It turns out, they were the main characters.

The Nine Provinces are vast. Not to mention the Nine Provinces, even just the Eastern Continent alone would take an ordinary cultivator ten years to walk to its end.

But no matter how vast the Nine Provinces are, they cannot withstand the torment of four Dao-Merging Great Powers.

These words were quite fair, and everyone present understood them perfectly well.

"Why is the Heavenly Court Lord, who has never appeared in Kyushu before, so concerned about matters concerning Kyushu?"

However, at this moment, Ye Lingxuan suddenly asked a question, which made everyone's attention focus on Mu Zhian again.

Her expression was calm, her posture upright and elegant, her dress accentuating her already well-developed breasts, and her violet-like eyes were fixed on the young man in the black mist.

"I was asleep in the past due to some matters, but I was awakened by the commotion you all caused this time, and I had no choice but to take action. I just hope that you can all be more rational." Mu Zhian spoke half truth and half falsehood, making it difficult for people to discern the truthfulness of his words.

The Demon Queen glanced at him a few more times without realizing it.

Although she had initially doubted the other party's identity, the fact that she couldn't read their mind meant they must be someone of similar cultivation level to her.

Even if this Lord of Heaven isn't the real one, he must be some powerful figure within the Heavenly Court.

"Since you know the ins and outs of this matter, who do you think is more suitable for him?" Yao Meng suddenly asked casually, her emerald green eyes revealing a meaningful look.

"This is a matter for him to decide, but I don't think even he would want you to fight over his affairs."

Mu Zhian said leisurely, "With the Demon Queen's methods, she should have a way to contact him, so why must we bring him back to the Demon Realm?"

"As for the people of Dongzhou, there's no need to be so fixated on whether he'll go to Yaochi Holy Land, the Forbidden Zone, or the Sword Palace... Why not just compromise and let him stay at Liangyi Sect?"

silence.

A brief silence fell over the Heavenly Court.

Mu Zhian was sweating profusely, but he remained calm on the surface, secretly observing the expressions of the beauties.

Fortunately, the black mist provided cover; otherwise, if their identities were exposed here, they would have torn each other apart right there in the Heavenly Court.

At this moment, Mu Zhian suddenly noticed a slightly abrupt gaze looking at him with a puzzled expression. He followed the gaze and met a pair of beautiful emerald green eyes.

Yao Meng rested her chin on her hand, her full breasts pressed against the table, and looked at him with amusement.

Mu Zhian's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately looked away.

Yao Meng raised the corners of her mouth slightly, subtly averting her gaze, and said, "As long as someone gives up taking Mu Lang back to the demon realm, I have no objection to any other issues."

The Demon Queen narrowed her eyes and glanced at the Azure Emperor.

Although she wanted to say something more, recalling what the others had just said, the Demon Queen seemed to give up, gently pinched her brow, and said softly, "So be it."

The previous idea was indeed somewhat ill-considered. On the one hand, Mu Zhi'an might not want to go to the demon realm. On the other hand, if she went to the demon realm with him, the demon cultivators below would inevitably gossip about Mu Zhi'an.

Finally, the great mosasaur in the fishpond was separated for the time being... Seeing the Demon Queen remain silent, Mu Zhian felt relieved. He immediately glanced at the group and smiled as he chatted with them for a few more minutes.

At this moment, Yao Meng scrutinized the group of people in front of her and suddenly chuckled, "I have some things to attend to. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

After she finished speaking, she transformed into a streak of azure light and disappeared into the Heavenly Court.

Mu Zhian chatted for a few more minutes, answering some questions about the Heavenly Court.

Then, knowing when to stop, he smiled and said, "The path to immortality that the Heavenly Court has bestowed this time is not the true path to immortality. Fellow Daoists, if you have nothing else to do, you should return to the Nine Provinces."

The more you say, the more mistakes you make. A habitual action or even a single sentence could reveal your true nature, and continuing the conversation would be too risky.

……

Mu Zhian slowly opened his eyes and saw the gloomy sky.

Despite the less-than-ideal weather, he breathed a sigh of relief: "At least I can relax for now."

It must be said that the Mosasaurus is completely different from the fish; they can actually fight... and their every move can affect the future situation of Kyushu.

The operation is getting more and more difficult, I have to be more careful in the future... Mu Zhian muttered silently, climbed out of the coffin, and stretched.

"You're sweating a lot, is it because you were too nervous during the performance just now?"

A soft, sweet voice came from beside her, and she carefully wiped the cold sweat from Mu Zhian's forehead with a handkerchief.

Mu Zhian felt a warmth in his heart and subconsciously said, "Thank you—"

He suddenly paused, then slowly turned his head to look.

Then, his gaze froze.

"...Yao Meng."

Chapter 365 The Azure Emperor's Sister as a Maid

Why is Yao Meng here?

Could it be that she left the Heavenly Court earlier because she knew something and came to arrest me in advance...?

At this moment, Mu Zhian was in utter turmoil, staring incredulously at the beautiful woman in the green dress before him, his inner soul seemingly roaring.

Yao Meng sat leisurely on the side of the ancient coffin, her long, fair legs swaying beneath her emerald gauze dress. The slightly thin fabric of her dress seemed to reveal glimpses of her snow-white skin, yet the dress was also covered with a faint silver glow. She was shrouded in celestial mist, making it difficult to see her body.

"Surprised?"

She turned her head to look at Mu Zhian, a faint smile curving her lips.

Mu Zhian finally snapped out of his daze, sat up with a start from his deathbed in the ancient coffin, and asked in surprise, "When did you find out?"

He believed he had not given himself away at all.

Ultimately, if they had really been exposed, they would have been caught back in Heaven not long ago, instead of waiting until now.

"Have you forgotten the assessment of your grotto-heaven by the Ye family ancestor?"

Yao Meng said with a smile, "The fact that you were able to open the gate of the Heavenly Court back then means that your connection with the Heavenly Court is far beyond what others can imagine... You were able to open the gate of the Heavenly Court and absorb its spiritual energy for your own use. It wouldn't be surprising if you were disguised as the Lord of the Heavenly Court, or even if you were the Lord of the Heavenly Court."

That's why she left the Heavenly Court ahead of time, in order to get ahead of everyone else.

She guessed that the person in the Heavenly Court earlier was Mu Zhi'an.

And now it seems that her guess was correct.

Mu Zhian: "..."

At that moment, he fell into a long silence.

He never expected that although his disguise in the Heavenly Court was not exposed, Yao Meng would actually be able to determine his identity based on some clues from before.

"Besides, is it appropriate to praise yourself like that? What extraordinary talent and handsome appearance? If those who have never doubted that you are the Lord of Heaven, they probably wouldn't find it suspicious. But I'm different."

Yao Meng reached out and stroked Mu Zhi'an's face, a hint of tenderness in her bright, clear green eyes, and continued, "I know everything about you, including your personality, your habits, and even..."

She slowly traced her fingertips down Mu Zhian's face, down his rolling throat to his chest, and then gently down again, until her fingertips paused for a moment.

For a fleeting moment, Mu Zhian's heart raced uncontrollably as he stared at that ethereal, otherworldly face and those alluring, emerald-green eyes.

Yao Meng raised her eyelids, a playful smile in her eyes, and withdrew her fingertips, saying softly, "No matter where it is, I know it perfectly well~"

Mu Zhian barely managed to steady his racing heartbeat and said, "So you really didn't really fall asleep much when you were inside me, did you?"

Otherwise, she wouldn't know him so well, even his hobbies and personality so perfectly.

Yao Meng looked at him with brimming eyes and said softly, "Back then, my spiritual consciousness was extremely weak. Even if I didn't want to fall asleep, I had to fall asleep in order to prevent my spiritual consciousness from dissipating. So I didn't have to keep spying on you in your innate furnace."

"As for after I reconstructed my body... I basically never fell asleep again."

She paused for a moment, then said softly, "The Demon Queen is right. You died for me once before, so I don't want to see it happen a second time."

Mu Zhian was silent for a moment, then frowned slightly and said, "Back then, you reshaped your body in the Yaochi Ancestral Land and didn't know what happened in the Yaochi Holy Land, so it's not your fault. Besides, I had the pills given to me by Sister Lingxuan, so I didn't actually die."

"Last time, you only had elixirs to protect your spiritual consciousness, but what about next time?"

Yao Meng slowly grasped Mu Zhi'an's hand and guided it to her thigh.

The raindrops fell on her beautiful legs, and the glistening water droplets looked especially sacred against the backdrop of her snow-white, smooth legs.

The cool, soft touch was like jade, which made Mu Zhian's heart flutter slightly.

Yao Meng seemed oblivious, casually stroking Mu Zhi'an's face, her emerald green eyes filled with a moist and alluring charm as she gazed at him: "You are my Daoist partner, and this body was also created by you, so everything I am is yours."

"You are also the man I acknowledge, and for that reason, I will always protect you from behind and safeguard you for the rest of my life."

These words might not be very convincing if spoken by someone else, but the one who spoke was the Azure Emperor. In this world, apart from other powerful beings who have reached the Dao Integration stage, any cultivator must bow their head before her.

When she says this, it is naturally very convincing.

Mu Zhi'an was silent for a moment, then gently wiped the water droplets from her beautiful legs with his palm. He raised his handsome face and smiled brightly, "A lifetime is only five thousand years. Can't there be a few more lifetimes?"

"The so-called 'one lifetime' is a lifetime,' you should know what I mean. Could it be... you're using this self-deprecating way to cover up your inner shyness?" Yao Meng teased deliberately, leaning closer to observe Mu Zhi'an's expression with curiosity.

Her bright, beautiful eyes were captivating, her small, alluring red lips were enticing, and her delicate features, accentuated by light makeup and her long, flowing hair, seemed to possess a touch of allure while maintaining her innocence.

Even Mu Zhian, who had been a womanizer for many years, couldn't resist staring at her stunningly beautiful face.

Whether it was because of the rain or something else, her eyes seemed a little moist, and her small, elastic red lips were so close that even her slightest breath could be clearly felt.

"What's wrong?" Yao Mengmei's eyes were full of teasing smiles.

Mu Zhian snapped out of his thoughts and was about to say something when he heard Yao Meng casually say, "There's been a problem with the object suppressing the Heavenly Phoenix Tree. I might need to go back for a while."

She carefully straightened Mu Zhi'an's collar, looked up at him, and said softly, "If only someone could come back with me right now, I'm so lonely."

This is no longer just a hint; it's almost an explicit statement.

If I accompany you back to Yaochi for a week or two, Ruoxi and the others will definitely lock me in a dark room when we get back to Liangyi Sect... Mu Zhian's silence is golden.

At this moment, Yao Meng supported herself on both sides of the ancient coffin with her hands, her exquisite and flawless face almost touching Mu Zhi'an's. She whispered again, "Come back to Yaochi with me, okay?"

Mu Zhian lowered his eyes reservedly and politely declined, saying, "Fairy Sister should know about my relationship with Sister Mengrou. She has a special constitution and cannot be separated from me for too long, otherwise her cursed body may flare up."

In fact, Wei Mengrou's current curse should not flare up anymore, since she has obtained the fortune of the old Heavenly Dao, which has also made up for part of her misfortune.

“You don’t need to worry too much about Miss Wei. I will have someone invite her to the Yaochi Holy Land afterward, so you can rest assured then,” Yao Meng said.

Mu Zhi'an fell into deep thought. After a while, he looked up at her and asked, "What exactly happened to the Heavenly Phoenix Tree that required your personal intervention, or even your stay in the Jade Pool Holy Land?"

Yao Meng said calmly, "After you died, the Queen Mother of the West sealed some things there."

She reached out and gently smoothed the hair on Mu Zhian's forehead, saying considerately and understandingly, "I know you may not be used to being served by maids other than Mengrou. It's fine to have her stay by your side the whole time."

"Or perhaps..."

Yao Meng paused deliberately, noticing Mu Zhi'an's gaze being drawn to her. A faint smile curved her lips as she leaned close to Mu Zhi'an's ear and said in a soft, alluring voice, "I can also be your maid. What do you think?"

"Master~"