It turns out, they were the main characters.

Just as the atmosphere was reaching its peak, Bai Ruoxi suddenly placed her slender hand against Mu Zhi'an's chest, opened her hazy eyes, and softly said, "Mu Lang, wait a moment..."

What are we waiting for... Mu Zhian originally wanted to suppress the beautiful Bai in one fell swoop, but then he heard her continue, "Let's try a different approach. I recently learned a very interesting new method from someone."

Mu Zhian's eyes flickered slightly, his interest piqued.

"What method?"

Bai Ruoxi gently pushed Mu Zhian away, then took out the love lock and said, "I might need Mu Lang's cooperation."

Mu Zhian was not very wary of Miss Bai, who seemed to have no ill intentions, and let the love lock land on his wrist.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Bai Ruoxi rummaging through her storage ring, a sight that filled Mu Zhian with both anticipation and a touch of doubt.

Logically speaking, Bai Ruoxi should have just returned from the martial arts world not long ago, and the girls around her are all quite innocent... Did Ruoxi learn a new way to play from someone?

Under Mu Zhian's expectant gaze, Bai Ruoxi took out a pair of white and black stockings from her sleeve.

"..."

For a fleeting moment, Mu Zhian's thoughts faltered.

He quickly came to his senses, his gaze slowly fixing on the stockings in Bai Ruoxi's hand.

At that moment, Mu Zhian's eyelids twitched wildly, and alarms blared in his mind.

"I borrowed this from Sister Mengrou."

The beautiful woman, seemingly without any ill intentions, gently stroked Mu Zhi'an's face with her cool, slender fingers, tilted her head slightly, and said softly, "Haven't you washed yet?"

Chapter 292 The First Demon Emperor's Ultimate Ascension (4K)

If it were before, Mu Zhian would probably be terrified to see this scene, but at this moment he remained calm and even smiled as he looked at Bai Ruoxi.

He maintained a calm demeanor as if a mountain were collapsing before him, yet beneath that calmness lay a hint of... helplessness, and a tenderness in his gaze towards Bai Ruoxi.

It fully showcases the beautiful image of a deeply affectionate young man.

"Does Mu Lang have nothing to say?" Bai Ruoxi gazed tenderly at Mu Zhi'an.

She had imagined that Mu Zhian would be surprised, flustered, or even apologize when he saw the stockings that were enough to serve as evidence, but Mu Zhian's helpless smile at this moment was beyond her expectations.

"Since Ruoxi already knows, then I have nothing more to say. Let's leave it at that." Mu Zhian sighed softly.

"What do you mean by that, Mu Lang?" Bai Ruoxi raised her eyebrows slightly.

Mu Zhi'an's reaction now is as if she is the one being unreasonable... but this should clearly be Mu Zhi'an's problem.

"Ruoxi, you should know that I refined that black Heavenly Dao Qi back then, right?" Mu Zhian lowered his eyes, looking at the love lock on his wrist.

Bai Ruoxi remained silent and listened to him continue.

"The Heavenly Dao Qi was originally suppressed within my innate furnace. Only when a little spiritual energy overflows can it be guided out of my body."

Bai Ruoxi frowned slightly and said, "Then can't you just take care of it yourself?"

Mu Zhian sighed softly, "If I could, I would like to... but the situation was urgent at the time, and it would have been faster to seek Mengrou's help than to solve it myself."

Let's be reasonable, right? Imagine you have a cold and aloof maidservant by your side, and she has confessed her feelings to you before. In that situation, it would be better to have Wei Mengrou help him with her small hands or by putting on black or white stockings, rather than trying to comfort him yourself.

Mu Zhian paused, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, "But that's true. No matter how you explain it, it was indeed my fault this time. Ruoxi can do whatever she wants, but I hope you can understand one thing."

Under Bai Ruoxi's puzzled gaze, Mu Zhian said affectionately, "You are my Daoist partner, and also the first girl I have ever deeply loved. No matter what, that will never change. Whether you hit me or scold me, as long as it makes you feel better, I'll do whatever you want."

Despite wanting to harden her heart, Bai Ruoxi's heart softened inexplicably when she saw Mu Zhian's sincere eyes.

Her gentle, peach-blossom eyes welled up with tears, and her elegant and charming face blushed slightly. She looked away and said softly, "Mu Lang is always like this... How can I punish you like this?"

The love lock in Mu Zhian's hand did not react, which meant that every word he had just said was sincere. It was precisely because Bai Ruoxi knew Mu Zhian's feelings that she softened at this moment.

She looked up and asked softly, "Who is the shepherd's favorite person?"

Mu Zhian gazed at the beauty before him, about to speak, when he saw Bai Ruoxi take out a pair of black stockings and say softly, "Sister Mengrou was wearing the gift you gave her when she helped you earlier, wasn't she..."

Just seeing the stockings in Bai Ruoxi's hand made Mu Zhian's heart flutter, and he couldn't help but think of the graceful figure of that aloof maid.

She's deliberately trying to make the love lock react so that she can be ruthless enough to punish me... Mu Zhian immediately realized Bai Ruoxi's thoughts.

Mu Zhian lowered his head slightly and buried his face in Bai Ruoxi's arms.

"Mu...Mu Lang...?" Miss Bai never expected Mu Zhi'an to suddenly attack her, so she was at a loss for what to do, her hands hovering behind Mu Zhi'an's head, unsure whether to hug him or not.

After fully experiencing the warmth of Nai Xi's heart, Mu Zhi'an said firmly in her arms, "My favorite is naturally Ruo Xi."

With this heart, this beautiful and gentle haven, and the faint fragrance emanating from her, what reason could one possibly have not to like Bai Ruoxi at this moment?

Bai Ruoxi glanced at the love lock, but still showed no reaction.

A sweet feeling immediately rose in her heart, and her eyes gradually became sparkling.

It seems like it's all sorted out... Mu Zhian breathed a sigh of relief.

The love lock on her wrist swayed slightly, as if protesting her dissatisfaction.

Mu Zhian had arranged the love lock perfectly.

Mu Zhian smiled with relief, not surprised by the result. He pressed his advantage, saying, "Ruoxi, the Martial Arts Assessment will end in two days, after which the Ascension Tournament will begin. We won't have much time left to chat like tonight, so we should cherish it... Why don't you unlock this love lock for me first—"

"No."

However, before she could finish speaking, Bai Ruoxi's soft and melodious voice gently rang in Mu Zhian's ear.

She gently stroked the back of Mu Zhian's head with one hand, looked down at the boy in her arms with tender eyes, felt Mu Zhian's soft breathing between her breasts, and said softly, "Although Mu Lang said a lot, I understand that you were in an emergency and needed to guide out the Heavenly Dao Qi as soon as possible."

She changed the subject: "But what's done is done. Even if it's Sister Mengrou, I'll still be jealous."

I understand the reasoning, but please let go... Mu Zhian tried to break free from Bai Ruoxi's grasp, but she held him tightly, giving him a real taste of what it meant to be covered in face wash.

Mu Zhian's breathing quickened, while Bai Ruoxi seemed unaware of what was happening, her gentle and pleasant voice continuing to echo in the room: "Since this is the perfect opportunity, please tell me all the details of last night, Mu Lang."

She raised her slender fingers and gently combed through Mu Zhi'an's soft hair, a gentle yet alluring smile curving her lips: "Perhaps, I can help you too?"

Her snow-white palace dress seemed to be stained with some black patterns, and a strand of fine hair fell on her snow-white and alluring shoulders, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

……

Late at night.

Mu Zhian sat in his study, staring blankly at his personal interface, contemplating life.

After a while, he subconsciously touched his waist, then silently took out two Rejuvenation Pills from his storage ring and put them into his mouth.

It's fortunate that I chose the path of strengthening my physical constitution when I was in the Refining Spirit Realm, otherwise who could withstand it several times a day?

He opened his personal profile and took a long look at his current title.

In addition to the titles we've seen before, we now see the words 'System Holder' among the titles.

To this day, he still doesn't know who obtained the system. What he is certain of is that it was the girl next to him, but who exactly is still unknown.

The title, which was originally hidden by a pink heart frame, now shimmered with five rather dazzling words: [Heroine of Destiny].

Actually, I'd rather be the male lead than the female lead... Mu Zhian sighed inwardly.

Just then, a cold laugh suddenly came from behind, as if someone was gloating.

Mu Zhian glanced at the maid beside him and said, "Ruoxi knows about that matter because you told her, right?"

Wei Mengrou glanced silently at her young master's personal interface and the five large characters 'Destined Heroine' written on it. She pursed her lips and said seriously, "I didn't tell her, she asked me."

“She happened to witness what was happening in the room,” Wei Mengrou continued.

"So you sold your young master? What happened to your vow to protect him with your life?" Mu Zhian was heartbroken, but his gaze couldn't help but drift towards Wei Mengrou.

Wei Mengrou glanced at Mu Zhian and said, "We've already wronged Ruoxi with what happened between us. If I were to keep it from her, I wouldn't be able to get over it myself."

After she finished speaking, she saw Mu Zhian looking at her silently, and a hint of unease appeared on her cool and pretty face. She said, "I'm sorry... but I had no choice but to tell her the truth in that situation."

The study fell silent once more, with only the faint sound of wind and snow outside.

After a long silence, Mu Zhian broke the silence, looked at Wei Mengrou, and said, "Sister Mengrou..."

"I suddenly realized that you look beautiful even without stockings."

Wei Mengrou: "..."

After a brief silence, Wei Mengrou looked down at Mu Zhian. Her face was as white and flawless as snow, her beautiful hair was draped over her slender waist, her yellow dress hugged her graceful and sexy figure, and her long, smooth, jade-like legs were exposed to the air, wearing a pair of snow-white ankle boots. At first glance, she gave people a cold and unapproachable feeling.

It was hard to imagine that Wei Mengrou had once used such beautiful legs to help him guide spiritual energy... Mu Zhian felt a bit emotional.

Noticing Mu Zhian's genuine praise, Wei Mengrou put her foot on the chair, a hint of disdain flashing in her bright and beautiful eyes, and said, "What, do you want to lick it?"

Mu Zhian smiled and said, "I'll give it a try next time if I have the chance."

"On the premise that Sister Mengrou doesn't mind."

Wei Mengrou seemed somewhat uncomfortable as she looked away, and said coldly, "Then I'm afraid I'll despise you as my master for the rest of my life."

“I don’t mind,” Mu Zhian said with a smile.

For Mu Zhian, the maid's disdain was one of the greatest pleasures in his life.

"Will there be any discomfort after refining the Qi of Heaven?" Mu Zhian changed the subject.

Wei Mengrou gently shook her head: "It's like it's become one with me, I don't feel anything at all."

"And... I seem to be able to pause time briefly now."

Zawarudo?

Mu Zhian asked in surprise, "How long?"

“Three seconds,” Wei Mengrou said.

"If one advances to the Void Returning stage, one should be able to continue improving within this timeframe."

"So, this is a battle-type Heavenly Dao Qi?" Mu Zhian pondered.

He then frowned and muttered to himself, "If I remember correctly, the Demon Queen should be collecting the Qi of Heaven, but she has never attacked you or me. That's a bit strange."

Upon hearing this, Wei Mengrou's eyes also showed a thoughtful expression, and then she gave Mu Zhian a strange look: "Do you know her? She helped you in the martial arts world back then because you knew each other, right?"

“I don’t have that much influence,” Mu Zhian shook his head and laughed. “Didn’t she say at the time that she was just doing it for someone else?”

Wei Mengrou clearly didn't believe it: "Who could possibly make the Demon Queen give her face?"

“There’s no such thing as simply selling face, so there must be some kind of transaction involved,” Mu Zhian said with a smile.