It turns out, they were the main characters.

It will begin in one hour.

The area of ​​Shengxiantai is extremely vast, and an elegant pavilion stands on each side.

Mu Zhian walked through the crowd and arrived at the pavilion not far to the left of the Ascension Platform, where he saw the Lan sisters sitting in the pavilion.

Although it wasn't the first time he had seen them, Mu Zhian couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

This is way too damn erotic!

Lan Feiying had long, flowing hair with slightly curled ends. Her alluring and delicate face was lightly made up. She sat languidly in front of a stone chair, her hand supporting her cheek.

A red dress clung tightly to her pert buttocks, and a captivating beauty mark adorned the corner of her eye. Her alluring and charming eyes were moist as she looked up at him with tender gaze.

The red dress accentuated her slender and full figure, with graceful curves, and her high breasts rested gently on the table.

"Isn't this Young Master Mu, the most popular person in our sect recently? Why did you suddenly think of my sister now?"

Lan Feiying's voice was soft and melodious. Gazing at Mu Zhian's face, her luscious red lips slightly upturned, she continued, "Are your injuries any better? If your injuries hadn't healed by the time you fought with my sister today, I'm afraid she wouldn't have been able to bring herself to lay a hand on you."

Mu Zhian didn't stand on ceremony and sat down on the stone chair next to Lan Feiying, smiling as he said, "The spiritual energy in the cauldron has been fully restored, but the injuries to my body still need a few days of recuperation, but there's nothing serious."

Upon hearing this, Lan Feiying lowered her eyes slightly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, she suddenly noticed a slightly glaring gaze not far to her side and couldn't help but turn her head slightly to look.

The aloof and elegant Lan Mulian, her face veiled in a thin layer, gazed meaningfully at her younger sister with a faint smile in her icy eyes.

Seeing this, Lan Feiying seemed unconcerned and slightly averted her gaze, detached from the surrounding scenery.

Lan Mulian pursed her pink lips, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Although she appears to be a social butterfly, this young woman is actually not very good at expressing her inner thoughts; otherwise, she wouldn't have asked about Mu Zhian's injuries in such a roundabout way.

However, I am not qualified to teach my younger sister.

After all... she herself was pretty much the same.

Lan Mulian glanced at Mu Zhian with a cold expression, her tone as aloof as ever: "Your injuries haven't fully healed yet. Don't you plan to give up this competition?"

She was able to see through the origin of all things, so she naturally saw the current physical condition of Mu Zhi'an. It was not that he was at his last gasp, but the wounds Mu Zhi'an had caused by the Heavenly Lock had not yet fully healed.

"We have to give it a try. I haven't really seen what it's like to see Senior Sister make a move yet," Mu Zhi'an said with a smile.

Then, she sniffed again, her eyes brightening slightly, and asked telepathically, "Did you use the perfume I gave you, Senior Sister?"

The perfume that Sister Mengrou bought smells really good. It has a minty scent mixed with other floral notes, which is perfect for her...

"I gave it a try."

Lan Mulian's beautiful face, hidden beneath the veil, seemed to blush slightly, but her tone in response remained calm and natural.

"It suits you very well, Senior Sister," Mu Zhian transmitted again.

These words were not just meant to please his senior sister; they were also Mu Zhi'an's true feelings.

The fragrance emanating from Lan Mulian at this moment was indeed quite alluring.

"Sister Feiying, you seem even more beautiful than before." Mu Zhian suddenly transmitted his voice to Lan Feiying beside him, starting a two-way communication.

If it were Lan Mulian, she would probably smile at him with demure elegance and then thank him for his praise.

However, Lan Feiying was clearly different from her reserved older sister. With her beautiful eyes sparkling and a charming smile, she looked at Mu Zhian.

"Your match with your sister is coming up in a little while. Are you confident?"

She was very close to Mu Zhian, and unlike her sister, Lan Feiying's fragrance was sweeter and more alluring. Coupled with the fragrant breeze that she gently breathed on her ear, it gave the feeling that a boy on the street who intended to flirt with an older sister was instead flirted with by her.

Mu Zhian swallowed unconsciously, then shook his head with a reserved yet helpless expression, saying, "Who is confident that they can defeat Senior Sister in this competition?"

Lan Feiying narrowed her eyes unintentionally, and her soft, charming voice rang out: "That's true, after all, you are the first one to reach the Void Returning Realm."

The two were extremely close, and because of their conversation, Lan Feiying sat even more intimately beside Mu Zhian, their shoulders almost touching each other at any moment.

At the same time, Lan Feiying glanced at her sister not far away. Lan Mulian, who was as aloof as a painting and as elegant as a flower, quietly watched the two of them with her clear and beautiful eyes, as if she had no emotional fluctuations.

"Speaking of which, didn't the Azure Emperor say before that you and she were Daoist partners? Is that true?"

"Because of this matter, my sister tossed and turned all night and couldn't meditate."

Lan Feiying clearly had a mischievous look on her face, smiling as she looked at Mu Zhian.

"Sister Feiying, please stop joking with me."

Mu Zhian appeared helpless on the surface, but was secretly alarmed.

Why has Fei Ying become so aggressive after just a few days...?

If the occasion hadn't been inappropriate, he would have wanted to take action to suppress Lan Feiying and teach this naturally seductive woman a small lesson.

Lan Mulian also subtly raised her eyebrows. If it weren't for the veil covering her face, one could probably see the look of surprise on her face.

Even though Lan Feiying wasn't at Liangyi Peak yesterday, she seemed to be right there...

Lan Mulian's psychological changes yesterday were completely manipulated by Lan Feiying.

"Your opponent for today's match should have come out by now, right? You'd better go and prepare early."

Lan Mulian smiled faintly and reminded her sister at the right moment.

Lan Feiying opened the sect token, and two large characters appeared on the back of the token.

Ye Qian.

"I never expected to run into Miss Ye Qian. What you said makes sense. Although the competition is tomorrow, I should still prepare in advance."

Lan Feiying put away the sect token, then stood up, a charming smile on her face.

"If you don't step in soon, there might not even be any soup left."

This time, her voice rang directly in Lan Mulian's heart through telepathy.

Lan Mulian's clear, beautiful eyes flickered slightly as she looked at Lan Feiying's meaningful glance at her, and she felt a rare moment of panic.

Lan Feiying smiled charmingly, and as the fragrant breeze carried her away, her fiery red figure disappeared into the courtyard.

Lan Mulian and Mu Zhian both watched the woman's figure disappear. The former appeared calm on the surface, while Mu Zhian felt somewhat helpless inside.

After Yao Meng's statement as the official wife, his room for maneuver has been significantly reduced.

Right now, compared to the chosen one, the most troublesome ones are actually Bai Ruoxi and the other 'protagonists'.

It would be troublesome if one of them were to win the Ascension Tournament later.

Unless... the final winner is either Sister Mengrou or Senior Sister Lan.

No matter who among them wins, they can't do anything to him, so the hidden reward given by the sect leader is essentially invalid.

But if it were Ye Lingxuan or Bai Ruoxi... they might take him directly to the Sword Palace or the Forbidden Zone after winning the Ascension Tournament.

As Mu Zhian was pondering this, he suddenly sensed a presence approaching from not far away.

"Ruoxi...?"

Mu Zhian sensed the approaching person, raised an eyebrow slightly, and turned his head to look.

Outside the pavilion, Bai Ruoxi, dressed in a white palace dress and exuding a gentle temperament, had just entered the pavilion. Her beautiful face was adorned with a tender expression, and she held a small jade bottle in her hand.

"Mulang, are you alright?"

Bai Ruoxi walked gracefully into the pavilion and handed the jade bottle in her hand to Mu Zhian.

"These are pills I brought from the Sword Palace. They can help with your injuries."

She had a gentle and delicate demeanor, like a young lady who rarely left her home. From the moment she entered the pavilion, her gaze remained fixed on Mu Zhi'an.

As Mu Zhi'an's principal wife, she naturally wanted to go see Mu Zhi'an last night, but the Azure Emperor said that she was recuperating and could not be disturbed, so she suppressed her worries and waited until today.

After watching Mu Zhian accept the jade bottle, Bai Ruoxi turned her head to look at Lan Mulian.

With a reserved and polite smile on her face, and a gentle and sweet voice, she said with a light laugh, "Senior Sister, were you taking care of Mu Lang for me earlier? Ruoxi thanks you on behalf of my Mu Lang."

Her voice was soft and calm, but she pronounced the word "my home" very clearly.

Lan Mulian naturally understood the meaning behind Bai Ruoxi's words.

Although she usually has a cold and aloof demeanor, Lan Mulian actually has the personality of a domineering female CEO and cannot tolerate being provoked by others.

She parted her red lips slightly and said in a pleasant and calm voice, "Junior sister is joking. I am his senior sister, so it is only natural for me to take care of him."

"As for Junior Sister Bai, if I'm not mistaken, your opponent was Xiao Hua, right? He just broke through to the eighth rank of Refining Spirit yesterday, so remember not to let your guard down."

"After all, Junior Sister Bai also has rewards she wants in this Ascension Ceremony, right? Although the final winner of the Ascension Ceremony has already been determined."

Lan Mulian wore a cool and flawless smile, but it was not without a hint of something.

No matter how hard you try, I will be the ultimate winner.

This is Lan Mulian's confidence, and she has the right to say it.

"Senior sister, the first match today is between you and Mu Lang, right? Don't let Mu Lang hold back because he's injured, and end up losing by accident," Bai Ruoxi gently reminded her.

On the surface, their words seemed to express concern for each other; however, these conversations were full of deeper meaning.

Lan Mulian gazed at Bai Ruoxi quietly, then suddenly broke through the ice and revealed an extremely beautiful smile.

"I won't hold back."

She wasn't just talking about the Ascension Ceremony.

……

Since there was still a competition between the two of them today, Lan Mulian naturally did not stay in the pavilion to avoid suspicion.

Mu Zhian stared thoughtfully at the name that appeared on Bai Ruoxi's sect token.

"Ruoxi, when you compete with Xiao Hua later, try to pay more attention to his spiritual sense and see if there is anything special about it."

According to Mu Zhian's understanding, almost every chosen one has some special characteristics.

For example, the old man hidden in the ring, or a reincarnated person, a time traveler, and so on...

Bai Ruoxi possesses extremely strong spiritual sense, and may be able to discover some useful intelligence during her battle with Xiao Hua.

"Does Mulang know him?" Bai Ruoxi asked softly, raising her head.

"If we knew each other, I would try to hold back today."

“He was somewhat hostile towards me today, which is why I asked you to keep an eye on him. He might be like Ye Yu, with some powerful spiritual consciousness residing within him. Be careful.”