It turns out, they were the main characters.

Suddenly, a deafening sound resounded throughout the inner palace, followed by a slight vibration felt from the arrow in the Primordial Witch's chest.

A chill ran down Mu Zhian's spine in an instant, and she subconsciously took half a step back, feeling a cold sweat trickling down her back.

He could feel that he was being targeted by the arrow!

Lan Mulian realized something as well and immediately said, "Let's leave here first!"

At that moment, the entire space distorted, and heaven and earth were turned upside down!

The arrow of heaven seemed about to detach from the heart of the primordial witch at any moment.

However, at that moment, the woman who had been wearing a black gauze dress with her eyes slightly closed suddenly opened them.

She gazed at Mu Zhi'an silently.

How is this possible?! This body should just be an empty shell, so why does it still possess its own consciousness?!

The little soul deep inside Mu Zhian screamed in disbelief, and the moment their eyes met, Mu Zhian felt an extremely familiar feeling.

I've seen her somewhere before...

The thought had just flashed through Mu Zhian's mind.

Lan Mulian's eyes also flickered slightly as she stared into those eyes.

Like Mu Zhian, she also felt a strong sense of familiarity with those eyes.

Boom...

The ground shook!

The next moment, a huge black hole appeared behind Mu Zhian and Lan Mulian, and the powerful suction force pulled the two of them into the black hole.

With a thud, Mu Zhian plopped down on the cold ground.

Then, Lan Mulian's body fell from the black hole. Before Mu Zhian could dodge, Lan Mulian pressed directly onto his face.

"Cough..." Mu Zhian coughed, almost suffocating from the pressure.

Fortunately, he possessed a body refined by the spirit; if an ordinary person had been struck like that, several of their bones would probably have shattered.

"Feel sorry."

Lan Mulian said softly and quietly moved away from Mu Zhian.

The two were clearly still immersed in the scene they had just witnessed, and it took them a long time to come back to their senses.

Seeing Mu Zhian silently put the black box into his storage ring, and looking at his 'injured' appearance, Lan Mulian couldn't help but frown slightly and ask, "Am I that heavy?"

Mu Zhian barely managed to gather his thoughts and said helplessly, "It's just that falling suddenly from a great height would cause this. Senior Sister isn't heavy to begin with; you're being too sensitive."

"But you and I seemed to be having a lot of trouble last night."

Mu Zhian glanced at Lan Mulian silently: "Senior Sister, do you think I can avoid strain in my current state?"

Lan Mulian glanced at the boy in front of her, as if recalling some unpleasant scene. Her pretty face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head and softly hummed in agreement: "...That's true."

Then, she changed the subject, asking, "What do you plan to do with the black box?"

Mu Zhian pondered for a moment and said, "Let's not rush this. This matter needs to be considered in the long run."

There are still too many secrets within this black box: the grotto-heaven within the black box, the entity within the grotto-heaven that seems to be the Heavenly Dao, and the primordial witch bathed in the Heavenly Dao, her body pierced by an arrow...

Before we uncover the secrets of the Primordial Witch, it's best not to venture into the Black Box's grotto.

……

Whether it was because the events of the day had left them both exhausted or something else, after they went to bed that night, Mu Zhian only chatted with his senior sister for a few minutes before feeling sleepy.

Then, slowly, the two of them fell into a deep sleep.

Outside, the rain poured down, while inside, the candlelight burned quietly.

Then, at a certain moment, the candlelight suddenly flickered.

For some reason, Mu Zhian always felt a little heavy in his sleep, and a familiar fragrance would waft into his nostrils.

At first, he thought it was his senior sister's fragrance, so he ignored it.

However, slowly, he felt his face buried in a soft body that did not belong to Lan Mulian. So, in a hazy state, he opened his eyes and saw the figure lying on top of him.

It was a woman... but not the sleeping Lan Mulian, but a fairy dressed in a green gauze dress, like a celestial maiden.

Mu Zhian was stunned for a moment, then, wide awake, he almost instinctively called out, "Yao Meng—"

"Shhh."

Yao Meng placed her slender fingers on Mu Zhi'an's lips, rested her chin on her hand, and leaned down beside him, a charming smile blooming on her face.

"Keep your voice down. I've set up a hypnotic device in the room, but if you make too much noise, you might wake her up."

Yao Meng gently stroked Mu Zhian's face, her eyes playful as she gazed into his eyes, a mischievous smile curving her lips.

"You wouldn't want to wake your senior sister up and let her see you being bullied, would you?"

……

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[Nine thousand words, that's quite a lot of effort. I'm asking for some swords and monthly tickets at the end of the month. I didn't get many tickets today... There are only two days left before the monthly tickets and swords reset.]

Chapter 398 To be admired from afar, but not to be trifled with.

Yaochi Sacred Land.

Ye Lingxuan sat in the small house in Guiyi Pavilion, her expression clearly not very good.

Beside her, the delicate and graceful Miss Bai, dressed in a white dress, sat on the bed, her jade-like feet dangling in white socks, her gaze fixed on the image floating in mid-air.

The Lock of Desolate Time, a weapon nurtured by the reincarnated empress for nine lifetimes, is unknown whether it has surpassed the realm of ancestral artifacts. However, the abilities it currently displays are indeed beyond the reach of most ancestral artifacts.

The Lock of Desolate Time locked onto Mu Zhian and revealed his location to everyone.

Yesterday, Mu Zhian mysteriously disappeared, and after that, Qingdi also disappeared without a trace. At first, everyone thought that Yao Meng had secretly kidnapped Mu Zhian.

After all, the young Mu Zhi'an is probably not the same as the future Mu Zhi'an. Perhaps he will be blinded by Yao Meng's saintly demeanor and follow her.

Therefore, in order to verify her guess, Ye Lingxuan used the second power of the Lock of Desolate Time.

Inside the room, an image woven from the Lock of Desolate Time appeared in view, and what was shown in the image was clearly the location where Mu Zhi'an was currently located.

The Lock of Desolate Time was originally a weapon of a Dao-Merging Great Power. Its power was determined by the master's realm. Ye Lingxuan was currently at the Ninth Rank of Refining Spirit, and it was already quite an achievement that she could barely pinpoint Mu Zhian's location.

If it were Ye Lingxuan, who was at the Dao Integration Realm, no matter where Mu Zhian was, the Lock of Desolate Time could directly bring him back to her side.

After all, from the moment the Lock of Desolate Time recognized Ye Lingxuan as its master, this ancestral artifact lock had already locked onto Mu Zhian.

But Ye Lingxuan, who was at the Refining Spirit Realm, could only locate Mu Zhian's position at most.

“It seems we misunderstood the Azure Emperor at first. It wasn’t her who took Mu Lang away, but rather the Sect Master or the Spirit Dragon who did it?” Bai Ruoxi suddenly said softly.

Her voice was still soft and weak, with a cool quality, but when she raised her beautiful eyes to stare at the red dot marked on the screen, anxiety was hidden deep in her eyes.

Wei Mengrou stood quietly in the corner, staring at the red dot on the screen, and suddenly spoke for everyone:

"Leaving him alone on Liangyi Peak is still unsettling."

The Azure Emperor's control over the principles of time was not yet perfect, which caused Mu Zhi'an to become the young Mu Zhi'an. Although it was somewhat regrettable, it was already very commendable that Mu Zhi'an's injuries could be healed.

However... leaving the young master alone on Liangyi Peak, even with the sect leader and the spirit dragon's protection, is still something that people worry about.

She knew that Lin Ling was a naive and gluttonous girl with no bad intentions, and that Sect Master Shang Yanfei had only met Mu Zhian a few times. She thought that Mu Zhian's intervention was probably because he was a disciple of the Liangyi Sect.

However, there are more than just the sect leader and Lin Ling at Liangyi Peak.

There was also a senior sister named Lan who used to communicate with Mu Zhi'an via paper cranes.

If it were the aloof and proud Senior Sister Lan from the past, it would be one thing, but the problem is that she confessed her love in front of everyone during the Ascension Ceremony.

Would a normally aloof and mature woman really do nothing when faced with young Mu Zhian at this age...?

This is the main reason why the beauties present are worried.

As for why they were worried that Lan Mulian might develop some special hobbies... it was naturally because everyone knew the unspoken truth and had had similar thoughts before.

I want to practice it too, I don't believe my senior sister doesn't want to... That's probably what everyone was thinking at that moment.

"Master isn't at Yaochi Holy Land, where did she go... Could it be that she went to find Brother Mu?" Ye Qian suddenly whispered.

Now she has grown into a graceful and elegant woman, dressed in a rather gorgeous outfit. Her dress is embroidered with dark blue patterns, which accentuates her delicate and pretty face. However, her beautiful eyes are full of affection and reveal a hint of charm.

However, deep within those bright and alluring eyes lay a hint of worry.

Lan Feiying crossed her arms, the tight fabric of her fiery red cheongsam outlining her proud and upright chest. Her eyes were filled with tears as she stared at the scene woven by the Lock of Desolate Time. Suddenly, she chuckled and said, "If he really is on Liangyi Peak, my sister should know about this. In fact, you don't need to worry about his safety."

She knew that her sister never liked taking advantage of others, and that Mu Zhian's age was stuck in the past few years, and that her sister was always reserved, so naturally she would not do anything too outrageous.

"Fairy Yao Yue, do you know where the Azure Emperor went yesterday?" Bai Ruoxi suddenly asked.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi, who had remained silent, raised her head and gazed at the red dot that appeared on the map. She gently shook her head: "Senior Qingdi usually does not show his face in Yaochi Holy Land. Even when he was staying in Yaochi Holy Land a few days ago, he was always cultivating in Guiyi Pavilion."

"So, probably no one in the entire Jade Pool knows when Senior Azure Emperor left."

She resembled Yao Meng, also shrouded in a hazy ethereal mist, though the mist was thinner than Yao Meng's. Yet, her beauty remained otherworldly, so ethereal that it seemed unreal, as if she had come from beyond the heavens.

However, the fairy's mood was extremely complicated at this moment, and she looked at the beauties in the room with a complicated gaze.

Now that the Azure Emperor has ascended to heaven, it is impossible for anyone in this world to take Mu Zhi'an away quietly in front of him.

Without a doubt, the Azure Emperor is not currently at Yaochi. He must have realized where Mu Zhian was and then followed him to Liangyi Peak.

Everyone present was intelligent enough not to know this fact.

It's just that they subconsciously don't want to admit it.

After all, if the Azure Emperor really went to Liangyi Peak, then what is she doing now?

Even though she was unaware of the love and hate entanglements of everyone, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi still knew a little about the Empress who stood tall in the world.

Seeing the atmosphere become slightly silent, Ye Lingxuan suddenly said, "I'll try to share the Ancestral Artifact with the Reincarnated Empress, so that she can control the Lock of Desolate Time. That way, everyone can feel more at ease seeing Brother Mu safely recuperating in Liangyi Peak."

As soon as she finished speaking, the white-robed mature woman, who was always by Ye Lingxuan's side, slightly raised her hand. After Ye Lingxuan granted her authority, the Lock of Desolate Time was also controlled by her.

Splash...

A clanging sound of chains came from inside the room, and then the scene in Guiyi Pavilion became clearer and clearer to everyone's eyes.