It turns out, they were the main characters.

However, that was only a barely acceptable result.

"Is Senior Sister that amazing..." Mu Zhian pondered, while also feeling the distinctly different soft textures of the black and white stockings.

He knew that the Heavenly Fate Holy Body possessed extraordinary physical abilities, but Lan Mulian was the first person to receive such praise from Sister Mengrou.

"But so be it. Even if Senior Sister wins the Ascension Tournament in the end, it's still a pretty good result."

After all, there was still a thin veil between him and Lan Mulian that hadn't been broken. Given that senior sister's proud nature, as long as he didn't break it, Lan Mulian would be equally unlikely to do so.

This means that even if Lan Mulian wins, she won't do anything to him.

"You used to be worried about your future, but now you're not worried at all?" Wei Mengrou couldn't help but ask.

When the young master saw that the sect leader had offered him as a bonus, he was frowning. But now he seems to have come to terms with it.

Mu Zhian smiled calmly: "Anyway, I can't change anything now, so I might as well enjoy it first."

At this point in the Ascension Ceremony, he alone could no longer change the course of the battle.

"I hope you will have the same attitude towards your future spiritual practice."

Wei Mengrou glanced at the young master's nonchalant attitude, her tone filled with disdain.

"Sister Mengrou, sometimes you need to be a little gentler to make people happy."

Mu Zhian offered his opinions appropriately.

Wei Mengrou glanced at her young master with undiminished disdain, her rosy lips slightly parted, about to speak.

However, before she could speak, Mu Zhian suddenly pinched her thigh lightly, and before Wei Mengrou could react, he gently kissed her lips.

Wei Mengrou's eyes widened slightly, and she fell onto the soft couch behind her. Her slender hand instinctively grabbed Mu Zhian's shoulder, as if she wanted to push him away. However, it was as if something was slowly draining the strength from her body, and she completely lost her strength.

boom!

A thunderous roar echoed from afar, startling Wei Mengrou awake. She abruptly opened her eyes.

Mu Zhian frowned, feeling displeased that his good time had been interrupted.

He removed his hand from Wei Mengrou's waist, then got up and went to the door, gently pushed it open, and gazed at a certain direction on the south bank.

Under the sky in that direction, the calamity clouds were dissipating.

The previous thunder was the last thunder before the tribulation dissipated.

"Should someone have just finished their tribulation?" Mu Zhian murmured to himself.

But the timing—just when Heaven has chosen a new chosen one—is just too much of a coincidence…

But if I remember correctly, that location should now be the main hall where Empress Luo Tan resides.

Could it be that the chosen one is among the people brought from Yuzhou?

As Mu Zhian was thinking, Wei Mengrou suddenly whispered a reminder: "I won't disturb your meditation. You should meditate and rest well before dawn."

"Sister Mengrou, are you going back to the villa? Is it alright to meditate here?"

Mu Zhian wanted to persuade the maid to stay.

"Will you let me cultivate in peace if I stay here?" Wei Mengrou glanced at Mu Zhian indifferently, clearly not trusting her young master.

Moreover, given her current state, she would find it difficult to calm down if she stayed with Mu Zhian.

"Sister Mengrou really understands me."

Mu Zhian gently lifted Wei Mengrou's hair, gazing at her fluttering yellow dress, a gentle smile appearing on his face, but his voice was filled with helplessness.

If it weren't for the inappropriate setting, he would have suppressed Wei Mengrou before dawn.

However, this is a special situation. Although Ye Qingxin is currently meditating and cultivating in the main hall, she might arrive at any time. What if she opens the door and witnesses an awkward scene...?

Just thinking about it makes my head tingle.

He's not so foolish as to think with his lower body.

After watching Wei Mengrou disappear from sight, Mu Zhian was about to turn around and go back inside to continue resting.

His spiritual energy has recovered, but his body is still very weak and he needs to rest for a while longer.

As for the Ascension Tournament... Ye Yu's luck was suppressed this time, so let the protagonists compete for the remaining matches.

Just as Mu Zhian was about to turn around and go back to his room, his innate spiritual body suddenly detected a trace of spiritual energy that did not belong to him or Ye Qingxin.

Mu Zhian paused for a moment, then a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes as he turned to look in a certain direction.

That was the main hall where Ye Qingxin was currently meditating.

……

At this very moment, in a grand hall, Ye Qingxin sat on a lotus pond, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for her own use.

Her expression was calm, but upon closer inspection, it was not hard to see that this ancestor of the Ye family seemed to have something on her mind.

Under normal circumstances, a wisp of spiritual consciousness at the Dao Integration Realm can remain in the mortal world for a very long time if it does not engage in combat with others.

However, she had previously consumed a large amount of spiritual energy in order to activate the secret technique to heal Mu Zhian's injuries. If she did not absorb more spiritual energy from heaven and earth at this moment, it would be difficult for this wisp of spiritual consciousness to maintain its form.

Even so, Ye Qingxin was not focused on meditation at this moment, but was thinking about everything that had happened today.

If Mu Zhian hadn't mentioned Ye Qian and Ye Lingxuan later, Ye Qingxin would probably still be in a terrible mood.

Ye Yu is one of the descendants of the Ye family, and also one of the most talented geniuses in the Ye family. As the ancestor of the Ye family, it would be hard not to feel disheartened after hearing Ye Yu's words.

However, although she was disheartened by Ye Yu's behavior, she didn't have too many negative emotions.

What truly troubled Ye Qingxin was Mu Zhi'an.

The better Mu Zhian performed, the more obvious the contrast became between him and Ye Yu, and this contrast was what was truly frustrating.

Who dares to disturb me?

Ye Qingxin suddenly spoke in a calm tone, having already noticed someone stepping into the hall.

As Ye Qingxin finished speaking, the person who had been hiding by the main hall door quietly came out.

"Ancestors..."

The person who spoke was not particularly handsome, but he was still quite good-looking. His face was pale, and the black robe made him look even weaker and more disheveled.

His eyes were even bloodshot.

Clearly, Ye Yu hadn't had a proper rest since Ye Qingxin left last night, and his eyes immediately lit up with excitement when he saw the woman in the red dress sitting on the lotus.

"What is it?" Ye Qingxin did not open her eyes.

After Ye Yu's words last night, she decided to ignore this descendant of the Ye family from now on.

A descendant of the Ye family showed her far less respect than Mu Zhian, an outsider...

Looking back now, it's really laughable.

Ye Qingxin recalled Ye Yu's attitude last night, as if everything was her fault and he even vented his anger indiscriminately. She frowned slightly, no longer wanting to have any interaction with Ye Yu.

However, it was clear that Ye Yu had not noticed this small detail.

Last night, after taking the medicine and barely healing his wounds, he gradually calmed down under his teacher's guidance.

After calming down, he realized just how foolish he had been.

She was a powerful figure at the Dao Integration Realm! Moreover, she was an ancestor of the Ye family. Even the elders of the Ye family had to respectfully address her as their ancestor.

Last night, he actually vented all his negative emotions on Ye Qingxin.

Moreover, Mu Zhian harbored certain evil thoughts towards his ancestor, and if the other party had taken advantage of the situation last night...

Although the ancestor was a powerful Dao-merging expert, Mu Zhian's greatest skill was sweet talk. If he could make the ancestor happy, things might even become more intimate than the day they held hands...

Just thinking about it made Ye Yu anxious, so early in the morning, after adjusting his spiritual energy, he hurriedly used his teacher's spiritual sense to find the main hall where his ancestors were meditating.

Fortunately, the ancestor was alone in the main hall, so there was still time to salvage the situation.

“Ancestor, what happened last night was my fault, but that was only because I lost to Mu Zhian at the time, and he happened to be using the Heavenly Lock, so…” Ye Yu apologized sincerely.

Last night, his teacher said that the difference in strength between him and Mu Zhian was not significant, with Mu Zhian having a slight advantage.

The key issue wasn't the Heavenly Lock itself, but rather that he was provoked by Mu Zhi'an, lost his temper, and made a series of wrong moves.

After Ye Qingxin was heartbroken last night, Ye Yu was also tormented. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked his teacher to rely on him so early in the morning to find Ye Qingxin's whereabouts.

"What's past is past. Do you have anything else to say?"

Ye Yu was taken aback, clearly not expecting Ye Qingxin's attitude to have become so cold. He stepped forward and said, "Ancestor, please come back with me. I already know my problem."

He said he wanted to move closer.

He is a descendant of the Ye family and the most talented person in the family. His ancestors nurtured him so that he could also restore the Ye family.

But if she stays here, Mu Zhian might take advantage of her vulnerability at any time.

However, as soon as Ye Yu took a step closer, an array lit up beneath his feet, stopping him from taking any further steps.

Ye Qingxin slowly opened her eyes, her gaze cold and indifferent. "I'm tired. You should go back now."

Her expression was very calm, and the care she had shown as an elder towards the descendants of the Ye family was gone.

Ye Yu seemed to want to say something more, but at this moment, the old voice in his heart sighed softly and reminded him in time: "What you did last night must have chilled the hearts of your ancestors. Now that you have apologized, go back and heal your injuries first."

"You are a descendant of the Ye family. After this apology, she will forgive you."

However, he was afraid that they would no longer take care of him as they had in the past... The old man did not say this aloud, but sighed inwardly.

While Mu Zhi'an's interference certainly played a part in turning a winning hand into this mess, ultimately it comes down to Ye Yu's personality.

Because of his arrogant personality, Ye Yu was completely under Mu Zhian's control. Mu Zhian probably already knew what Ye Yu would do next.

Upon hearing this, Ye Yu still felt somewhat unwilling and opened his mouth slightly several times, as if he wanted to say something.

But when he saw Ye Qingxin's indifferent expression, he gritted his teeth and turned to leave the palace.

"Mu Zhian?"

However, just as the palace gates opened, Ye Yu's expression changed slightly.

He was, after all, a chosen one of heaven, and the one chosen by the heavens, so his spiritual awareness was naturally strong.

As Ye Yu stepped out of the main hall, he saw a gentle and sunny young man standing outside the hall.

"How did you end up here?!"