It turns out, they were the main characters.

As for Ye Qian... she would probably understand Brother Mu, but Ye Qian can't keep secrets, and there's a high chance that Ye Lingxuan will notice something amiss.

After all is said and done, the only person I can share this secret with is Sister Mengrou.

Looking at Mu Zhian's slightly apologetic expression, Wei Mengrou finally sighed softly, "Wait here for me for a while."

"Sister Mengrou is so kind." Mu Zhian breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Wei Mengrou did not leave immediately. Instead, under Mu Zhian's gaze, she walked gracefully to him.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zhian asked.

Even though Mu Zhian has entered a state of enlightenment, he still can't help but feel a little tempted by the maid's alluring and sexy figure.

Her long, flowing hair cascaded down her back, and her pale yellow dress accentuated her alluring curves. She wore a pair of delicate, embroidered shoes.

Her long, slender legs were accentuated by the hem of her skirt, and her aloof demeanor added to her charm.

Wei Mengrou ignored Mu Zhian's gaze that was focused on her. She leaned down slightly and gently brought her red lips to his ear.

"You don't really think that contacting me is okay, do you?"

Mu Zhian subconsciously looked up at her. Wei Mengrou's eyes showed a hint of displeasure as she said softly, "Even I would be jealous."

Before Mu Zhian could react, Xiang Feng left the room, and Wei Mengrou appeared at the door like a ghost. She pushed the door open without turning around, leaving only her cold, eerie voice floating lightly in the room.

"This will not be repeated."

As Wei Mengrou left, Mu Zhian finally snapped out of his daze.

It seems I'll have to go down the mountain to Tianxuan City myself to buy two boxes of perfume next time... Mu Zhian thought to himself.

In the past, a maid was just a maid, but now Wei Mengrou is more than just a maid...

After waiting in the study for a while, Mu Zhian saw Wei Mengrou throw him a box of pink perfume.

Then, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Just before leaving, she hesitated for a moment, glancing at the boy inside the room: "Where are you going? Do you need me to come with you?"

Mu Zhian shook his head: "Sister Mengrou, you can meditate and cultivate here in peace. I don't plan to leave the sect, but I have some things I would like to ask you about, Senior Sister."

Among the people he knew, the only one who understood the Heavenly Phoenix Technique was probably the Demon Queen.

However, he and the Demon Queen are in a superior-subordinate relationship. He had just sought her help before, and now he was calling her again for personal matters, which was rather impolite... and might even offend the Queen.

After ruling out the Demon Queen, the only other person they could turn to was Lan Mulian.

The Heavenly Fate Sacred Body can perceive the origin of all things, including cultivation techniques and tribulations. In the past, Lan Mulian was able to suppress tribulations several times in a row and break through to the Refining God Realm in one go, which was due to the existence of this special physique.

If it were her, perhaps she could uncover the secrets of the Heavenly Phoenix Technique.

After waiting for nearly fifteen minutes, Mu Zhian saw a paper crane flying in from outside the window. He opened it and saw, as expected, the other party's reply of agreement.

The letter contained only two simple words.

"can."

……

Liangyi Peak.

When Mu Zhian arrived outside Liangyi Peak, he saw a tall, aloof beauty standing in mid-air not far away. Her white dress fluttered, and her black hair was scattered on her back, slightly disheveled by the cold wind.

The moon-white dress accentuated her perfectly proportioned figure. Unlike Bai Ruoxi, Lan Mulian was not the delicate and aloof type, but rather resembled a beauty from the gym, with snow-white and firm skin.

Even Mu Zhi'an, watching this scene, couldn't help but secretly admire Lan Mulian's beauty.

Perhaps because it was late at night, she wasn't wearing a veil. Her hair danced in the cold wind, highlighting her exquisite and flawless face. She looked up and smiled gently, "You still have time to come see me? Looks like you're quite free today."

Why does this sound so sarcastic...? Mu Zhi'an pretended not to notice and laughed, "I've been working hard on my cultivation these days, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to reach the fourth level of the Refinement Spirit Realm so quickly..."

As he spoke, he sighed again: "It's a pity that I was punished by the lightning tribulation in the martial world, otherwise I might have been able to advance to the fifth rank of Refining God during the Ascension Conference."

The cold wind made Lan Mulian's dress cling to her exquisite and curvaceous figure. Looking at Mu Zhian's dim eyes, a trace of pity flashed across Lan Mulian's cold gaze, and she said, "Come in first."

Even knowing that Mu Zhian was playing the victim, emotion ultimately prevailed over reason.

The snow that had been falling for several days stopped tonight, but the biting wind still made people's heads swell.

Mu Zhian flew behind her on his sword, watching the aloof beauty walking on air not far ahead. He took off his coat, caught up with her on his sword, and draped it over Lan Mulian's shoulders.

The sudden warmth made Lan Mulian's body stiffen slightly. Her slender hand subconsciously pressed on the coat on her shoulder. She glanced at Mu Zhian, who was dressed in thin clothes behind her, and said, "I'm not afraid of the cold. Brother Mu, take it back."

As he spoke, he tried to pull off his coat.

But at this moment, Mu Zhian placed one hand on the back of Lan Mulian's hand, the cool and soft back of his hand bringing a wonderful touch.

He looked up at the beautiful senior sister in the eyes of countless sect disciples and said softly, "There is nothing I can do for you, senior sister. Cultivators are indeed not afraid of the cold, but at least this represents my feelings."

After reaching the Refining Spirit Realm, cultivators will no longer fear the cold... but this coat can warm not the body, but the heart.

Lan Mulian gazed at Mu Zhi'an with a faint smile in her eyes: "How many women's hearts did my junior brother Mu use this trick to bewitch in the past?"

"Also, next time remember to remove the fragrance from the woman before saying that." Her tone was cold and indifferent.

"fragrance?"

Mu Zhian was puzzled for a moment, then looked at Lan Mulian's clear, bright eyes, and suddenly realized something. He took out a box of perfume from his storage ring: "Is this the fragrance that Senior Sister was talking about?"

Lan Mulian narrowed her eyes slightly: "This is..."

"I got this perfume by chance a few days ago, and I thought I should prepare something before coming to see my senior sister..." Mu Zhian said.

Then, he handed the perfume to Lan Mulian.

"Although I used some, if you don't mind... please accept it, Senior Sister."

"It may not be of much use in spiritual practice, but it can enhance a woman's charm."

Lan Mulian's eyes flickered slightly as she glanced at Mu Zhian, but ultimately accepted the perfume.

Seeing this, Mu Zhian felt relieved.

When he first met Lan Mulian, he sensed that her attitude was a bit off. At first, he thought it was because they hadn't been writing letters to each other as often recently, but it turned out to be because of the perfume.

This woman may seem cold and aloof, but she actually has a very strong possessive streak and is the type of domineering female CEO. If it weren't for the fact that the relationship between them hadn't been formalized yet, she would probably be completely controlled by him.

Regardless, with the previous two groundwork laid, Lan Mulian's attitude towards Mu Zhian became noticeably more 'friendly', and the two unknowingly arrived at a villa.

The villa was decorated in a classical and elegant style. At Lan Mulian's suggestion, Mu Zhian sat down in a chair at the table, then looked around at the surroundings and said, "This place is indeed quiet and peaceful, but doesn't it feel too quiet for Senior Sister to live here alone?"

Lan Mulian placed the perfume into her storage ring and smiled faintly: "Fei Ying comes here occasionally, and Master also often brings a chessboard to play chess with me."

"Also, you used to write letters here quite often," Lan Mulian continued.

His gaze seemed to have taken on a colder edge.

Clearly, although this proud senior sister has never expressed her dissatisfaction with Mu Zhian's coldness during this period, her words and actions have revealed this information at all times.

"I'm sorry... but too many things have happened recently, and the Ascension Ceremony is of great importance, so I naturally want to improve my own strength."

Mu Zhi paused for a moment, then sighed, "After this Ascension Ceremony, I'll probably be able to have some free time."

Lan Mulian said expressionlessly, "You came to see me today, also about the Ascension Conference, right?"

Mu Zhian shook his head and said, "That's also because I haven't seen my senior sister for a long time."

As he finished speaking, he looked up at his senior sister, who was wearing a moon-white dress and whose breasts were large enough to be placed on the table.

This time, Mu Zhian seemed quite sincere.

After seeing Lan Mulian today, he began to miss his senior sister. He came to see her today because he wanted to have a good chat with her.

Lan Mulian sneered, "You only think of me at times like this."

My senior sister seems jealous. Should I be relieved...? Mu Zhian glanced at Lan Mulian in surprise, then immediately said, "There's not much to do after the Ascension Ceremony, and I can keep in touch with my senior sister by sending messages via paper cranes."

I swear I'll serve my senior sister like a slave from now on! Even if it means becoming a sycophant...

Lan Mulian's expression seemed to soften slightly, and she nodded gently.

Then, seemingly sensing Mu Zhian's gaze, she said calmly, "The paper crane message is secondary. Compared to that, I have already considered the matter you just mentioned in your letter."

The way her senior sister changed the subject was so awkward... Mu Zhi'an saw through it but didn't say anything, and quietly listened to her speak.

“Logically speaking, someone like the first Demon Emperor shouldn’t have considered passing on the Heavenly Phoenix Technique to the next generation…” Lan Mulian’s cold eyes met Mu Zhian’s. “In the end, it’s strange that you were able to obtain the ring he left behind.”

“If I were him, you wouldn’t even see that ring; I would destroy it immediately.”

Mu Zhian nodded silently.

My senior sister really is on the same wavelength as me; she thinks the same way I do. No wonder she's my wife...

Why did the first Demon Emperor leave behind a ring that contained the Heavenly Phoenix Technique?

The first Demon Emperor has completely mastered the Heavenly Phoenix Technique. If it is destroyed, wouldn't the only person in the world who possesses this technique be the first Demon Emperor?

As a being at the Dao Integration Realm, it is extremely difficult for him to die unless he does something reckless, let alone the Nine-Lives Heavenly Phoenix.

If that's the case, what is his purpose in keeping this technique?

"Let me see that ring," Lan Mulian said.

Mu Zhian handed her the ring left behind by the Demon Emperor.

His seeking help from Lan Mulian was not a random request, but rather because this woman possessed the Heavenly Mandate Holy Body, capable of seeing through the origins of all things, and even dissecting and decomposing them.

When the Demon Emperor Ring fell into Lan Mulian's palm, she closed her eyes and peered into the ring's most primal essence.

Before we knew it, the time it takes for an incense stick to burn had passed.

Mu Zhian was very patient, sitting to the side waiting patiently, looking at the ring in Lan Mulian's hand, but his gaze kept drifting uncontrollably to the front of her white dress.

Her full breasts, barely concealed, proudly pushed up her clothes, and her skin remained snow-white and smooth even in the candlelight-lit room.

This woman is very shrewd and insightful, and is probably one of the few who can rival Nai Xi.

Nearly a quarter of an hour later, Mu Zhian suddenly felt Lan Mulian's curled eyelashes tremble slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

"Senior sister, how is it?" Mu Zhian asked immediately.

Lan Mulian parted her red lips slightly, about to speak.

boom!

However, at that moment, the ground suddenly shook violently.

Mu Zhian's gaze then fell on the ring in Lan Mulian's hand. At this moment, the Demon Emperor Ring in this senior sister's hand quietly lit up with an unprecedentedly intense white light!