It turns out, they were the main characters.

Huang Weifeng flew through the air on his sword, transforming into a streak of light as he darted into an ancient city within the Lan family's territory. Having narrowly escaped death, he was still shaken and panting heavily.

As he gradually calmed down, he felt both shocked and angry.

She was shocked because she had concealed her presence, yet the carriage owner had still managed to detect her. She was angry at herself for being such a coward; facing the young man inside the carriage, she had fled without hesitation, losing face completely.

Huang Weifeng only felt a little curious and even a little jealous of Mu Zhian after seeing another chosen one with that strange man.

He was a transmigrator, and his innate mental strength was much stronger than that of ordinary people. Moreover, he was blessed with great fortune from the Heavenly Dao, so his future prospects were limitless. Naturally, he would look down on the natives of this world to some extent.

"Senior Qilin's earlier warning was indeed correct. The owner in the carriage was acting strangely. Even though I concealed my aura, he still detected me," Huang Weifeng sighed.

At this moment, a gruff reprimand came from the jade slip: "That's why I told you a long time ago that there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. Don't look down on anyone, because you never know if they might be pretending to be weak while actually being strong."

"Not only the owner of that carriage, but also all the various people you've encountered in the past, even the disabled villagers you met in your village back then, you must never underestimate them," the Holy Light Qilin reminded him, seemingly unintentionally.

Hearing this, Huang Weifeng was somewhat unconvinced and shook his head, saying, "The owner of this carriage is indeed remarkable, but that doesn't mean everyone in the world is like him. Besides, I will definitely be able to surpass him in the future."

Although his current level is not as high as that of the chariot owner, he is still a chosen one, a chosen one who has been blessed with a 'golden finger' since he transmigrated to this world.

Using this cheat code to get to the end, it would be only natural for him to have a large number of wives and concubines in the future.

Chosen ones can attract each other. Today, he sensed the aura of the Heavenly Dao emanating from the young lady of the Lan family. Similarly, she must have sensed his existence as well.

Even if he doesn't go to Lan Feiying, they will meet sooner or later.

This is fate.

"No, I really can't leave the Lan family so soon. I can't just give up the opportunities here..."

Hearing Huang Weifeng's mutterings, the Holy Light Qilin became somewhat exasperated and said, "The Lan family of Dongzhou has a prominent position. That woman is not someone you can lay a finger on. Go back to your cultivation and you'll be able to have any beauty you want in the future."

"Senior Qilin is absolutely right. That's why we can't miss this opportunity at the Lan Clan's Ancestor Worship Ceremony in order to become stronger, isn't it?"

After saying this, Huang Weifeng ignored the Holy Light Qilin's furious reprimands, blocked the voices coming from the jade slip, and strode out of the city gate.

But at this moment, ripples appeared out of nowhere in the void behind him, and the Nightmare of the Void opened a strange eye, staring at the direction Huang Weifeng had left.

……

"The Soul-Locking Bell actually reacted in this important territory of the Blue Clan...?"

"Does this mean that the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox's spiritual consciousness is hidden in this area?"

"If that's the case, then the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox's spiritual consciousness might be within one of the sects here?"

Meanwhile, the carriage carrying Mu Zhian was heading towards the main hall of the Lan family.

He toyed with the ancient bell in his hand, and countless questions flashed through his mind at that moment.

Wei Mengrou's attention was also drawn to it. When she saw the ancient bell shaking violently, her eyes flickered slightly, and she subconsciously glanced at the young master. Her red lips parted slightly, as if she was about to say something.

At this moment, Lan Feiying couldn't help but ask, "What is that ancient bell in your hand? Why is it making so much noise?"

Mu Zhian gently pressed the Soul-Locking Bell to suppress its sound and laughed, "It's a little trinket that I got by chance in the Demon Realm before, Sister Fei Ying, you don't need to worry about it."

"More importantly, how is the purpose of your trip progressing?" Mu Zhian asked.

Upon hearing this, Lan Feiying's charming expression gradually faded, replaced by a hint of coldness. She said indifferently, "There are three major factions within the Lan family. They usually present a united front to the outside world, but internal disputes often arise. They have yet to reach a conclusion on this matter."

The two Lan sisters wanted their mother's memorial tablet to return to the Lan family. However, the Lan clan had been delaying for so long without giving them a response to such a simple request.

If it weren't for their mother's dying wish, the two sisters wouldn't have waited until the ancestral worship ceremony began; they probably would have already passed away.

Mu Zhian looked thoughtful and was about to ask more questions when his spiritual sense immediately detected a cool and aloof woman standing in front of the sacred ground beneath his feet.

The aura felt very familiar.

Her moon-white dress fluttered in the wind, as if accompanied by the moonlight. At this moment, she raised her clear and beautiful eyes and looked up at the sky.

Lan Feiying lifted the carriage curtain and glanced inside, saying, "It seems that my sister has already noticed our presence."

"Senior Sister's mental strength is very powerful, so it's not surprising that she was able to detect us so quickly. Her aura is even stronger than before."

Mu Zhian smiled and said something to distract the two women, then quietly got up and sat down in the seat opposite them.

The attention to detail is impeccable.

Although Senior Sister knew that Young Master Mu was philandering outside, doing this would at least prevent her from seeing him being intimate with other girls and getting jealous. In this way, she wouldn't one day think too much and use that teleportation talisman to send him to the basement of Liangyi Peak.

Well, given how calculating the sect leader is, I might find her lying in wait in the basement on the very day I'm teleported by my senior sister...

As Mu Zhian pondered these thoughts, the carriage slowly descended towards the outside of the Lan family's main hall.

The blue lotus ring on Mu Zhian's finger was, for some reason, shimmering with a faint, clear light.

……

Inside the main hall of the Lan family, numerous powerful auras converged at this moment, almost all of them being beings at the Returning Void Realm.

After the rules of heaven and earth were rewritten, refining the spirit and returning to emptiness was not as difficult as it was at the beginning, and as for enlightenment... it was no longer an impossible thing to advance.

Among these powerful auras, only one middle-aged man did not emanate any spiritual energy fluctuations, yet he possessed an imposing and authoritative demeanor.

Lan Pingzhi is the current patriarch of the Lan family and the biological father of the Lan sisters. He is a half-step Dao Enlightenment cultivator.

Outside the hall, a number of young people had also gathered.

Most of these people are members of the main branch of the Lan family, the pride of the Eastern Continent.

Their eyes were filled with curiosity as they glanced into the hall from time to time, whispering amongst themselves.

Previously, the statues in the Lan family's ancestral land trembled, even alarming two living fossils who had been in seclusion for thousands of years. Shortly afterward, several elders gathered together, seemingly discussing something.

Firstly, it was due to the unexplained tremors that had previously occurred at the ancestral home of the Blue Clan, and secondly, it was for this ancestral worship ceremony.

Just then, a member of the Lan family rushed in, looking agitated.

"What's the matter that you're in such a panic? Can't you see that the elders are still discussing important matters?" Lan Pingzhi asked, his brows furrowed.

The elders nearby remained silent, listening as the clansman continued, "The guest elders from the Yaochi Holy Land have come to visit today and are now traveling here with the two young ladies."

The pale-faced elder of the Lan family raised a slight eyebrow and said, "A guest elder of the Yaochi Holy Land?"

The elders present exchanged glances, their eyes filled with doubt.

The ancestral worship ceremony is still some days away, so why did the guest elders of Yaochi arrive at the Lan family so early?

"Since he is a guest of Yaochi, please invite him into the hall for a seat," Lan Pingzhi said immediately upon seeing this.

Upon hearing this, the clansman immediately nodded, then hesitated for a moment before looking at the elders and tentatively asking, "What about the two young ladies...?"

Lan Feiying and Lan Mulian have been out of place with the Lan family these days, and the elders are somewhat dissatisfied with the sisters' attitude. However, the fact that they have taken the initiative to welcome this mysterious guest from Yaochi means that they know each other. If they are turned away, it will inevitably make the guest think too much.

"Please invite them to come over together," Lan Pingzhi said.

He was more interested in the identity of this guest minister of Yaochi than in the subtle thoughts of these clansmen.

You should know that since Lan Mulian and Lan Feiying returned to the Lan family, not only have the elders ignored them, but even their father, Lan Pingzhi, hasn't paid them much attention.

Why would these two aloof sisters personally greet a guest from Yaochi?

Standing beside his father, Lan Wu's eyes flickered slightly. For some reason, he had a vague premonition.

……

A quarter of an hour later, in the main hall of the Lan family palace, several elders of the Lan family met this mysterious guest of Yaochi.

The young clansmen outside the hall were all curious, secretly observing the young man who had come into view.

Who exactly is this young man dressed in a magnificent black robe?

Not only was he extremely handsome, but even the maids around him were breathtakingly beautiful, no less so than the sisters Lan Mulian and Lan Feiying.

"Mu Zhian?"

Upon seeing the boy in his field of vision, along with his two younger sisters, one in a red dress and the other in a white dress, Lan Wu almost instinctively spoke up.

Mu Zhian smiled gently and said, "Uncle... cough, Brother Lan Wu, it's been a long time."

Lan Wu's expression was strange, and he almost couldn't resist picking up a stool and slapping Mu Zhian's handsome face.

What do you mean by still thinking about my two younger sisters even though you're already married? And you even swaggered into my Lan family home?

But he quickly suppressed these impulses.

After all, Mu Zhian is currently here as a guest of Yaochi, a guest who has come from afar.

Lan Pingzhi glanced at Mu Zhian a few times. He had obviously heard of Mu Zhian's name, but seeing his two daughters standing so intimately beside him, he couldn't help but feel a little more wary.

The elder standing to the side smiled and said, "So you are the husband of the Azure Emperor. No wonder you are so young and have already become a guest elder of the Jade Pool. You are truly a promising young man."

These words sound like a compliment, but they also seem to have a sarcastic tone, giving the impression that Mu Zhian is living off a woman.

Fortunately, Mu Zhian did not mind and said with a smile, "Elder, you flatter me. It's just that Yao Meng is too kind. I know my own limitations."

"If young friend Mu didn't have some skills, Senior Qingdi wouldn't have taken a liking to you," an elder said with a smile.

A white-haired old man standing beside her had a look of reminiscence in his eyes: "Back when I had not yet begun my cultivation, Fairy Yao Meng was already an empress standing tall in the world. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the number of cultivators pursuing her could stretch from the Eastern Continent to the border of the Demon Realm. Now that she has taken a liking to you, young friend, that is truly your ability."

"In any case, young friend, please come in and have a seat." The old man made a slight 'please' gesture.

The elders present all looked at the old man with some surprise. This 'living fossil' was the first elder who had witnessed the Lan family's most prosperous period. He usually ignored everyone, but now he had spoken so much to Mu Zhian, which was quite surprising.

After a short while, Mu Zhian followed the others into the hall.

The elder raised his cloudy eyes and smiled, "Young friend, do you recognize these two girls from my Lan family?"

Mu Zhian smiled and nodded: "Senior sister helped me a lot in the past, and Sister Fei Ying has taken good care of me since we were in Tianxuan City. She's like my own sister."

Lan Mulian glanced at the boy casually. Although her face under the thin veil was still aloof, there was a hint of gentleness in her eyes.

Even though he knew that Mu Zhian had no say in their affairs with the Blue Clan, seeing the boy standing in front of him would soften even the coldest heart.

Of course... it would be even better if he didn't have Wei Mengrou's perfume scent on him.

From the moment she sat down beside him, Lan Mulian smelled a minty fragrance on Mu Zhian, and Wei Mengrou also exuded a similar scent.

Clearly, the two of them probably had quite a few intimate moments on their way to the Lan family.

The eldest elder of the Lan family looked enlightened, glanced at Lan Mulian and the other person without leaving a trace, and nodded, saying, "No wonder young friend Mu came to my Lan family. In that case, I will have someone take good care of young friend Mu these days."

As he said this, he stood up and gestured to the servant next to him, indicating that Mu Zhian should be taken to a guest room.

"Actually, I have another request to make today."

Mu Zhian looked at the approaching servant and suddenly said with a smile.

The elder's cloudy eyes were fixed on Mu Zhi'an as he continued: