It turns out, they were the main characters.

Mu Zhian skillfully took one of her small hands in his.

The cool, soft touch of her small hands reminded Mu Zhian of the day Wei Mengrou used such small hands to help him cultivate his spiritual energy. He was even more moved and wished he could pin her down on the bed right then and there.

Mu Zhian suppressed his inner impulse and said softly, "Sister Mengrou, let's get some rest."

Despite trying her best to suppress the burning desire in her eyes, Wei Mengrou still sensed something. She glanced at Mu Zhian and warned in a low voice, "Let's make this clear first, we're still in the Ascension Ceremony, and there's a competition tomorrow. Even if you stay in your room, you can only meditate... You absolutely cannot do anything reckless."

He lowered his head slightly as he finished speaking.

Mu Zhian subconsciously glanced at Wei Mengrou's long, slender, white legs beneath her skirt, which appeared even more radiant against the backdrop of the yellow dress.

He subtly withdrew his gaze, nodded, and said earnestly, "Don't worry, Sister Mengrou, I know what I'm doing and I definitely won't do anything reckless."

Well... that's what they say, but at this moment Mu Zhian's eyes were already itching to act.

Moreover, even if they end up in bed together, it's not necessarily true that Mu Zhi'an took the initiative.

As for the so-called Ascension Tournament... with Mu Zhian's innate spiritual energy as a furnace, even if Wei Mengrou didn't sleep all night, her spiritual energy wouldn't weaken the next day.

After all, the spiritual energy boost from a naturally formed furnace is far greater than that from a cultivator's normal meditation and cultivation.

Seeing that Wei Mengrou seemed to lack the most basic trust between people, Mu Zhian simply took half a step forward, and then, under Wei Mengrou's suspicious gaze, bent down slightly, supporting her knees with one hand and placing the other hand on the back of her neck, and directly picked her up in his arms.

Wei Mengrou immediately realized what was happening, her beautiful eyes flashing with coldness, and gently pounded his shoulder: "Let go, I can walk by myself."

If it were a normal fight, Wei Mengrou would easily break free from such restraints. However, for some reason, her struggles today were extremely weak, and she was completely unable to break free from Mu Zhian's embrace.

The slight twisting of her body made it seem more like she was being coquettish.

It has to be said that the contrast between the usually aloof maid's helpless and shy demeanor and the shock of it made even someone like Mu Zhian, who was used to being surrounded by beautiful women, feel a flutter in his heart.

Noticing Mu Zhian's intense gaze, Wei Mengrou felt a surge of shyness, but her face remained icy as she tried her best to maintain her aloof image.

"Are you planning to break your promise?" she asked coldly, but she never dared to meet Mu Zhian's gaze.

Mu Zhian shook his head and laughed, "Of course not, we're really just sleeping together tonight... I absolutely won't do anything."

Although he himself didn't believe it, he certainly wouldn't do anything too outrageous these next few days.

After all, during the Ascension Ceremony, powerful forces from all over the Nine Provinces flocked in, and the sects are now a mixed bag.

Although I don't think anyone would dare to cause trouble in a place like the Liangyi Sect, some people are capable of anything for the sake of the Body of Misfortune.

"Is Sister Mengrou shy?" Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this, Wei Mengrou immediately glanced at him sideways, her disdainful gaze seeming to say: You think you can do this?

Mu Zhian smiled without saying a word, and held her affectionately in his arms, looking down tenderly into the maid's eyes.

As if to prove that she wasn't shy, Wei Mengrou's beautiful and bright eyes reflected Mu Zhian's handsome face, and their gazes met.

In the flickering candlelight, Wei Mengrou's eyes seemed to gleam.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Mengrou tightened her grip on Mu Zhian's arm, her fingernails seemingly digging into his skin.

Her beautiful hair framed her cool, jade-like face, and two alluring blushes, like those of someone drunk, slowly crept onto her pretty cheeks.

Then, she silently buried her face in Mu Zhian's arms.

"You...you won."

A faint, almost inaudible sound came from the room, but it reached Mu Zhian's ears completely.

For a moment, even Mu Zhian doubted that he had heard correctly.

He looked down at the beauty in his arms, and at her snow-white jade feet gently swaying in mid-air, and whispered, "Are you shy?"

Wei Mengrou never looked up, only letting out a soft "hmm".

Holy crap, who can resist this... Mu Zhian's heart fluttered for a moment, and he could no longer suppress his inner impulse. He stepped to the bedside and gently placed the beauty in his arms on the bed.

Wei Mengrou tried to get up from the bed, her body still weak, but Mu Zhian immediately pressed down on her wrist, lowered his head slightly, and gazed at Wei Mengrou's aloof face and her delicate red lips painted with pink rouge.

He drew the curtains, and in the dim light of the bed, he lowered his head slightly and kissed her exquisite face, then gradually moved along her face to her lips, and then down to her proud, swan-like, snow-white neck.

Wei Mengrou's eyes gradually became hazy, her gaze shimmering with an emotional, moist light. She made a gesture as if to push Mu Zhi'an away, but for some reason, even that gesture seemed somewhat powerless.

Despite being at the peak of the Divine Refinement stage, he appeared like an ordinary person at this moment.

Wei Mengrou slightly opened her eyes, gazing at Mu Zhian, who had instantly transformed into a devoted admirer, her eyes gradually becoming misty.

Mu Zhian wrapped his arms around Wei Mengrou's slender waist, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Sister Mengrou, is it okay?"

Wei Mengrou remained silent.

Mu Zhian reached up with both hands and leisurely played with them.

Wei Mengrou's heart trembled slightly. She finally opened her eyes and saw Mu Zhi'an staring intently at her with deep affection. She subconsciously turned her face away, leaving only the elegant curve of her neck for Mu Zhi'an, avoiding his burning gaze.

"We agreed, right? Today we can only meditate and cultivate... um..."

Her voice suddenly faltered as Mu Zhi'an sealed her red lips with his once more. Her beautiful eyes slowly widened; though surprised, she wasn't entirely unexpected.

After all, this guy is very good at lying and deceiving people. He had lied to Bai Ruoxi like this before... Wei Mengrou stared at Mu Zhian with a deep gaze, and slowly, she gently placed her hands on his waist.

Just when Mu Zhian thought she had fallen in love, she pinched her hard with her slender fingers!

The sudden pain almost made Mu Zhian cry out, but when he noticed Wei Mengrou's disdainful look that said "you deserve it," he quickly calmed down and continued to gaze at her tenderly, with a look that said, "As long as it's Sister Mengrou, I don't mind if you step on me."

Wei Mengrou fell into a long silence, her heart rippled gently, and her originally disdainful gaze gradually softened.

She slowly closed her eyes, seemingly feeling the warmth emanating from Mu Zhi'an's body.

After a short while, their lips parted, and Wei Mengrou stammered, "Don't...don't touch the skirt, what if you tear the clothes?"

"I was just curious where the buttons were, that's all..." Mu Zhian, with a keen sense of exploration, lowered his head and studied the clothes intently.

Wei Mengrou's eyes flickered slightly, and she said in a low voice, "There are no buttons, it's the ribbon around your waist... I'm just telling you, but I don't mean for you to actually untie it."

"If you touch me again, don't... blame me for being impolite."

"..."

Nearly half an hour later, Wei Mengrou, supporting her soft body with one hand, got up from the bedside. After silently tidying her disheveled clothes and hair, she turned her head and stared at the young man behind her.

"Is this what you meant by not doing anything tonight...?"

Mu Zhian coughed lightly and said, "You might not believe it, but it's because you're so charming."

"Blame me?"

Wei Mengrou glanced at him, but when she saw his sincere eyes, she couldn't help but purse her lips, suppressing the urge to smile.

So this is what it's like to be praised... I used to think Mu Zhian's sweet words to Bai Ruoxi were just cheesy and vulgar.

But when she actually heard Mu Zhian's sincere words, she couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

As it turns out, the perspective of an observer and firsthand experience are two completely different things.

Just when Wei Mengrou thought Mu Zhian would continue, she saw him take out a bronze mirror from his storage ring.

After calming herself down slightly, Wei Mengrou asked with doubt, "What is this?"

"The bronze mirror left to me by the Queen of the Demon Realm allows me to directly summon her from the Demon Realm and even converse with her," Mu Zhian said.

"These few days of the Ascension Ceremony are also the best opportunity for certain forces to fish in troubled waters."

He placed the bronze mirror in Wei Mengrou's palm, raised his hand to straighten her clothes, and smiled, "I was that fish, but you are now too."

“You are a natural furnace, so there are many people who want to have you, but I am different from you…” Wei Mengrou said softly.

Mu Zhian shook his head and laughed, "Leaving aside others, isn't there someone right here who wants to get you?"

Wei Mengrou glanced at him, intending to speak sarcastically, but remembering what happened tonight, she fell silent for a moment.

"What does your talk of fishing in troubled waters have to do with this bronze mirror?"

"Sister Mengrou, have you heard of the Dream Killing Technique?" Mu Zhian asked.

Wei Mengrou's eyes flickered slightly, and she raised her eyelids and said softly, "A secret technique that allows one to directly infiltrate another's dream...?"

Mu Zhian played with Wei Mengrou's hair that was scattered on her back. "The Grand Tutor has probably already told the Great Qian Dynasty about Sister Lin Ling's affairs at Tianhe Garden. Even a fool wouldn't dare to step into Tianhe Garden."

Although Linglong is cute and naive, it doesn't mean he's indifferent to the fact that Mu Zhian and Wei Mengrou were taken away. If outside forces directly enter Tianhe Garden, they'll probably be annihilated without a word.

"Use this mirror to fight against Gu Boxing?" Wei Mengrou murmured to herself.

"But what if the Demon Queen knew about this..."

Mu Zhian said confidently, "She will help us."

Even the Demon Queen wouldn't want the cursed body to fall into the hands of the Great Qian Dynasty, let alone now that there's the connection with Mu Zhian.

The Demon Queen had previously extended a sincere invitation to him and Wei Mengrou to leave Dongzhou together. If he wanted to win her favor, this was the perfect opportunity.

"For now, let's just meditate and cultivate in peace. If nothing happens, that would be best. But if he really comes... then this time we have to make him leave something behind."

……

Night falls.

Gu Boxing strolled through the Liangyi Sect like a phantom, and unknowingly arrived in front of a grand hall.

Because of the Ascension Ceremony, the Liangyi Sect was still bustling even at night. The ancient bronze hall exuded an elegant and classical atmosphere under the falling snow. Occasionally, disciples would pass by the hall, but none of them noticed Gu Boxing's presence.

This is only natural.

At the peak of the Returning to Emptiness realm, half a step towards Enlightenment, his physical body is practically dispensable. Even if Gu Boxing were to be completely wiped out one day, as long as a trace of his spiritual consciousness remains, he could be reborn.

It was precisely because of his self-confidence that he appeared in the Liangyi Sect at this moment.

As soon as Gu Boxing stepped into the Glazed Palace, he immediately sensed a terrifying pressure of spiritual energy creeping in from afar.

Although the other party had intentionally concealed their aura, Gu Boxing still sensed the terrifying pressure.

Spirit Dragon!

The previous news was indeed true; Linglong does indeed live in Tianhe Garden!

If the Azure Emperor had not left, it would mean that two Dao-Merging powerhouses were living in this small villa at the same time.

If this news gets out, probably no one will believe it.

Even if he could fight against a Dao Integration Realm expert with the nation's fortune and the power of all living beings, he would not dare to offend two Dao Integration Realm experts at the same time.

Fortunately, the person he was looking for was not Mu Zhian, but... Wei Mengrou.

Once Wei Mengrou's spiritual consciousness is taken away, the mission will be complete.