It turns out, they were the main characters.

The old emperor frowned, tapping his knuckles lightly on the table.

After a short while, a secret agent wearing a black veil arrived at the back of the Taoist temple, bowed his head respectfully, and clasped his hands, saying, "Grand Preceptor, Your Majesty!"

The old emperor put down the case file, his voice stern and authoritative, and said, "I ordered you to investigate Mu Zhian's background, so why is there no mention of his parents' affairs in this case file?"

The spy paused for a moment, then immediately said, "Your Majesty, I should have included information about Mu Zhian's parents in the case file..."

"Where is it written?" the old emperor asked.

Upon hearing this, the spy boldly stepped forward, took out one of the case files, and said while flipping through it, "Mu Zhian's parents are very strange. I asked some people in Tianxuan City before, and they all knew the Mu family and knew who the head of the Mu family was, but when I asked what the head of the Mu family was called, no one knew."

The old emperor asked doubtfully, "Does nobody know the names of Mu Zhi'an's parents? Then who manages the Mu family's household?"

“The elders of the Mu family, and also Mu Zhian, who used to live in Tianxuan City,” the spy said.

"Another strange thing is that not only the people in Tianxuan City, but even the members of the Mu family do not know the name of their clan leader."

The detective searched through the case files faster and faster, and a hint of surprise and doubt gradually appeared in his eyes.

The spy looked up at Gu Boxing and said, "Grand Preceptor, may I take a look at the case file you have?"

Gu Boxing glanced at him and handed the case file to the secret agent.

The detective frantically searched through the case file, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He muttered to himself, "How is this possible? I clearly wrote down Mu Zhian's parents' background information in there... Why can't I find it now?"

A hint of gloom crept into the old emperor's eyes.

If such an important task could be overlooked so easily, then this secret agent's job is probably done for now.

Gu Boxing stared silently at the spy, his spiritual sense sweeping over him, and then a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

The spy wasn't lying... In his mind, he had indeed included Mu Zhian's parents' information in the record.

If that's the case, why isn't it in the case file?

Gu Boxing frowned slightly, and after a long while, as if he had thought of something, his body slowly shivered.

"Alright, you may leave now," Gu Boxing said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, the spy subconsciously glanced at the old emperor.

Upon seeing the old emperor wave his hand, the spy breathed a sigh of relief, bowed respectfully, and left the Taoist temple.

If things had gone wrong just now, he might have faced the danger of being beheaded. Gu Boxin's words indirectly saved his life.

"It seems this spy is no longer useful. Have someone dispose of him," the old emperor said calmly.

Gu Boxing was silent for a moment, then said, "Perhaps it's not that the spies didn't write it down, but that they wrote it down and then disappeared on their own."

A hint of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty. He looked at Gu Boxing and said, "Does the Imperial Advisor mean that the contents of the case file have disappeared on their own?"

"But how is that even possible..."

"The immortal arts of cultivators are far more terrifying than you imagine, Your Majesty."

Gu Boxing raised his hand to smooth out the wrinkles in the case file and said quietly, "If someone has shielded the secrets of heaven and hidden the identities of Mu Zhian's parents, then the things involved in this cursed body may be much bigger than you and I can imagine."

"Is the Imperial Advisor confident that he can resolve this matter?" the old emperor asked.

“Not now.” Gu Boxing paused, a hint of confidence in his eyes.

"But if the rules of heaven and earth change again after a period of time, I will be able to advance to the Dao Integration stage by borrowing the power of faith from all living beings. At that time, the Great Qian Dynasty will naturally be able to become strong again."

Even now, if he were to fight desperately, he could still barely put up a fight against a Dao-merging expert by burning his faith power.

The old emperor seemed to be deep in thought, then suddenly said, "By the way, the Imperial Advisor just mentioned the Body of Misfortune. Could it be that he has already discovered who the owner of the Body of Misfortune is?"

Gu Boxing shook his head speechlessly and sighed, "Your Majesty, now that you're cultivating the Dao, your memory shouldn't have deteriorated to this extent. Didn't I just tell you before? This time, I discovered the Body of Misfortune in the Martial World, and that person is—"

The sound suddenly paused.

A hint of confusion flashed in the eyes of the current imperial advisor.

Who is this "Body of Misfortune" again...?

After a brief moment of confusion, Gu Boxing suddenly felt a sense of fear, as if he were being indifferently looked down upon by a high and mighty god, and cold sweat poured down his back.

At that moment, he finally realized something.

This is probably not as simple as someone erasing the contents of the case file; rather, it's that Mu Zhian's parents were 'shielded' by a mysterious force.

And now, their memories of the 'Unlucky Body' are being forcibly erased!

……

"Isn't this Young Master Mu? What brings you to my villa so early this morning?"

Huang Manting sat with her legs crossed, her delicate black embroidered shoes swaying, one hand supporting her chin, a touch of crimson in the corner of her eyes adding a unique allure.

She raised her eyes and looked at Mu Zhian at the door, her voice soft and melodious.

"Miss Huang, have you returned after passing the martial arts world's assessment?" Mu Zhi'an asked with a smile.

"I barely managed to get ten points and passed the martial arts assessment ahead of schedule." Huang Manting gently tossed a strand of hair with her fingertips and chuckled, "But compared to your little girlfriend, I'm still far behind."

Mu Zhian smiled without saying a word, thinking to himself, "You, a beautiful snake in the Dao Integration Realm, went to the Martial World to participate in the Martial World Assessment. If you really wanted to, how could you pass the assessment slower than Ruoxi?"

It was obvious that the demon queen's spirit currently attached to Huang Manting's body was deliberately hiding its true intentions, not wanting to attract too much attention.

As for why the other party would appear openly within the Liangyi Sect, Mu Zhian had no idea, nor did he want to know.

"Your Majesty, there is something I do not understand. May I ask you for your guidance?" Mu Zhian raised his hand in a bow and said succinctly.

"Go ahead," Huang Manting said softly.

"Who asked you to come and assist me yesterday?" Mu Zhian asked.

There's not a single person in the entire Nine Provinces who could get the Demon Queen to lend a hand... unless it involves interests that even the Demon Queen herself is interested in.

The Demon Queen looked at Mu Zhi'an, smiled without saying a word, and captivated all living beings.

This meant she couldn't speak, or didn't want to answer... Mu Zhi'an understood and continued, "Your Majesty's help yesterday is deeply appreciated. However, is the Misfortune Body and the Great Qian Dynasty truly irreconcilable?"

Anyway, this is a matter for the Eastern Continent, not for your demon realm. You can talk about it now, right?

"The cursed body has indeed brought down several dynasties, but most of them are just witnesses. One person's luck cannot affect the fate of a dynasty; it is more a matter of the dynasty's own problems."

Huang Manting toyed with a strand of hair between her fingers, her alluring eyes fixed on Mu Zhian: "I know what you're thinking."

"If the Great Qian Dynasty sends someone to the Liangyi Sect to mention the Body of Misfortune, what if the sect actually hands over the Body of Misfortune for the sake of the people of the Eastern Continent... Are you thinking about this?"

Mu Zhian remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

“If the Liangyi Sect really hands the person over, you can come find me,” Huang Manting said with a smile. Her toes were adorned with black embroidered shoes, and her jade-like toes, which were as translucent as pearls, were painted with bright black nail polish, making them look as sweet as delicious chocolates.

Mu Zhian bowed and said, "I hope Your Majesty will give me your guidance."

Huang Manting glanced at Mu Zhian and smiled sweetly, "I can take you and your maid back to the demon realm."

"If they ultimately decide to sacrifice the Body of Misfortune for the sake of the Eastern Continent... I would be quite happy to accept you."

She placed a jade slip on the table: "If you have thought it through for the future, you can crush this jade slip, and I will take you away from Dongzhou."

The Demon Queen is truly kind. How could I, a mere nobody, be worthy of such kindness… Mu Zhian 'moved' and clasped his hands in thanks: “Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. However, if possible, I would still like to continue to provide you with intelligence within the sect.”

Huang Manting slowly sipped her tea, her every move seemingly exuding a unique charm, and she glanced slightly at Mu Zhian.

"You are now of greater value than intelligence."

She paused, then murmured to herself, "Although I don't think she'll let you go."

……

Back at Tianhe Garden, Mu Zhian went straight to the door of Wei Mengrou's room.

His innate spiritual body can sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy in the room, and judging from the current situation, Wei Mengrou has successfully refined the Heavenly Dao Qi.

Mu Zhian pushed open the door and indeed saw the Heavenly Dao Qi that was obediently floating next to Wei Mengrou. Compared to the ominous aura it emitted before, the Heavenly Dao Qi now looked much 'gentler', at least it wouldn't make people think of it as an ominous thing at first glance.

"The refining was successful?" Mu Zhian looked at Wei Mengrou and smiled.

Wei Mengrou nodded slightly.

Unlike its resistance to Mu Zhi'an before, this Heavenly Dao Qi did not resist Wei Mengrou. Instead, it obediently followed her spiritual energy arrangements throughout the process and was eventually successfully absorbed by the cauldron, becoming a part of Wei Mengrou.

"As expected, Sister Mengrou is the most suitable for it." Mu Zhian said with a touch of emotion.

Wei Mengrou raised her hand to put away the Heavenly Dao Qi, then hesitated for a moment, looked at Mu Zhian, and said, "Thank you for this time... The martial world has caused you a lot of trouble."

Logically speaking, with Wei Mengrou's peak Refinement Spirit level strength, there should be no way she would need Mu Zhian's help, but this time, it was indeed Mu Zhian who helped Wei Mengrou in the martial world.

If those cultivators had been allowed to enter the area where Wei Mengrou was undergoing her tribulation, causing an even greater lightning tribulation, no matter how talented the maid was, she would not have been able to successfully pass the lightning tribulation of more than five people.

It was precisely because Wei Mengrou understood this that her feelings were so complicated at this moment.

He was actually saved by the master he had always looked down on.

"Was your tribulation a success or a failure?" Wei Mengrou suddenly asked.

Although she shielded Mu Zhian's aura along with hers at the time, this also meant that Mu Zhian did not undergo the tribulation at all... Under normal circumstances, failing the tribulation might result in a drop in rank.

If Mu Zhian's situation is considered a failed tribulation, then wouldn't his cultivation level also be...?

"It's already good that you were able to pass the martial arts world's assessment smoothly. After reaching a certain level, you can climb back up, so there's nothing to worry about," Mu Zhian said with a smile.

He was previously at the peak of the fourth rank of Refining Spirit, but after failing the tribulation this time, although he did not fall to the third rank of Refining Spirit, he is now barely at the initial stage of the fourth rank of Refining Spirit.

Seemingly sensing that the atmosphere in the room was somewhat subtle, Mu Zhian walked to the bedside and said with a smile, "Actually, the realm isn't that important. Anyway, the difference between the peak of the fourth level of Refining Spirit and the fourth level of Refining Spirit isn't that big. At most, you just need to cultivate for a while again."

"Besides, even if I'm only at the fourth level of the Refining Spirit realm, can't I still suppress Sister Mengrou?"

Wei Mengrou glanced at him sideways, naturally understanding the hidden meaning in Mu Zhian's words.

However, Mu Zhian's interruption made her feel a little better.

Mu Zhian didn't offer any more words of comfort. Instead, he placed one hand on Wei Mengrou's leg and, under Wei Mengrou's hesitant gaze, unconcernedly enjoyed this brief moment of warmth.

A gentleman does not take advantage of others in their time of need, but unfortunately, Mu Zhian is hardly a gentleman.

Besides, even without this incident, Wei Mengrou probably wouldn't have stopped him from doing so.

"The silk has a nice texture, but Mengrou's skin is already very good. Maybe next time she can try not wearing stockings..." Mu Zhian thought to himself.

At this moment, a soft and melodious voice suddenly came from the depths of Wei Mengrou's heart, pulling her back to her previous thoughts.

Mu Zhian noticed her unusual behavior and asked, "What's wrong, Sister Mengrou?"

“She wants to talk to you,” Wei Mengrou said.