It turns out, they were the main characters.

There doesn't seem to be anything strange about it; it must be my imagination...

A naturally born spiritual being can sense spiritual beings whose level is similar to or lower than his. After his spiritual sense scanned the room, Mu Zhian felt a little relieved.

"Sister Mengrou, why are you taking such a long time for a medicinal bath?" Thinking of this, Mu Zhian looked up at the maid in front of him and asked with a smile.

As he said this, he reached out and took Wei Mengrou's small hand, pulling her to sit down on the edge of the bed.

"I was just thinking about whether I should come visit you."

Wei Mengrou lowered her head, her hands on her skirt, her long, slender, snow-white legs slightly together, and her bangs falling down obscured her expression, though a faint blush could be vaguely seen.

"I just meditated and cultivated, and regulated my aura. You're worrying too much," Wei Mengrou said softly.

Mu Zhian stared at her beautiful legs for a few moments, his gaze falling directly on the black butterfly on her fair thigh. He murmured, "It seems the mark of the Primordial Witch really can't be washed away."

"But since it can materialize into your lock, can it also go to other parts of your body?" he suddenly guessed.

As she spoke, she reached out and curiously touched the butterfly, but it didn't have any bumps or depressions. It seemed to blend seamlessly with her snow-white skin, and her palm could only fully feel the cool and soft texture coming from her thigh.

“I don’t have enough control over it yet, otherwise I should be able to guide it to appear in other parts of my body… Why are you suddenly asking this?”

Wei Mengrou bit her red lips, seemingly wanting to push Mu Zhian's hand away, but she held back, keeping her legs tightly pressed together to prevent Mu Zhian from doing anything reckless.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking that if this butterfly appeared in other places, it would also be very sexy and beautiful, like on the lower abdomen or something..." Mu Zhian suggested with a smile.

Wei Mengrou glanced at the young master. Although she didn't know what he meant, she knew that this guy was definitely up to no good.

"It seems to be responding...?"

As Mu Zhian was helping Wei Mengrou improve blood circulation in her thigh, he suddenly noticed that the butterfly that was originally imprinted on Wei Mengrou's thigh seemed to be fluttering about, and then it flew away silently.

Mu Zhian looked at Wei Mengrou in fear.

I only touched it slightly, and didn't go too far. Sister Mengrou wouldn't summon chains just because of a disagreement, would she?

Wei Mengrou frowned, her beautiful eyes also filled with doubt, and said softly, "Strange... I didn't summon the Immortal Devouring Lock, it flew out on its own."

Mu Zhian's eyes flickered slightly. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Could this thing be like Lingxuan's Lock of Desolate Time, having awakened a spirit within it, and thus knowing my desire for my body, and therefore planning to do something bad to me...?"

Artifacts possess spirits. The ancestral artifact of the Forbidden Zone, the Lock of Desolate Time, possesses its own intelligence, knows Ye Lingxuan's thoughts, and will help its master solve problems.

However, its owner would try to kidnap Brother Mu back to the forbidden area at the slightest disagreement, which gave Mu Zhi'an quite a headache.

Could it be that Wei Mengrou's Immortal-Devouring Lock has a similar effect?

"Who's lusting after your body? I've never had any thoughts about you." Wei Mengrou couldn't help but glare at him, giving him a disdainful look.

“It wasn’t something I summoned on my own initiative. The Devouring Immortal Lock is related to the bronze fragment you gave me before, and I used it to control the Devouring Immortal Lock,” Wei Mengrou said.

The Immortal Devouring Lock originally existed within Wei Mengrou's body, but at that time, Wei Mengrou was restricted by the Heavenly Dao. Now, with the Chosen One's fortune residing within Wei Mengrou, some of the restrictions on her have been lifted.

Mu Zhian's eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly made a connection: "The Devouring Immortal Lock is related to the bronze fragments left behind by the Primordial Witch. If that's the case... could there be other bronze fragments nearby?"

The Primordial Witch is an extremely mysterious Dao-Merging powerhouse. She once said that Wei Mengrou is the Primordial Witch, but she herself has little memory of what happened in the past.

If the bronze fragments could be completely pieced together, perhaps not only could Mengrou's cursed body be resolved, but we could also learn part of the truth about why the Primordial Witch was targeted by the Heavenly Dao in the past.

"Perhaps Sister Mengrou could give it a try and see if she can find other bronze fragments through the Devouring Immortal Lock?" Mu Zhian suggested.

Wei Mengrou closed her eyes slightly, and the Devouring Immortal Lock transformed into countless black threads that floated in mid-air, like a dense spider web.

In Wei Mengrou's vision, a dark mist seemed to be silently enveloping her.

She felt as if she were walking along a secluded path. After a while, as if parting the clouds, the reason for the Devouring Immortal Lock's tremendous reaction came into her mind.

Wei Mengrou slowly opened her eyes and said softly, "Although I don't know if it's a bronze fragment, the direction the Devouring Immortal Lock was pointing just now was the end of the north."

Mu Zhian immediately realized what he meant and said, "The border between the Demon Realm and the Eastern Continent, the Chaos Land?"

Not only the World Sea and the Southern Wilderness, but even the Chaos Land is connected with the Primordial Witch.

"Looking at it this way, Ye Yu really is a treasure-hunting rat. His nose is really sharp. He found the suitable ruins for him early on..." Mu Zhian couldn't help but sigh.

Wei Mengrou glanced at him silently, her eyes flashing with shyness, but she pretended to be indifferent: "Could you take your hand away before we talk about serious matters?"

"I'm massaging Mengrou's thighs. Regularly massaging the thighs is good for improving blood circulation."

Mu Zhian chuckled, not letting go, but instead kneading even more gently, fully enjoying the soft touch of her thigh.

Wei Mengrou's cheeks burned even more, and she only gave Mu Zhian a disdainful look, but her voice became even softer: "Your injury has only just healed, and you've already used up so much spiritual energy tonight, so why are you still thinking about Se Se?"

Mu Zhian said in a serious tone, "I already said it's not for Se Se, I just want to help Sister Meng Rou improve her menstrual flow."

It has to be said that Mengrou's legs are the best he has ever seen among girls. They are delicate and fair, yet full and shapely. Just thinking about it makes him feel comfortable to lie on her legs and take a nap.

"There's no rush regarding the Chaos Land. Ye Yu is still wandering outside the Chaos Land. We can go there once he finds a way to enter."

"If there really are bronze fragments left behind by the Primordial Witch in the Chaos Land, the commotion when the Chaos Land is opened will probably be quite significant," Mu Zhian continued.

Based on his previous experiences, such ruins, once opened, would not remain completely silent.

Moreover, with the Void Nightmare secretly monitoring Ye Yu, there's even less need to worry about Ye Yu finding the Immortal Fate first.

The black silk thread transformed into a butterfly and flew back to Wei Mengrou's right beautiful leg. Mu Zhian couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the butterfly's mark, continuing to massage Wei Mengrou to activate the meridians in her legs.

A faint blush crept onto the maid's face. She glanced at the young master's hand resting on her thigh and whispered, "Do you really like other people's legs that much?"

Mu Zhian shook his head and gazed at her tenderly: "I only like her because she's Sister Mengrou."

Wei Mengrou's eyes flickered slightly as she glanced casually in a direction not far to her side, as if she were exchanging a glance with someone in the shadows.

Then, with a captivating blush on her pretty face, she suddenly leaned close to Mu Zhi'an's ear and said in a soft, seductive voice that could make one's bones melt, "If you like it so much, what if I let you continue?"

Mu Zhian was taken aback: "Continue with what?"

It wasn't that he didn't understand Wei Mengrou's words, but he couldn't believe that Mengrou, who appeared aloof but was actually shy, would bring up this matter again after being intimate with him tonight.

He just wanted to touch her leg a little and have a heart-to-heart talk with Sister Mengrou, but he had no intention of continuing and making himself so exhausted that he wouldn't be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

However, Wei Mengrou seemed to have completely changed her passive stance and taken the initiative, saying softly, "Haven't you been looking forward to this kind of thing all along?"

"While the mistress was meditating in her room, he secretly became intimate with his maid, and even kept staring at her legs..."

"You're excited, aren't you? You pervert~"

The last two words were emphasized as they reached Mu Zhi'an's ears. Then, Wei Mengrou gently exhaled a sweet and soft fragrance, which caused ripples to appear in Mu Zhi'an's gradually calming state of mind, and his body trembled slightly.

Suppressing his excitement, Mu Zhian tried his best to calm himself down: "Sister Mengrou, while I'm still rational, you'd better go back first... If you wait, it will be too late to cry and call for your master."

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but tonight was really almost over... If they continued to be intimate, Yao Meng would immediately notice something was wrong when she came back tomorrow.

Wei Mengrou slightly raised her red lips and gently lifted her fingertips. The butterfly on her right jade leg transformed into black silk threads, which suddenly and quietly bound Mu Zhian's hands.

"It's not certain who's crying and begging for mercy." Her voice carried a soft, seductive sweetness.

For a fleeting moment, Mu Zhian even thought that the person sitting next to him was not Wei Mengrou, but the Primordial Witch who was currently sleeping in his innate furnace.

"Aren't we going a bit too far...?"

When Mu Zhian saw Wei Mengrou take out a black strip of cloth from her storage ring, his heart skipped a beat. He suddenly got up and was about to get out of bed, but Wei Mengrou gently pressed down on his shoulder, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"I'm sorry..." she suddenly said softly.

Then, a strip of cloth was used to blindfold Mu Zhi'an, and Wei Mengrou gently pressed on Mu Zhi'an's shoulders, making him lie down on the bed behind him.

"Sister Mengrou, let me help you... You're probably not very skilled yet." Mu Zhian said tactfully, hoping that Wei Mengrou could unlock the Immortal Devouring Lock.

However, after she finished speaking, Wei Mengrou remained silent for a long time.

A brief silence fell over the room.

Mu Zhian called out again, bewildered, "Sister Mengrou...?"

A faint smile appeared on Wei Mengrou's exquisite and alluring face as she looked at the young man lying on the bed, his wrists bound with black silk threads.

"Mulang..."

Just as Mu Zhian was about to speak again, he suddenly heard a soft and pleasant voice in his ear.

Then, the black cloth covering his eyes was gently removed.

Bai Ruoxi stood by the bed at some point, lightly biting her lip. Her red lips shone with the bright luster of rouge, looking delicate and alluring. Her full and firm breasts strained against the fabric, and her resentful gaze looking down at her created a very oppressive atmosphere.

Almost immediately upon seeing the elegant and beautiful woman in white before him, Mu Zhian's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly understood what was happening.

Oh my god, I was betrayed by Sister Mengrou?!

“You and Ruoxi were originally Daoist partners. I happened to run into her while I was taking a medicinal bath tonight. I chatted with her for a while and then brought her here.”

Wei Mengrou's voice carried a hint of apology, but her eyes revealed a gloating expression towards the young master.

Just now in bed, he always liked to tease others and force her to call him 'master'. This is a little revenge on the young master.

"No wonder you soaked in the medicinal bath for so long. So you were planning something with Ruoxi?" Mu Zhian murmured.

He tried his best to remain calm, then raised his hand to indicate the Immortal Devouring Lock on his hand, and said with a gentle smile, "Sister Mengrou, at least help me unlock this."

"I was worried that Ruoxi's participation in the Ascension Tournament might affect her... But since she's already here, I think there shouldn't be any problem."

Although I am indeed a bit tired tonight, since the two girls dared to gang up on Young Master Mu, they should be taught a lesson.

Bai Ruoxi lightly raised her fingertips and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. The white dress could not conceal the proud fullness of her chest. Her beautiful eyes were moist as she gazed tenderly at Mu Zhi'an.

"I've already told Sister Mengrou that I won't open the lock tonight."

She held her skirt with both hands, bent her legs and sat on the edge of the bed, removing the white socks that covered her delicate feet.

Although her voice was so gentle it seemed to overflow with water, Bai Ruoxi's eyes held a hidden danger: "The Azure Emperor is still with the Holy Maiden of Yaochi. During the upcoming Ascension Ceremony, I will make sure she can't bear to have any intimate contact with Mu Lang."

Looking into Bai Ruoxi's gentle eyes, Mu Zhian appeared flustered, but remained as calm as a rock.

Although he was a little tired today and could not use the Heavenly Phoenix Technique a second time, the 'path' he had chosen in the Refining Spirit Realm was related to strengthening his physical body.

Moreover, Ruoxi is a kind girl who knows how to care for Mulang, and with Sister Mengrou watching from the side... a girl as shy as Ruoxi wouldn't do anything too outrageous.

As expected, Bai Ruoxi seemed to sense that Mu Zhian was staring at her intently, and a faint blush gradually appeared on her pretty face as she lowered her eyes slightly.

"Sister Mengrou, let's blindfold Mulang... It's a little embarrassing to have him staring at me like that."

Mu Zhian's calm smile faltered for a moment.

……

The next day, early morning.

As the winter sun shone down, Mu Zhian rubbed his aching back, his legs feeling weak. With Wei Mengrou's support, he looked up at the sky outside and burst into tears of joy.

"It's finally over..."