It turns out, they were the main characters.

After Ye Lingxuan finished speaking, she continued to ask, "How are you feeling now?"

Those usually calm eyes were now filled with concern.

Mu Zhian snapped out of his daze, looked down at the paper crane in his palm, and shook his head in a somewhat dejected manner.

"fine……"

"It's nothing..." he murmured softly.

While looking at the contents of the paper crane, he felt for a moment that the surrounding environment had changed, as if shrouded in a thin mist.

At first, I thought everyone was in that thin fog.

But now it seems that it wasn't that the surrounding environment changed, but that I had fainted after looking at that letter and had just had a dream.

There was another woman in my dream... Although I can't remember what she looked like, if this letter was left by the Primordial Witch, then the woman I saw in my dream must have been the Primordial Witch.

"Young Master Mu, may I take a look at that letter?" Tang Sufei suddenly said.

Mu Zhian barely managed to suppress the chaotic thoughts in his mind, nodded slightly, and handed the letter to the saintess who came from the World Sea.

"Brother Gu, do you know what the Primordial Witch's real name is?" Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

Gu Hua and Tang Sufei were looking at the words written in the letter when they heard this. Gu Hua immediately shook his head, his tone filled with regret: "We don't know. In the end, the reason why the cultivators in the World Sea called her the Primordial Witch seems to be because they did not know her real name and very few people had ever seen her."

After he finished speaking, with a hint of resentment, he picked up the black box and examined it carefully for a long time.

A black box, stored deep in the world's ocean, left behind no inheritance or even any cultivation techniques, only the primordial witch's longing for someone...

Thinking of this, and considering that they had traveled a long way to Liangyi Sect, Gu Hua felt even more depressed.

At this moment, Ye Lingxuan suddenly asked, "When did this black box end up in the World Sea?"

“About ten thousand years ago,” Tang Sufei said.

Then, as if she had guessed what Ye Lingxuan was going to say, she immediately shook her head and said, "Impossible. Even the Primordial Witch could not have deduced the secrets of heaven ten thousand years ago, let alone calculated that this black box would eventually fall into the hands of a destined person who could open it."

As she said this, her gaze toward Mu Zhian was filled with a strange look.

But there's something else that's equally concerning right now.

From the past to the present, no one has been able to open this black box, but Mu Zhian opened it... Moreover, the black box did indeed resonate with Mu Zhian. Does that mean that Mu Zhian is the person recognized by the Primordial Witch, and the black box was left for him?

But the black box, which had been stored for tens of thousands of years, contained only a sentence and a peach blossom... This is too strange.

Moreover, how could a junior cultivator who has only been in the Liangyi Sect for less than half a year possibly be involved with the Primordial Witch who has been missing for nearly ten thousand years?

Mu Zhian stared at the black box in Gu Hua's hand, then looked down at the peach blossom in his hand, a dark look appearing in his eyes.

Tang Sufei is right. Even a powerful expert at the Dao Integration Realm cannot predict the future or foresee what will happen ten thousand years from now.

In the past, the Azure Emperor and other chief ministers have said similar things: deducing heavenly secrets will backfire, and the longer the timeline of the deduction, the greater the backfire.

No matter how stunningly beautiful the Primordial Witch was, she couldn't possibly be so extravagant as to predict what would happen ten thousand years in the future, starting from ten thousand years ago.

Mu Zhian looked up at the two men and said, "Gentlemen, could you lend me this black box for a few days?"

“There are still many mysteries in the black box that have not been solved. If I make any new discoveries after I return, I will contact you both,” Mu Zhian continued.

Gu Hua and Tang Sufei exchanged a glance, seemingly communicating telepathically, which caused the villa to remain silent for a long time.

Mu Zhian didn't urge them, but patiently waited for the two to finish their discussion.

Ye Lingxuan lowered her eyes slightly, a hint of unease flashing in them, as if she were worried about something.

Suddenly, she felt a warm hand gently enveloping her.

Ye Lingxuan subconsciously turned her head to look, and Mu Zhian gave her a reassuring smile, softly transmitting his voice, "Don't worry, I will always be by your side."

So quickly put away your Lock of Desolate Time... Mu Zhian glanced at the Lock of Desolate Time on Ye Lingxuan's sleeve, his eyes filled with a hint of apprehension.

Seeing the smile on Mu Zhian's face, Ye Lingxuan was momentarily stunned, but quickly followed suit with a faint smile.

That's true. Regardless of whether the Primordial Witch knew Brother Mu or not, or whether the contents of the letter were a greeting to him... at least for now, he's right beside her.

Even if the Primordial Witch hadn't died and actually knew him, she could still keep Brother Mu by her side in the future.

After all, the Lock of Desolate Time had already locked onto Mu Zhi'an when it recognized its master that day.

No matter where Mu Zhian is, she can always find him.

In the future, she might even be able to bring Mu Zhian back to her side directly using the Lock of Desolate Time.

Thinking of this, Ye Lingxuan's delicate and alluring face revealed a gentle smile, which made Gu Hua, who was discussing the black box with Tang Sufei via telepathy, stare blankly.

"Gu Hua, don't forget we're talking about serious matters right now," Tang Sufei reminded him secretly via telepathy.

Gu Hua then regained some composure and shook his head helplessly.

Even the world's holy son, who had received a good education since childhood, felt a pang of jealousy when he saw the sweet smile that this forbidden zone saintess showed only to Mu Zhian.

He forced himself to gather his thoughts and transmitted his voice, "What does the Holy Maiden think?"

"The black box doesn't react to either of us. If we could unlock its secrets, we would have done it long ago."

Tang Sufei transmitted her voice: "The fact that this black box resonated with Mu Zhi'an means that the Primordial Witch has recognized Mu Zhi'an. I think it wouldn't hurt to let him give it a try."

"It's not bad for us either."

Gu Hua pondered for a moment, then finally nodded slightly.

"It seems the two of you have already made up your minds?" Mu Zhian guessed the general idea after seeing this scene.

Tang Sufei looked up at Mu Zhian and said, "Young Master Mu, if you can unlock the secrets within this black box, I can guarantee that the World Sea will always be your friend in the future. If you need anything, just ask."

Who were the peach blossoms and letter in the black box meant for? What secrets might they hold? These are questions that both of them, and indeed the entire world, want to know.

Since Mu Zhian has a connection with this black box, perhaps he really can solve this mystery.

Mu Zhian nodded seriously and agreed: "Please rest assured, I can swear that if there is any legacy left by the Primordial Witch in this black box, I will put it back into the black box intact."

With Mu Zhi'an's guarantee and even the witness of the Great Dao, the two naturally felt much more favorably toward Mu Zhi'an's generosity.

After chatting with him for a while, Gu Hua finally couldn't help but ask telepathically, "Brother Mu, what exactly is your relationship with Miss Ye? I seem to have heard that you already have a Daoist partner..."

“Lingxuan is my beloved younger sister,” Mu Zhian transmitted his voice.

Gu Hua's eyes flickered slightly: "What if someone were to pursue her—"

Mu Zhian was taken aback: "I was just saying something superficial, and you actually believed me?"

I was just saying something casually, and you actually want to be my brother-in-law?

Gu Hua: "..."

He quickly regained his senses and smiled nonchalantly: "See you at the Ascension Ceremony."

……

After watching the two leave, Mu Zhian put the peach blossom and paper crane back into the black box.

Because of what happened today, Mu Zhian was no longer in the mood to 'guide' Ye Siyu. After chatting with Ye Lingxuan for a while in the villa, he took the black box and prepared to leave.

"Brother Mu, I don't know if the Lock of Desolate Time will still be able to lock you during this trip to the Martial World, so you must be careful," Ye Lingxuan suddenly reminded him.

There are restrictions from formations in the martial arts world, and elders from the Liangyi Sect are secretly monitoring her, so it's naturally not convenient for her to take action.

After all, most people don't know that Ye Lingxuan possesses an ancestral artifact. At the Ascension Conference, the Lock of Desolate Time will be one of her biggest trump cards.

Mu Zhian paused slightly, turned around and looked at her, smiling gently, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

"Tell Sister Siyu that I have some things to do today and won't be able to see her," Mu Zhian continued.

After seeing Ye Lingxuan nod obediently, Mu Zhian turned and walked out of Dexin Garden.

Only then did the smile on her face fade slightly, and she silently took out the paper crane she had received not long ago.

The handwriting alone is not enough to identify the Primal Witch, but if the phrase "long time no see" in the paper crane was addressed to him, then it means that the Primal Witch knows him.

The phrase "long time no see" sounds more like someone consciously greeting him.

Even a powerful expert at the Dao Integration Realm couldn't possibly foresee ten thousand years in the future and know that this black box would eventually fall into his hands.

What if it's someone who has been reborn?

If one is a reborn being, then all of this can be explained.

The title of 'Reborn One' wasn't just a random occurrence; there really was a reborn person around me, but she only came to light today…

It's even quite possible that the Primordial Witch is still alive!

Just as Mu Zhian was lost in thought, he suddenly felt that the paper crane in his hand seemed to react, as if it wanted to break free from his grasp.

Mu Zhian subconsciously released the paper crane, and saw it fly away from his palm, gracefully flying in a certain direction.

Does this paper crane have its own consciousness, or was it programmed with some kind of 'set' a long time ago, and is now planning to find its owner?

Or perhaps... the Primordial Witch is actually within the Two Elements Sect?!

Mu Zhian felt a jolt of fear and immediately summoned his flying sword, following closely behind the paper crane, his heart filled with trepidation and curiosity about the unknown.

Less than half a minute later, he saw the paper crane fly into a grotto within the Glazed Palace.

Mu Zhian then looked at the plaque above the cave dwelling.

Tianhe Garden.

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The paper crane, enveloped in a deep black mist, slowly flew into the depths of Tianhe Garden.

Mu Zhian followed closely behind on his sword, his heart filled with astonishment and doubt, his eyes fixed on the paper crane that now seemed to have gained self-awareness.

If the previous guesses were correct, then the Primordial Witch is very likely a reincarnated being!

Now, the paper crane left behind by the primordial witch ten thousand years ago has flown into Tianhe Garden on its own, seemingly intending to find someone who lives there.

Could it be that the Primordial Witch is still alive, and lives in Tianhe Garden?!

Mu Zhian's mind was in complete disarray. After entering the villa, he raised his hand to put away his flying sword and followed closely behind the paper crane.

It is winter in Kyushu, and a thin layer of snow covers the ground, with snowflakes falling from the sky accompanied by the howling wind.

The paper crane swayed gently like a small boat on the sea, as if it could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

But it remained completely dry, and black mist swirled around the paper crane as it drifted away along the quiet path.