It turns out, they were the main characters.

Mu Zhian glanced at the withered flowers and plants in the forest, then casually looked away.

"Let's go back first."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave the Polaris Forest.

But at that moment, a small hand suddenly and gently grabbed Mu Zhian's clothes.

"Wait a minute..."

Mu Zhian paused, his steps faltering slightly as he turned to look at the aloof beauty in the black gauze dress.

A blush crept across her usually aloof face as she raised her moist silver eyes and stared intently at Mu Zhi'an.

Then, with those gentle whispers that seemed to linger in her ear, she uttered words that seemed to tug at Mu Zhi'an's nerves.

"Is just once enough?"

The weight of her soft body leaned completely against Mu Zhi'an's chest, enveloped in a mysterious and eerie black mist, like a woman's small hand gently stroking Mu Zhi'an's face.

Within the black fog, one could vaguely hear the sound of chains interlocking and clashing.

Mu Zhian never imagined that the cold and beautiful maid would take such initiative.

His heart fluttered, and he tightly embraced Wei Mengrou's voluptuous waist with his hand, which had been hanging in mid-air.

Wei Mengrou's long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.

Those beautiful eyes were moist with emotion.

……

Blue tribe.

At this moment, many elders of the Lan family sat in the hall, their faces extremely solemn.

At the end of the long table, a solemn-faced man sat in a chair, looked around at the elders below the stage, and slowly said, "What do you elders think of today's events?"

“Huang Weifeng has considerable backing. I’ve never seen a Dao Integration Realm cultivator who is also a cripple before… Today’s events have probably offended him,” the Fourth Elder said.

He was one of the elders who secretly watched Huang Weifeng cause this commotion outside the palace today.

“That’s not necessarily true. Back then, that senior said he only had an agreement with Huang Weifeng’s elders to save his life… It doesn’t necessarily mean they had a very good relationship. Otherwise, today they wouldn’t just be taking him away; they would probably be demanding an explanation.” Another elder immediately shook his head and said.

These words immediately garnered the approval of many elders.

Not long ago, several elders of the Blue Clan gathered together to discuss the various clues surrounding Huang Weifeng's incident.

"Have the memorial tablets of the two girls' birth mothers been sent to the Lan family?" At this moment, the First Elder suddenly asked.

"Preparations have been made so that her spirit tablet will be brought back to the Blue Clan on the day of the ancestral worship ceremony."

The Second Elder hesitated at this point, then said in a low voice, "However, letting them return to the Lan family might not be a good thing..."

His cloudy eyes held a hint of gloom.

"Yes, although my Lan family holds a high position and great power in the Eastern Continent, if that matter gets out..."

"Lanqin, some things are better left unsaid. Be careful what you say." The Grand Elder's gaze swept over them, and for a fleeting moment, a sharp glint flashed in his kind eyes.

All the elders fell silent.

At this moment, the first elder, a 'living fossil' sitting in the corner, slowly spoke up: "Originally, I also thought it would be better not to welcome back the memorial tablet of Lan Pingzhi's wife... But now it seems that it would be good to let her memorial tablet return to the Lan family."

"It's clear that Mu Zhian likes the two sisters very much, and it can be said that they are mutually in love."

"Even if something happens in the future, he will protect the two of them."

Upon hearing this, Lan Pingzhi, seated at the head of the table, frowned slightly: "Mutual affection? If something really happens, does Senior really think Mu Zhian will cover for those two sisters?"

The first elder said calmly, "Not to mention that my Lan family has a deep foundation and has established considerable prestige in the Eastern Continent, even if we put this matter aside, Mu Zhi'an is backed by the Azure Emperor. If others knew that Mu Zhi'an had a close relationship with those two girls, would anyone be willing or dare to offend him?"

Lan Pingzhi fell silent.

He still felt that Mu Zhian was unreliable and not good enough for his two daughters.

Lan Mulian possesses unparalleled talent throughout the Nine Provinces and a beauty surpassing even the snow, while her younger sister, Lan Feiying, is charming and captivating, with equally astonishing talent.

Besides having the Azure Emperor backing him up, what else does Mu Zhi'an have?

If the Azure Emperor abandons him in the future, what will he have left?

At this moment, the Second Elder spoke Lan Pingzhi's thoughts: "Perhaps Senior Qingdi was just playing around...? After all, they have never experienced danger, and their relationship is bound to lack some trials."

"When the Azure Emperor ascended to heaven, Mu Zhi'an seemed to have followed her... The Azure Emperor also said that Mu Zhi'an had helped her a great deal," an elder said from the side.

"This is just to save face for Mu Zhian. What help can a Refining Spirit Realm cultivator possibly offer?" The Second Elder immediately shook his head.

The elders all nodded silently.

At this moment, the first elder looked around at everyone and suddenly whispered, "On the day that the Azure Emperor ascended to heaven, I happened to wake up and saw the two evil gods, the God of the Sky and the God of the Earth, being frightened by a ruler and desperately trying to escape."

These words immediately sparked a discussion among the elders.

"One person can intimidate two Dao Integration Realm experts? Besides the sect leader of the Two Elements Sect, is there anyone else in this world who can do that?"

"Are you sure you're not seeing things? The difference in strength between cultivators at the Dao Integration Realm shouldn't be that big. The Southern Wilderness Evil God's magic is incredibly strange, how could he be chased down by someone without any power to fight back?"

Lan Pingzhi hesitated and asked, "Could it be that the elder suspects... that Mu Zhian is the one who killed the two evil gods?"

The first elder remained silent.

The Fourth Elder listened to their conversation and nodded slightly, as if about to say something.

Then, something seemed to come to mind, and he murmured, "A ruler...?"

boom!

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck my brain.

Almost immediately, his expression froze, his breathing quickened, and he instinctively gripped the teacup in his hand.

Click.

The surface of the teacup was covered with dense cracks, and then in the next instant, tea splashed out everywhere.

This commotion attracted the attention of many. The first elder was the first to notice the anomaly, and his peaceful gaze fell on the fourth elder as he asked:

"What's the matter that you're in such a panic?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to look at them.

The elderly elder calmed himself down slightly and said in a deep voice, "Today I saw Mu Zhian wield a ruler. Its power was astonishing, and it contained divinity. In terms of grade, it probably surpassed the ancestral artifact."

Lan Pingzhi raised an eyebrow: "It's rare to see a ruler as a weapon, but to say that it can surpass an ancestral artifact is a bit of an exaggeration."

"What weapon in this world can surpass the ancestral weapon?"

It should be noted that with an ancestral artifact, even a cultivator at the Refining Spirit Realm can fight against a cultivator at the Returning Void Realm and remain undefeated.

In cross-border battles, only ancestral artifacts can prevail.

What kind of weapon could surpass the ancestral weapon?

If such a weapon truly existed, wouldn't someone at the Enlightenment Realm be able to fight against someone at the Unity Realm...?

A thought flashed through Lan Pingzhi's mind, and as if remembering something, he froze for a moment, muttering to himself:

"Ruler...ruler..."

His eyes suddenly widened, as if he had thought of something, and he stared intently at the Fourth Elder.

"Mu Zhian... is he the one who killed two evil gods?" He squeezed out the question through gritted teeth.

In the hall, the expressions of several elders changed drastically.

For a moment, a deathly silence fell.

……

Liangyi Peak.

The back mountain was quite deserted at night. Lin Ling's silver hair was draped over her shoulders, and her pure red eyes were only focused on the meat bun in her hand and the crystal pork knuckle in the butter paper bag.

She ate two large meat buns with gusto, then took out a piece of crystal pork knuckle from the butter paper bag and stuffed it into her mouth, making her mouth bulge with meat, as if her face had turned into a big meat bun.

Then, she picked up the teacup that Shang Yanfei had placed on the table, took a sip of tea, and tried her best to swallow the tea and food.

While munching on a large meat bun, I sighed inwardly.

During this time, Mu Zhian was not in the sect, so Lin Ling had to come to Shang Yanfei to feed him.

Although the woman was feeding her, she hadn't seen Mu Zhi'an for quite some time, and she was starting to miss him.

It wasn't because of the food, but because Mu Zhian had a very pleasant fragrance that made people feel safe and secure when they were around him.

After finishing two large meat buns, he took out the last one and was about to take a bite.

At this moment, Lin Ling suddenly paused, turned her head slightly, and looked suspiciously at a courtyard on the back mountain.

That courtyard was Shang Yanfei's residence, and it was usually very quiet. Apart from her and Lan Mulian, no one else would disturb them.

But tonight she noticed something unusual in the courtyard.

After glancing at it for a few moments, Lin Ling tilted her head and asked in a puzzled tone, "Aaa?"

She could sense an immense spiritual energy emanating from that courtyard.

“I am not here, but beside Consort Shang Yan.”

The next moment, the silver-haired beauty's figure floated lightly outside the bath.

Lin Ling gently pushed open the door. White mist drifted in the bathtub, and pink petals covered the tub, filling the air with fragrance.

Shang Yanfei's long hair was tied up at the back of her head, with strands of hair hanging down gently to rest on her shoulders.

She didn't turn around, her tone calm and natural: "What's wrong?"

Lin Ling tilted her head, looking at the woman with her back to her with a strange expression: "Aaa?"

“This place is protected by an array, so even if you speak, your words will not become law.”

A calm and elegant voice drifted gently from the front of the bathtub.

No wonder she didn't appear beside Shang Yanfei after her words came true. She had set up a formation in this bath, so even if her words came true, they wouldn't work.

"Do you also suffer the pain of being burned by karmic fire?" Lin Ling asked.

Her voice was as clear as a silver bell, but her speech was somewhat hesitant, because of the 'Word Spirit', Lin Ling had never spoken to anyone for many years.