It turns out, they were the main characters.

If he is considered the husband of the Azure Emperor, then it feels rather strange that the Azure Emperor's husband is now sleeping in my room...

"Besides, you haven't fully recovered, and I'm afraid it won't be safe for you to live alone in the side room," she said reservedly and seriously.

Mu Zhian nodded and said, "I know that Senior Sister cares about me the most, thank you."

I'll just take whatever my senior sister says seriously.

Lan Mulian turned her head away in disgust, seemingly dissatisfied with Mu Zhian's perfunctory attitude, and said indifferently, "If you have something to say, you can just say it directly. There's no need to be so secretive."

Mu Zhian glanced at his senior sister. Her quilt had slipped down a little, and a glimpse of snow-white skin was vaguely visible under the collar of her white inner garment. After looking at her figure for a few moments, Mu Zhian's eyes showed a hint of appreciation.

Hmm... I have to say, among the girls I know, my senior sister's breasts are probably second only to Ruoxi and Sister Ye.

Lan Mulian noticed Mu Zhian's undisguised gaze. She sat up on the bed and gave him a long, lingering look.

“You said that when you first came to Tianxuan City, you didn’t have much contact with women, but I see that you are no different now than before.”

They're still just staring at others.

"It's just that people are instinctively attracted to beautiful things."

Mu Zhian explained tactfully, "If I weren't attracted to Senior Sister at all right now, she might start to wonder if she lacks charm, or even blame me, right?"

Lan Mulian pursed her lips, unable to find a reason to argue. She wanted to glare at Mu Zhian, but when she turned her head, she saw the boy's obedient appearance and felt extremely annoyed.

The way Mu Zhian looks now is just too much. If he had dared to stare at her so brazenly before, she would have kicked him off the bed long ago.

However, now, facing Mu Zhi'an like this... this senior sister felt a little reluctant to do so.

Looking at the aloof beauty sitting with her legs turned to one side on the bed, Mu Zhian suddenly asked, "Was what Senior Sister did at the Ascension Ceremony serious?"

Lan Mulian hesitated for a moment, a hint of doubt flashing in her cold, beautiful eyes, and she didn't react.

But then, following Mu Zhi'an's gaze, she realized that her junior brother was staring at her lips, and the scene of kissing her junior brother in front of the sect disciples at the Ascension Assembly that day also came back to her mind.

A faint blush appeared on Lan Mulian's exquisitely beautiful face, but she remained calm and simply gave a soft "hmm".

"Senior sister, don't you want to hear my answer?" Mu Zhian asked.

Lan Mulian's bright eyes flickered slightly as she gazed at him intently, and said, "Tell me first."

I have a feeling that if we don't make things clear now, my senior sister will drag me to the sect leader's little dark room to play some special games... Mu Zhian gazed into Lan Mulian's clear and cold eyes and said, "If you don't like it, I will explain it to my senior sister then."

"Actually, in the beginning, my senior sister and I were just passing messages with paper cranes because we were bored."

"It wasn't until I met you later that I realized what I really felt for my senior sister."

Lan Mulian glanced at him, her smile dismissive.

"After all that talk, you're just after my looks, aren't you?"

"Yes, beauty is definitely a big factor," Mu Zhian said frankly.

But then he immediately retorted, "But didn't my senior sister also admire my good looks?"

Lan Mulian scoffed and glanced at him sideways: "Not everyone is as obsessed with looks as Junior Brother."

"Senior sister, do you dare to look me in the eye and swear an oath to the Great Dao?" Mu Zhi'an asked immediately.

Lan Mulian's red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but when she looked at the boy lying on the bed, she couldn't say anything.

She wasn't someone who cared about looks, and her feelings for her junior brother couldn't possibly be solely based on his appearance... However, looking at this handsome and well-behaved black-haired boy with his slightly frail body, she was momentarily speechless.

No older woman would refuse Mu Zhian now... especially a girl who already has an ambiguous relationship with Mu Zhian.

“Without feelings, beauty and compatibility are one of the foundations for liking someone. Once feelings are formed, even if the other person becomes ugly one day, you will still like them.” Mu Zhian got up from the bed and took Lan Mulian’s slender hand.

Just as he pursued Bai Ruoxi in the past, partly because of her personality and partly because she was the most beautiful woman in Tianxuan City.

Of course, another reason is that she's really too big...

In short, he initially pursued Bai Ruoxi because of her many excellent qualities, personality, and heart.

Later, when a foundation of affection was established, appearance naturally became less important.

"You haven't recovered much from today's events, so you should get some rest." Holding her junior brother's small hand like that, Lan Mulian felt flustered and subconsciously lowered her eyes, saying softly.

Mu Zhian gently kneaded her senior sister's slightly cool, soft, slender hand, then smiled and said, "Mm."

His time had reversed, and his body had returned to its past state. He definitely needed some time to process this fact and then find a way to restore his body to its original state.

Lan Mulian flicked her finger and blew out the candle, and the room returned to silence, with only the faint sound of rain outside clearly entering the room.

Mu Zhian's tired spirit gradually grew weary, and he slowly closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

Lan Mulian stared at him silently for a long time without saying a word.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Zhian vaguely smelled a fresh, delicate fragrance in his drowsy state. Strands of hair gently brushed against his face, tickling him and carrying the scent of his hair.

Mu Zhian, his consciousness fading, slowly opened his eyes.

Lan Mulian looked down at her junior brother from an unknown distance, her soft lips gently touching his. The cool and warm touch made Mu Zhi'an's spirits lift, and he finally woke up.

Mu Zhi'an subconsciously transmitted her voice, "Senior Sister..."

"Don't speak."

Lan Mulian covered Mu Zhian's eyes with one hand, and then a crisp, melodious voice mixed with a hint of shyness came to her ear: "Just pretend you're dreaming."

As she finished speaking, her usually calm and beautiful eyes suddenly sparkled with excitement.

……

One hour later.

Mu Zhian shook his groggy head, lay on the bed, and breathed heavily.

Her already frail body now appeared even more exhausted.

Senior Sister had just finished sweating profusely and was going to bathe in the Crimson Heart Pool in the back hall, while Mu Zhi'an was currently staring blankly at the beam under the ceiling because the spiritual energy of the innate furnace had been greatly depleted.

"Although my physical strength and cultivation level haven't changed at all, my strength is definitely much less than before..."

"In the past, I could have picked up my senior sister without even breaking a sweat, but now I actually need to use the Heavenly Phoenix Technique..."

Mu Zhian sighed softly as he reminisced about what had just happened.

As is well known, there are two ways for cultivators to restore their spiritual power: meditation and sleep.

After refining one's spirit, one no longer needs to rest, but Mu Zhian still retains the habits he had as an ordinary person, usually replenishing his spiritual energy by sleeping.

He had indeed only intended to take a nap.

I just didn't expect my senior sister to be so proactive tonight...

That makes sense, though. That senior sister has a rather domineering personality. If she were in modern times, she would definitely be a cold and domineering female CEO. It wouldn't be surprising if she did something.

By the time Lan Mulian finished bathing, Mu Zhian was already exhausted and had fallen into a deep sleep. About fifteen minutes later, he vaguely smelled a familiar fragrance in his sleep.

Lan Mulian lay on her side in front of the bed, her beautiful eyes gazing at the sleeping boy, and then she couldn't help but reach out and hug the boy's head to her chest.

This warm embrace made Mu Zhian feel exceptionally at ease. He nestled in the arms of the icy beauty and slowly drifted into a deep sleep.

……

The next morning!

Mu Zhian yawned lazily in bed, burying most of his face in Lan Mulian's arms.

His breathing became labored. Was his senior sister trying to murder her junior brother? Mu Zhi'an quietly pushed Lan Mulian's hand away, looked at his aloof and elegant senior sister, and mentally complained.

Even in her deep sleep, this number one genius beauty of Kyushu remained as aloof and elegant as ever, except that her flawless face was now tinged with two alluring blushes.

Her long, curled eyelashes caught the light of the morning sun, and her skin was as smooth and soft as a milkshake.

He held Mu Zhian in his arms as if he were hugging a pillow.

Mu Zhian finally managed to quietly leave Lan Mulian's embrace, got out of bed, walked to the window, and pushed open a crack in the window. The sound of rain clearly entered his ears.

The rain that comes with the approach of spring is always like this, continuous and never-ending.

Mu Zhian turned his head and glanced at the sleeping ice queen behind him. Recalling the various scenes from last night, he couldn't help but smile.

However, the spring scenery is actually not bad.

Unlike anywhere else in the sect, Liangyi Peak is quite quiet all year round. Even when Mu Zhian left the room, he could not hear any noisy voices.

The air in the mountains and forests was exceptionally fresh. Mu Zhian stretched and casually glanced around the hall.

Soon, his attention was drawn to a tightly closed door deep inside the main hall.

He walked slowly toward the depths of the main hall, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the door.

"Could this be the 'little dark room' that my senior sister mentioned before?"

After pushing open the door and walking down the stairs for a few minutes, Mu Zhian was shocked to see all sorts of strange and unusual props scattered throughout the basement.

Holy crap... there are even more props here than in the little dark room Yao Meng prepared?!

It seems that Senior Sister wasn't joking with me. Sect Leader Sister really does have a basement... Mu Zhi'an's eyes flickered slightly as he walked into the basement.

His gaze was then quickly drawn to a roll of parchment map on the table.

He reached out and untied the ribbon on the sheepskin map, which depicted the distribution of Kyushu and even marked its characteristics.

The rare and precious materials of the Eastern Continent, the primordial ancient mines of the Southern Wilderness, the blooming purple hydrangeas of the Demon Realm, the remains of magical beasts from the primordial era, the power of faith in the Western Regions...

At the very center of the map lies the heart of Kyushu, a world-renowned sea of ​​peace and tranquility.

Just as its name suggests, it is a world-class sea, and its area is far larger than any place in Kyushu.

Mu Zhian's gaze sharpened slightly, and he quickly spotted a small red circle emerging at the very center of the World Sea region.

The central city of the world's ocean, the holy city.

And within that red circle, there is a black dot.

The statue of the Primordial Witch.

Yes, it's just a statue, but it's been highlighted separately and made into one of the areas on this map.

If I remember correctly, legend has it that in the center of the Holy City stands a statue of the Primordial Witch. The statue is shrouded in black mist all year round, and there is a hidden world inside. People say that you can enter the ruins left by the Primordial Witch through that statue.

Since the establishment of the World Sea, countless cultivators have flocked there, only to mysteriously disappear upon entering the Holy City.

Some say the cultivators were swallowed up when they stepped into the black mist, while others believe that those who entered the witch's ruins through the statues have already ascended to immortality.

Mu Zhian has always been more inclined to believe that those people were already dead.