It turns out, they were the main characters.

Today, she wore a plain white dress that suited her personality, and the fresh and elegant white gauze skirt added a touch of cool beauty. As always, she was covered with a thin veil, as cool and elegant as a fairy in a painting.

A strand of hair fell across her face, adding to her languid air.

As spring approaches, the glittering Milky Way adorns the dark sky, and Taichu Lake is exceptionally tranquil at night. Lan Mulian, dressed in a beautiful white dress and wearing a pair of snow-white knee-high boots, looks around at the slightly chilly Taichu Lake.

Her beautiful eyes were clear and calm as she said, "You made me come to Taichu Lake so late at night. How long are you going to hide yourself?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a ray of light appear on the surface of the lake.

Then, more and more light shimmered on the lake, twinkling and colorful, as beautiful as a stunning painting.

Lan Mulian's cool and beautiful eyes sparkled with a strange light as she gazed at the enchanting shimmering light on the lake's surface, momentarily mesmerized.

Ripples spread across the lake.

"Drunk, I knew not that the sky was reflected in the water; my boat was filled with dreams that pressed down on the Milky Way."

A gentle voice of a young man could be faintly heard from afar. A painted boat drifted on Taichu Lake, its surface rippling with the movement of spiritual energy, before finally coming to rest at the lakeside.

Mu Zhian raised his handsome face and smiled, "Senior sister, do you like it?"

Lan Mulian didn't say anything, but she felt her heart pounding faster.

She slightly moved her delicate neck, seemingly trying to maintain her usual dignified demeanor, but in the end, she couldn't help but look at the young man.

"Let's go to the middle of the lake together; it will be even more beautiful from there."

Mu Zhian reached out his hand to her.

Lan Mulian's beautiful face remained expressionless, but her gaze was fixed intently on Mu Zhi'an's eyes.

"Special spirit stones are rare, and you've just wasted nearly a hundred of them?"

"Senior sister, tonight is a romantic night for us. Wouldn't talking about spirit stones spoil the atmosphere?" Mu Zhi'an shook his head and smiled.

"Who's being romantic with you?" Lan Mulian glared at Mu Zhian, her tone indifferent.

At that moment, Mu Zhian suddenly reached out and removed her veil.

She revealed a flawless face, radiating a cool and exquisite beauty, her cheeks now flushed with a passionate blush.

"Junior brother, please have some self-respect!"

Lan Mulian glared at Mu Zhian and snatched it back.

Mu Zhian seized the opportunity to grasp her slightly cool hand and whispered, "Senior Sister, do you really want to be so distant with me?"

Lan Mulian parted her red lips slightly, intending to continue her cold and sarcastic remarks.

But recalling Yao Meng's past assertive actions, her eyes darkened, and she lowered her gaze slightly.

Her cool face was flushed with an intoxicating blush. She lowered her head and let Mu Zhian take her hand. Wearing snow-white boots, she bent down and crawled into the painted boat.

The boat swayed gently, creating ripples and making a pleasant sound.

……

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[Goodness, I really didn't expect everyone to want to see the sect leader the most. Are you all just fans of mature women?]

[6K points completed today; only one day left until the reset of blades and monthly tickets (hint)]

Chapter 431 The Ancestor of the Lan Family, The Mysterious Ancient Ship (4.5K)

Mu Zhian infused the painted boat with spiritual energy, controlling the spacious boat to slowly sail towards the lake.

The colorful and unique spirit stones have gradually dimmed. They have burned out and fulfilled their due responsibility by creating a romantic atmosphere, which can be considered as making the best use of them.

The ship was deserted, except on the dimly lit deck, where Lan Mulian was bowing her head and tidying her disheveled moon-white dress.

The dim lanterns swayed gently in the night breeze. She noticed Mu Zhian's teasing gaze and her eyes immediately turned cold. "What's wrong?" she asked.

"It's nothing. I was prepared to stay up all night, but thankfully my senior sister still cares about me."

Mu Zhian smiled and walked over to Lan Mulian's side, reaching out to tidy her messy hair.

If they were to return in this shy manner, Lan Feiying, with her intelligence, would naturally be able to see through it, so both of them were well aware of the situation and made sure to tidy up their appearance a little.

Despite feeling shy inside, Lan Mulian maintained her noble and elegant demeanor and said:

"I was taking a walk nearby when you delivered the paper cranes, and I just happened to stop by to take a look."

Mu Zhian hummed in agreement, but did not expose her. He squatted down, picked up the white boots beside him, and put them on for her.

Lan Mulian lowered her head slightly to look at the boy. For some reason, when she saw the boy at her feet, her eyes inexplicably sparkled with excitement, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a pleasant smile.

"Oh, right, senior sister—"

Mu Zhian had just put her boots on and was about to say something when he saw his senior sister's strange expression in the dim light.

Could it be that my senior sister harbors the heart of a domineering female CEO...?

"Senior sister, you don't have any special hobbies or anything, do you?" Mu Zhian asked tentatively.

"I've never had any particular hobbies, what are you talking about, junior brother?"

Lan Mulian's arrogant tone seemed to instantly revert to that of a noble and aloof beauty.

"I recently stumbled upon a very interesting story at Pavilion Master Yan's place called 'The Overbearing Sect Master Falls in Love with Me.' I happen to remember the story's content, so I'll use my branding technique to compile a sample copy and send it to you later."

Lan Mulian lost interest as soon as she heard the title and scoffed, "Junior brother, do you perhaps like this kind of thing? But I have absolutely no interest in this kind of book."

A domineering sect leader? How could Senior Sister Yan collect such a blasphemous book?

Could it be that Senior Sister Yan is somewhat interested in Master's position as sect leader?

Moreover, what did it mean for my junior brother to give me this kind of novel?

Not to mention that her master could not possibly be nearing the end of his lifespan, even if he were to abdicate one day and she were to become the sect leader, no matter what, she would not do anything domineering.

She would surely be like her master, detached from worldly affairs, not to mention developing an interest in, or even falling in love with, the disciple of her own sect.

The novel that Mu Zhian mentioned is obviously the kind of vulgar work where the leader of a sect tramples men underfoot, appears cold on the surface but is actually tender-hearted inside.

How could such a woman possibly exist in reality?

Mu Zhian naturally noticed Lan Mulian's disdain, but simply smiled and remained silent.

The title isn't great, but no woman can resist a female-oriented, satisfying novel.

In the past, when he occasionally visited Yan Ruyu's library, he would happen to see Sister Yan also reading this novel.

It turns out that many women dream of being a domineering female ruler, and Senior Sister's personality is somewhat similar to that of a domineering female ruler.

After enjoying the evening breeze on the lake for a while, the two went down to the deck and returned to the cabin.

When I get back, I'll prepare a sample and give it to my senior sister. Who knows, after reading the novel, it might spark her 'empress dream'...

As Mu Zhian stepped off the deck, his gaze drifted intentionally or unintentionally toward Lan Mulian, and he thought to himself.

Noticing her junior brother's gaze, Lan Mulian frowned slightly, then casually diverted Mu Zhian's attention: "By the way, where did you find this pleasure boat today?"

Mu Zhian laughed and said, "I saw it docked on the shore and there was no one on the boat, so I borrowed it for now."

It was quite a coincidence. If he hadn't happened to see this pleasure boat near Taichu Lake, he probably wouldn't have thought of what would happen tonight, let alone so easily get the beauty to lean against him.

The night was hazy and quiet, with not a sound to be heard except for the murmur of the painted boats drifting on the lake.

Lan Mulian glanced at Mu Zhian indifferently and said, "Taichu Lake has been abandoned by the Lan family for so long. How could there be a painted boat docked nearby, especially one that looks so new? You don't need to hide the truth just to pursue romance and make me happy."

Mu Zhian shook his head and smiled, "I didn't lie to Senior Sister, this painted boat was moored by the lake early this morning."

He paused, then continued, "In the end, how could any storage ring possibly contain a pleasure boat of this size? Unless it belongs to a cultivator who knows secret techniques and can create a cave within an object."

Upon hearing this, Lan Mulian realized that it seemed to be just as Mu Zhian had said.

Given my junior brother's current level of cultivation, it is indeed impossible for him to possess any secret technique that would allow him to hide a painted boat within his storage ring.

"It seems you only invited me out today. Doesn't Fei Ying know about this?" Lan Mulian suddenly asked.

"I'll have a good talk with Sister Feiying after this... But for now, this is just the two of us, Senior Sister and I." Mu Zhian said softly, holding Lan Mulian's hand.

“Actually, you don’t need to care so much about my feelings. Fei Ying and I are inseparable.” Lan Mulian suddenly said softly.

She paused, then continued, "Otherwise, back at Liangyi Peak, I wouldn't have been with her...with her..."

As she spoke, a charming blush rose on Lan Mulian's cheeks. She seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but glance at the boy a few more times, but she was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

So you and Fei Ying are inseparable, and you can even share your husband...? Mu Zhian pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's go to the shore first, and I'll bring Fei Ying with me?"

"So you're still thinking about Fei Ying after all."

Lan Mulian immediately glanced at him sideways, and her shy demeanor from before instantly faded.

Mu Zhian: "..."

"Didn't Senior Sister say that you and Sister Fei Ying are inseparable?"

He's a bit overwhelmed.

So it turns out you really can't trust what women say.

Lan Mulian glanced at her junior brother with her clear, bright eyes and sneered, "Fei Ying and I are inseparable, but that doesn't mean I want to share a man with her all the time."

Women's words are indeed unreliable... Mu Zhian shrugged and said helplessly, "In that case, let's continue to look at the Milky Way from the ship."

"Wait a minute."

Seemingly recalling what had happened after boarding the ship, Lan Mulian's pretty face flushed slightly. She silently placed one hand on her full chest and hesitated for a moment: "You, you go and call Fei Ying over as well. I don't feel comfortable leaving you alone right now."

The problem is, even if Sister Fei Ying were here, I could still suppress you all... Mu Zhi'an sighed softly:

"Does my senior sister feel that insecure when she's with me?"

Lan Mulian glanced at her junior brother and said, "Look at my current attire, and then repeat your question again."

At this moment, Lan Mulian was sitting on a somewhat old wooden board. The ground was quite clean. She was wearing a sleeveless top, revealing her alluring shoulders and delicate collarbones. Her full and firm breasts were tightly wrapped. The white gauze dress she had worn when she arrived was placed aside.

Her white dress was slightly dusty, but her fair and plump legs were spotless as she sat with her legs slightly turned to the side.

"This dust only got there because of you," Lan Mulian said calmly.

Mu Zhian asked in confusion, "I don't seem to remember when it got dusty."

Then, he clapped his hands, suddenly realizing: "It was when I made my senior sister lie face down on the floor just now—"