It turns out, they were the main characters.

"So, both morally and logically, I shouldn't help with this."

She looked at the silent boy, casually placed her delicate foot on his shoulder, and said with a smile, "You don't seem disappointed at all?"

"I know Sister Ye hasn't finished speaking yet," Mu Zhian said with a smile.

Ye Qingxin narrowed her eyes, her toes lightly brushing against Mu Zhian's shoulder. She leaned on the table with one hand, looking down at him with a hint of pleasure in her eyes: "You can beg me."

"If I can make my sister happy, I will find a way to satisfy any of your needs."

Mu Zhian silently looked up at the woman who was so close to him.

With her ethereal beauty and captivating charm, her full, rosy lips parted slightly, as if exhaling an alluring breath, and her bewitching eyes held a hint of teasing amusement.

Normally, Mu Zhian's heart would probably be racing by now, and he wouldn't be able to endure it like this.

However, at this moment... Mu Zhian had no desires or wants.

Ling'er's words were too outrageous... Mu Zhi'an looked at the beautiful ancestor of the Ye clan and her captivating eyes, but felt no desire whatsoever. For a moment, his mentality was about to collapse.

He opened his mouth slightly, as if he was about to say something.

Just kidding.

At this moment, Ye Qingxin gently touched Mu Zhian's lips with her slender, jade-like finger and said with a smile, "The Blue Clan's ancestral worship ceremony... if needed, I will help you with this."

She raised her hand to stroke Mu Zhi'an's face, her bewitching red eyes filled with alluring charm: "But you should know what you'll use to make amends, right?"

That sounds like something out of a Japanese drama...

Mu Zhian subconsciously reached out to put his arm around her waist, but the next moment, Ye Qingxin quietly left his embrace and said with a coquettish smile, "Don't rush, it's not the right time yet."

"After all, I still want to leave the best experience to my true self."

Ye Qingxin's red lips approached the boy's ear, her breath sweet as orchids: "When the time comes, we'll go to the room where the Azure Emperor is in seclusion and have some fun."

Mu Zhian's heart fluttered, but almost instantly, the Word Magic took effect, and his previously restless desire vanished in an instant.

This feeling was so unbearable. He had clearly developed desire for Ye Qingxin, yet there was a mysterious force at work that was dispelling his thoughts.

If Sister Lin Ling wanted to play with the "inch" (a euphemism for sexual intercourse), wouldn't that make me suffer to death...? Mu Zhian thought of this extremely terrifying thing.

Ye Qingxin looked at the boy with a half-smile and said softly, "Word magic is truly amazing, it can actually do this much."

"However, I am quite curious whether the power of words can continue to restrain your desires if they reach their limit."

The moment she finished speaking, crimson-gold flames ignited around Ye Qingxin.

The next moment, the flames dissipated, and she was found to be wearing a light, gauze-like blue dress.

"This is... Yao Meng's dress?" Mu Zhian asked in surprise.

"I picked one up when I went to Yuzhou before, does it look good?"

Ye Qingxin twirled around in front of Mu Zhian without any sense of incongruity; on the contrary, she exuded a cool and ethereal aura amidst her alluring beauty.

Although she seemed a little shy, she felt a deep, inexplicable joy.

Wearing the clothes of the Azure Emperor, and even being intimate with the Azure Emperor's husband... this feeling is truly hard to resist.

Mu Zhian exclaimed sincerely, "She's very beautiful, no less than Yao Meng."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingxin couldn't help but reveal a smile she couldn't suppress.

Then, she reached out and gently stroked Mu Zhi'an's face, and then suddenly stood on tiptoe and gently kissed Mu Zhi'an's lips.

Mu Zhi'an was taken aback for a moment, then transmitted his voice, "Didn't Sister Ye say she wanted to save the experience for her real body..."

"Yes."

Ye Qingxin hooked her arms around his neck and chuckled softly, "I want to save the wonderful experience for the real body, but that doesn't mean we can't enjoy some desserts first."

……

evening.

Lin Ling sat on the soft couch with her legs turned to the side, her eyes slightly closed, and the furnace within her body slowly began to circulate.

The cave within her furnace is connected to the Great Dao, which allows a continuous flow of spiritual energy to flow through it. However, in addition to this, there is now a different kind of spiritual energy in Lin Ling's furnace, distinct from the Great Dao.

That was the spiritual energy originating from the Heavenly Court.

Whenever the karmic fire burns in the furnace, the celestial spiritual energy silently suppresses it, and this process repeats itself continuously.

When half of her furnace is composed of Mu Zhi'an's spiritual energy, the karmic fire will be completely suppressed.

In fact, given Lin Ling's current state, if she doesn't frequently use her incantations, the karmic fire won't backfire on her.

However, whether it was because of Mu Zhian's provocation this morning or something else, the karmic fire that had been suppressed a few days ago was now surging upwards.

The raging flames of karma surged continuously, her cheeks gradually became hot, her breathing became heavy, and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly as she struggled against the flames.

After an unknown amount of time, she slowly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes watery and hazy. Her legs involuntarily rubbed together, and she subconsciously looked towards the study next to her.

……

I can't take it anymore, Sister Ye's fever is getting higher and higher, she really can't take it anymore...

As evening approached, Mu Zhian was exhausted, experiencing both pain and pleasure.

Lin Ling's words were so powerful that even when he was intimate with Ye Qingxin, several times his thoughts would inexplicably disappear on their own as soon as they arose.

"Damn, if Ling'er asks me to stay in 'post-spirited mode' for a year, wouldn't I have to hold it in for a whole year...?"

Mu Zhian suddenly remembered this chilling thing and instantly perked up.

He then quickly let out a long sigh of relief.

Don't panic. Unlike any fish in the pond, Lin Ling is an innocent and naive girl. She doesn't like fighting and wouldn't do something so outrageous...

If it were Yao Meng instead, Mu Zhian would probably have been misused by the company, turning his 'public bus' into his 'private car'.

Arriving at the tightly closed hut, Mu Zhian saw the flickering candlelight inside and knew that Miss Linglong was still in her room. So he didn't disturb her, but instead found an empty room to meditate and cultivate.

Occasionally taking time to meditate and sit in stillness can be quite enjoyable.

Before he knew it, it was midnight. Mu Zhian suddenly heard a slight commotion coming from the window. He glanced at the door without making a sound and caught a glimpse of a silver hair out of the corner of his eye.

Mu Zhian closed his eyes without making a sound, pretending to be focused on his cultivation.

“Aaa…”

At that moment, he heard a shy and bashful voice beside him. He opened his eyes and saw Lin Ling, who was propped up on the bed and staring straight at him.

"What's wrong? I'm still meditating and cultivating," Mu Zhian asked curiously.

Something seems off about her. Could it be that she's suffering from the backlash of karmic fire again...?

As he spoke, Mu Zhian secretly observed Lin Ling's condition. There were indeed signs of being affected by the backlash of karmic fire, but it wasn't as severe as before.

Lin Ling blushed, gently tugged at Mu Zhi'an's sleeve, and looked at him with teary eyes: "Aaaa..."

As he spoke, he handed Mu Zhian a meat bun.

"You bribed me with a meat bun to make me work..." Mu Zhi'an couldn't help but complain inwardly, but said with composure, "Ling'er, have you forgotten that my desires were just sealed by your words of power today?"

He wanted to tease Lin Ling a little longer, but at this moment, the silver-haired beauty seemed to lose patience and parted her red lips slightly: "Mu Zhian will be obsessed with me tonight and unable to extricate himself."

Mu Zhian: "?"

I always feel like Ling'er is the man, and I'm the woman she sleeps with. She kicks me out when she's in a sage mode, but when she's in desire, she wants to sleep with me again... Mu Zhi'an thought to herself.

However, the next moment, his gaze was uncontrollably drawn to her.

His wrist was pinned down by Lin Ling, and the silver-haired beauty's usually clear and bright red eyes were now flashing with an unusual light, her pink lips glistening faintly in the candlelight.

She pursed her full lips, and then, under Mu Zhian's gaze, slowly approached him.

Mu Zhian could clearly feel the soft warmth of the girl's body in his arms, her quickened heartbeat, and even the alluring fragrance lingering around his nose; everything seemed incredibly real... His hand, which had been suspended in mid-air, finally wrapped around her plump waist.

Then he lowered his head and kissed her soft lips.

……

Liangyi Peak.

A paper crane emitting a shimmering white light flew into the Liangyi Sect and gracefully headed towards the back of Liangyi Peak.

The woman, dressed in a dark, ornate robe, raised her fingertips, pinched the paper crane, and casually tore it apart.

The contents of the letter came into view.

She glanced at it only once before casually putting the paper crane away, and then her gaze fell on the bronze mirror on the table.

The beautiful and enchanting scene at this moment was reflected in the bronze mirror and entered Shang Yanfei's field of vision.

Looking at the silver-haired beauty in the mirror, and the boy she had suppressed, she couldn't help but sigh softly.

Shang Yanfei recalled the scene when she first met Linglong.

The Spirit Dragon was originally the most beloved creation of the heavens, a creature born from the Great Dao, and was born with the most powerful and violent ability—the power of words.

However, at that time, the spirit dragon could not control the power of words, and often caused a lot of trouble because it could not control its own power.

Therefore, wherever he went, people were afraid of him.

Later, she took in Linglong and kept him by her side, naming him Lin Ling.

Less than a thousand years later, the spirit dragon broke through to enlightenment, abandoning the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man, choosing to resonate with the Great Dao, and achieving the Dao Integration Realm.

It was from that time that Linglong realized that the Heavenly Dao Qi in Shang Yanfei's body was binding her, so he used the power of words to transfer three portions of Heavenly Dao Qi into his own body.

The spirit dragon, already troubled by karmic fire, had no choice but to go into seclusion in its grotto to suppress the karmic fire.

It wasn't until Mu Zhian appeared one day that everything began to gradually change.

……

……

I'm experiencing a bit of writer's block. I'll get some rest early tonight and work on it tomorrow.

Chapter 445 Yao Meng: I've Met My Match 6K

In the dead of night, the old village was quiet, with only the occasional bark of a dog.

There aren't many entertainment options in this world, so most mortals go inside to rest at this time.