It turns out, they were the main characters.

But from now on, he'll probably be able to take on all sorts of forms, including the form of that boy from that night...

If I haven't seen him since returning from the Blue Clan, hmph...

Lan Mulian played with the summoning talisman in her hand, seemingly thinking of some interesting way to play. She chuckled lightly, then quickly composed herself and returned to her aloof demeanor.

"Let's go, to the Blue Clan."

The thorns left in the hearts of the sisters by the Blue Clan during their childhood should now be removed.

Chapter 426 Truly Fine Tea 6.5K

In the afternoon, Mu Zhian walked out of the palace, supporting his back.

Under Shi Miaoyan's hospitality, they sat in a side hall of the main hall, drinking tea and waiting for Wei Mengrou, who had been meditating and cultivating for the past few days, to come out.

He took a sip of tea, opened his personal profile, and pondered as he looked at his current introduction.

Name: Mu Zhian

[Character Role: The Chosen Heroine]

[Physical Constitution: Chaotic Body (possessing multiple physical constitutions)]

[Weapon: Measuring Ruler]

[Luck Value: 95 (Most dangers can be averted, and entering ancient ruins will surely yield some gains)]

His current luck value is 95, which should be considered a person with great luck, but why does it seem like he still encounters bad luck all the time...?

"Sister Mengrou, why do I feel like my luck is different from others?"

Mu Zhian did not turn around, but he could already smell Wei Mengrou's presence. She was standing quietly beside him at some point.

Despite wearing a striking yellow dress, she concealed her presence, making her difficult to detect. As if blending into the air, her graceful figure appeared and disappeared, making it hard to discern her form.

Wei Mengrou raised her eyebrows slightly, quite surprised, and said, "You were actually able to sense my presence?"

After refining her spirit and returning to emptiness, Wei Mengrou's cauldron opened up ten grotto-heavens. She merged the ten grotto-heavens together and constructed a great grotto-heaven within the cauldron, where spiritual energy was abundant.

Even though she didn't deliberately conceal her aura, the young master shouldn't have been able to detect it so easily.

"That's because you used perfume." Mu Zhian moved closer to Wei Mengrou, sniffed the perfume, and looked up with a smile, "Is this Deer Cry Perfume?"

Wei Mengrou glanced at the young master indifferently: "Your nose is really sharp."

Deer Cry Perfume Balm is a relatively niche perfume balm in Dongzhou. Its scent is cool like mint, and because the fragrance is light, not many women use it.

"No wonder he was a scumbag who went out on dates with different women every day. He's certainly seen it all." The maid sneered.

Mu Zhian shrugged: "I rarely see anyone using this perfume. Sister Mengrou is the first, so naturally I'll pay more attention to her."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Wei Mengrou said calmly with a straight face, "You should save those words for the Demon Queen. I am just your maid, so there's no need for me to fawn over you."

Although she had not personally witnessed any intimacy between Mu Zhian and the Demon Queen, not seeing it did not mean she had not heard of it; quite a few rumors had been circulating in the Demon Palace lately.

For example, rumors such as "Mu Zhi'an is a vixen sent by Dongzhou to bewitch His Majesty" or "Beware of Dongzhou's use of handsome men as a trap."

She didn't know if this was just a rumor, but with the young master's current natural furnace-like ability, she wouldn't be surprised if he attracted some kind of vixen.

Maids and young ladies were becoming commonplace.

Mu Zhian smiled and held Wei Mengrou's small hand: "We still need to find a way to please Mengrou, who is willing to serve the young master. Come to think of it, it seems like we haven't had sex for almost half a month..."

Wei Mengrou's delicate, snow-white face instantly flushed with a captivating blush. Noticing the young master's teasing gaze, she immediately glanced at him with disdain and said coldly, "Who wants to be intimate with an insect like you? Don't flatter yourself."

Mu Zhian toyed with the teacup in his hand, glanced at her, and said, "Sister Mengrou, don't you want to know what my innate furnace has become?"

Wei Mengrou scoffed, "No matter how well a natural furnace is packaged, it's still a lowly thing. I have no interest in it."

Mu Zhian raised an eyebrow and began to fish for attention: "Didn't Sister Mengrou notice that my original allure has subsided? Logically speaking, an alluring aura should be passively emitted and difficult to control..."

Wei Mengrou's attention was indeed drawn, and she looked at the handsome young man with suspicion.

That's true... Before, when she saw the young master, her heart would beat faster uncontrollably, and she would even have the thought of getting close to him, but that was because the young master's nine-tailed celestial fox exuded a 'charm' to the opposite sex.

But now, she no longer has those uncontrollable thoughts about the young master.

"How did you do that?" Wei Mengrou couldn't help but ask.

Mu Zhian smiled, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense, and said, "You'll know after we go back and cultivate together."

"If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. I'm not interested," Wei Mengrou said indifferently.

"Then forget it." Mu Zhian nodded and began to drink his tea.

A brief silence fell over the hall, and the master and servant did not continue their conversation.

The maid's eyes flickered slightly, and she subconsciously moved her delicate neck several times, wanting to turn her head to look at the young master, but she held back out of pride and maintained her aloof demeanor.

"Young Master Mu, the carriage is already waiting outside."

At this moment, a demon servant entered the hall and said respectfully.

Outside the palace gates, a chariot pulled by a nine-headed dragon stopped outside the demon palace, its imposing presence attracting the attention of many demon cultivators in the vicinity.

A carriage pulled by a nine-headed dragon is something only high-ranking adults in the demon realm can enjoy. Apart from the thirteen members of the demon realm, only the ancient princes of the few forbidden areas in the demon realm can use such a prestigious carriage when traveling.

Could it be that a descendant of an ancient emperor has emerged from seclusion?

Many people were secretly speculating.

While everyone was speculating, Mu Zhian and Wei Mengrou boarded the carriage and headed towards the Lan family of Dongzhou.

……

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, at the border of the Eastern Continent's Extreme Abyss, a chariot shone brightly like the sun, exuding an extraordinary aura, and sped towards the border between the Demon Realm and the Eastern Continent.

At the border between the Demon Realm and the Eastern Continent, several major demon clans were sitting in a pavilion, enjoying tea and discussing philosophy.

Soon, demon cultivators noticed the carriage that was like a golden light rushing towards the Eastern Continent.

The elder of the Flowing Rainbow Ape clan frowned slightly and said, "Is this a royal descendant of some demon clan making such a big fuss?"

Another bird demon was about to scan the carriage with its spiritual sense when a beautiful female demon immediately raised her hand to stop it.

"Hongyu, why are you stopping me? Do you know the owner of that carriage?" The bird demon asked, his brows furrowed.

The demon cultivator known as "Hongyu" raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a faint smile, "A while ago, many demon cultivators of the Devouring Demon Rhinoceros Clan died, and they suddenly fell from the top of the demon clans on the border to the bottom. If you don't want to sit in this position, you can do as you please."

"I will stop you, but it's all for your own good."

Upon hearing this, the elders of the major demon clans in the border region exchanged glances, their eyes filled with surprise.

"What do you mean by that?" asked a demon cultivator nearby.

At this moment, the bird demon beside him reacted very quickly and suddenly whispered, "If I remember correctly, the eighth seat of the demon realm previously investigated the Devouring Rhinoceros clan and eliminated many internal hidden dangers... Could it be that they offended the owner of this carriage?"

Upon hearing this, many of the demon cultivators present seemed to realize something.

"If it weren't for Elder Hongyu, I'm afraid I would have accidentally offended him today."

“We are all demons from the borderlands, so naturally we should help each other,” Hongyu said with a smile.

Now that their clan has just taken the top position among the demon races in the border region, they are weak and isolated, so they naturally try to win over as many demon hearts as possible.

Her distant relative was the eighth seat of the demon realm. She had learned about the young man from him a few days ago by chance. Combined with the strange annihilation of the Demon-Devouring Rhinoceros clan, she guessed the identity of the owner in the carriage.

But this is quite a grand affair... Just how much of a favor does His Majesty owe Mu Zhian to treat him so well?

The demons of the borderlands watched as the chariot, like a blazing golden light, swept towards the Eastern Continent, and fell into deep thought for a long time.

This scene not only attracted the attention of the demon realm, but also of the major powers in the Eastern Continent when the chariot transformed into a streak of light and sped towards it. Many cultivators from various sects, lineages, and holy lands were secretly observing the chariot.

Many members of ancient aristocratic families are speculating that perhaps the eldest son of some forbidden land in the Eastern Continent has been born, which is why such a commotion has occurred.

But these speculations were quickly drowned out by the increasingly lively ancestral worship ceremony of the Lan family.

The Lan family of Dongzhou controls an incredibly vast territory, and all the major sects and lineages respect the Lan family. After each Lan family ancestral worship ceremony, the statues of the Lan family's ancestors always guide the Lan family's future direction and even help them find ancient relics that have been passed down in Dongzhou.

It was also at this time that various sects would send people to the Lan family to offer their congratulations.

As the date drew near, cultivators from various factions traveled by sword or warship to the Lan family to offer their congratulations.

After the ancestral worship ceremony, the Lan family ancestor will issue a divine decree. Anyone can see the decree, and once it is deciphered, they will receive a great immortal opportunity and soar to the heavens.

It's important to know that the Lan family's ancestors were powerful figures who dominated a region in the past.

The blessings He bestows are an irresistible temptation for monks.

One afternoon, a magnificent carriage pulled by nine-headed dragons flew through the air and sped toward the Lan family of Dongzhou, attracting the attention of passersby.

Such a luxurious carriage, made from special spiritual minerals alone, is priceless. Moreover, dragons are incredibly proud creatures; apart from the rulers of the demon realm, they will only submit to those they acknowledge.

It is easy to imagine that the owner of the chariot must have an extremely powerful background and considerable talent, otherwise he would not have been able to subdue the dragon.

As the carriage passed over a sky pavilion, the gaze of a young man inside the pavilion was also drawn to it.

The man's appearance was not particularly handsome, but he was still pleasing to the eye. He emanated a faint golden light and had a rather extraordinary aura.

"How interesting. Even a terrestrial immortal in the Void Returning Realm wouldn't have such a grand display," the young man muttered to himself, toying with a finely crafted jade slip that appeared in his palm.

The jade slip in his hand emitted a faint light, from which came a calm voice: "In the entire Eastern Continent, there are only a few who can ride in that carriage. It's best not to cause trouble and focus on your cultivation."

“I know that.”

The young man smiled nonchalantly: "If I remember correctly, the Lan family's ancestral worship ceremony is coming up in a while. At that time, the Lan family's ancestors will probably bestow a great deal of divine favor."

"Moreover, I've heard that one of the Lan family's goals this time is to have those two genius sisters recognized as members of their clan. Rumor has it that Lan Mulian is the number one young talent in the Nine Provinces, and her younger sister..."

He paused, then continued, "As chosen ones, their strength is naturally extraordinary; they are truly a pair of exceptional sisters."

As he said this, a thoughtful look appeared in the young man's eyes, and he gazed in the direction of the Lan family.

If I remember correctly, that carriage was also heading in the direction of the Lan family.

"Have you forgotten my warning to you before? It's best not to cause trouble. I have a feeling that the Heavenly Dao's blessing on you has diminished recently, which may indicate that there is something wrong with the Heavenly Dao." The old man's advice came from the jade slip.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure."

The young man couldn't help but reveal a faint smile: "I will cultivate diligently and achieve the Refinement of Spirit and Return to Emptiness as soon as possible."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "If I don't refine my spirit and return to emptiness soon, I'm afraid I'll have to go back to that dilapidated village sooner or later."