace... No wonder the sect leader of the Two Elements Sect agreed to the bet so readily that day.

With Mu Zhian around, the strength of his Daoist companion is probably far beyond most people's imagination.

"I'll find some time in the next few days to get to know him again." Regina gently put down the book in her hand.

If possible, bringing him back to the Southern Wilderness after this Ascension Ceremony and keeping him by my side in the future would probably be the best option.

The old man nodded slightly, then suddenly said, "By the way, Miss, I heard that the tremors in the Eastern Continent this morning were due to the emergence of the Sword Palace."

"Sword Palace?"

Regina frowned slightly and murmured to herself, "...What a coincidence?"

……

Tianhe Garden.

As night deepened, Mu Zhian sat in his room, holding a cup of tea in one hand while sizing up the maid in front of him, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Seemingly feeling a little uncomfortable under her gaze, Wei Mengrou's usually aloof face flushed slightly. She subconsciously pressed down on her skirt, her disdainful eyes coldly fixed on her young master.

Have you seen enough?

Mu Zhian was taken aback: "We've only just begun, how could we have seen enough already?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Wei Mengrou a few more times, secretly marveling to himself: stockings are truly one of the most wonderful inventions in the world.

At this moment, Wei Mengrou had changed into another outfit under Mu Zhian's instructions. The pale yellow cardigan with beautiful patterns accentuated her figure perfectly, while her long, round, and snow-white legs were covered in black and white stockings, which perfectly complemented the skirt.

Although the stockings are black and white, they look perfectly harmonious at this moment, instead adding to their alluring beauty.

"Is this the bet you were talking about?" Wei Mengrou asked coldly.

Mu Zhian smiled and nodded, glancing out the window at the leaves in the courtyard rustling gently in the wind.

"The weather has turned cold recently, and I only resorted to this tactic because I wanted what was best for Mengrou."

Wei Mengrou clearly didn't believe her, and simply gave her a sidelong glance.

"Why are you staring at me like that, Sister Mengrou?" Mu Zhian gently put down her teacup, admiring the maid's humiliated appearance. "This is Nirvana Silk. I just wanted to test its effectiveness. You may have misunderstood me a bit too much."

Wei Mengrou took a shallow breath and slowly exhaled, seemingly trying to calm her feelings of shame.

She then raised her eyes to gaze at him and asked, "And then?"

"What else do you need me to do?"

Although she was Young Master Mu's maid, Wei Mengrou was clearly arrogant. She had lost the bet and that was that; she wouldn't go so far as to cheat.

However... the glances Mu Zhian had been casting at her, whether intentionally or unintentionally, from the very beginning still made Wei Mengrou feel a little uncomfortable.

After all, he had always protected Mu Zhi'an from the shadows for many years, and had never even spoken a few words to him when Mu Zhi'an was still a playboy. This was the first time the two of them had been alone in a room like tonight.

Mu Zhian did not answer, but took a sip of tea slowly, and then looked at Wei Mengrou with an appreciative gaze.

Perhaps because she had been stared at, Wei Mengrou's porcelain-like face was now flushed with a lovely blush. Her thin yellow dress clung to her delicate body. She turned her face slightly, revealing the graceful curve of her fair neck. In the candlelight, one could vaguely see the exquisite and alluring collarbone beneath her jade-like neck.

The stockings accentuated the flesh around her legs, making them appear even more alluring with their perfect golden ratio.

It's a pity that high heels didn't exist in this era, otherwise it would have been a sure-fire killer... Mu Zhian couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Perhaps he could design it himself later and then ask someone else to do it... He couldn't help but feel a little restless when he thought of this.

Wei Mengrou parted her rosy lips slightly and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

She finally couldn't hold back any longer.

In the past, she had simply watched coldly as her young master flirted with girls, and she had always viewed it as a spectacle.

When she actually became a character in the play, she didn't know what to do.

If I had known, I shouldn't have agreed to his bet... Wei Mengrou suddenly felt a little regretful.

It's easy to see that Mu Zhian must have been confident when he brought up the bet.

However, the details of the bet that Mu Zhian mentioned at the time piqued her interest.

"Don't rush. You won't rest when you get back anyway, so why don't you sit down, have a cup of tea, and chat for a while?" Mu Zhian gestured to the chair next to him.

Normally, the maid would probably just give her a disdainful look and then casually leave the room.

But the bet wasn't over yet, and she could only suppress the shame welling up inside her and try to speak calmly, "Is there anything else you need?"

"Pour me a cup of tea first," Mu Zhian said, tapping his fingers on the table.

After Wei Mengrou poured the tea, she spoke again: "And then?"

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that Mu Zhian's gaze was fixed on him, as if he were admiring some rare gem.

Wei Mengrou's eyes remained cold, but deep within them lay a profound sense of shame.

Seemingly noticing Wei Mengrou's gaze, which seemed even more disdainful than usual, Mu Zhian snapped out of his thoughts, pondered for a moment, and then smiled, "Next, I'll trouble Sister Mengrou to serve me some tea."

Wei Mengrou picked up the teacup and placed it in front of him, saying in a slightly stammering tone, "Please, please have some tea..."

As she finished speaking, Wei Mengrou's gaze towards her young master held a deep chill.

This is bad. Mengrou is already like this before I've even gotten to the big point. If I were to suggest that she lift her skirt and stomp on it with a disgusted look... she'd probably think it's like we're going to die together.