It turns out, they were the main characters.

I was chosen by Heaven as its chosen one?!

The first thought that flashed through Mu Zhian's mind was absurdity. The will of Heaven had clearly wanted to kill him before, so how could it possibly choose him as the chosen one now?

He clicked on the entry for the Chosen One and glanced at it: [The Chosen One, the Spirit Dragon is synonymous with great fortune. Those who cultivate with the Spirit Dragon will receive its favor, and all kinds of fortune will be bestowed upon them.]

Mu Zhian gave Lin Ling a strange look.

It turns out that his title of 'Chosen One' is related to the spirit dragon.

“Aaa…”

Just then, Lin Ling's soft call came from beside him, pulling Mu Zhi'an back to reality from his thoughts.

The notebook was handed to him: "Don't think about other women."

Mu Zhian raised an eyebrow and wrote, "Didn't you say you didn't mind me being with other girls? Why are you meddling in my private affairs now?"

Lin Ling shook her head and wrote in her notebook: "When you're with me, think about other people, don't think about other people."

“I only have you and her by my side, but you have many people by your side.”

Mu Zhian's heart stirred slightly. He knew that Lin Ling was referring to Shang Yanfei, but he was somewhat surprised that his status in her heart had unknowingly become so high.

Linglong probably only saw him as a 'meal ticket' before, and Mu Zhian had never considered trying to win over a foodie.

It's true that feelings can develop over time...

Thankfully, the karmic fire accelerated the progress of the conquest; otherwise, even feeding the spirit dragon for thousands of years might not have been enough to win her over.

After all, trying to win over a simple-minded, emotionless girl is unlikely to work unless she comes to her senses on her own.

Moreover, this person with no connections can sense whether others like her or not at any time.

"You just said that you only have me and the sect leader with you... then why don't you chat with other people?" Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

"If it were my senior sisters, they definitely wouldn't have any ulterior motives towards you."

He knew that Lin Ling didn't like being with other people. One reason was that the karmic fire made it difficult for her to leave the cave, and another reason was that everyone who came into contact with her was bound to have ulterior motives.

Anyone who knows Linglong's identity will inevitably have some thoughts.

For the sake of 'luck'.

But Bai Ruoxi and the others obviously didn't have such intentions... After all, they were already people with great fortune, and they didn't need the spirit dragon to continue to bless them with good fortune.

Lin Ling gently shook her head: "They will hate me after they find out about my relationship with you."

Mu Zhian gently patted her head: "They won't hate you."

He thought to himself, "Who would dislike someone as innocent and kind as you? Even if Ruoxi and the others know about my relationship with you, at most they'll cause me trouble, but they'd never cause you any trouble."

After all, given Linglong's personality and her status within the Liangyi Sect, who would dare to cause her trouble?

For example, if Shang Yanfei were with Mu Zhian right now, Ye Lingxuan and Lan Mulian would definitely remain silent, not to mention the others.

Ye Lingxuan was influenced by Shang Yanfei from a young age, not to mention Lan Mulian. Shang Yanfei was her master. If she knew that her master and her Daoist partner were together... she would be conflicted at most, but she would definitely not directly question Shang Yanfei.

The same goes for Linglong. She was born as the embodiment of the Nine Provinces' fortune, and even those at the Dao Integration Realm respected her greatly. Naturally, the girls around Mu Zhi'an were the same.

Just as Mu Zhian was thinking of this, he looked at Lin Ling's face and suddenly had an idea.

Thinking about it carefully, Lin Ling really does have very few friends.

She was born with a different status from those around her, and she could easily perceive the good and evil intentions of others. Apart from Shang Yanfei, there were very few cultivators in this world who could have the same status as her.

When other cultivators see her, they will subconsciously feel awe or covetousness towards her.

The spirit dragon possesses a noble status, but it is also a shackle.

Mu Zhian was lost in thought when he suddenly felt Lin Ling gently poking his face.

Then, she handed the notebook to Mu Zhian: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine now."

You're doing well now because I'm by your side, but were you doing well when you were alone in the cave? Mu Zhi'an thought to himself.

Lin Ling continued writing in the notebook: "Once you reach the Void Realm, I can give you the third portion of Heavenly Dao Qi."

"You've helped me so much, how about I give you a gift in return?" Mu Zhian suddenly said.

Lin Ling blinked as she looked at him, her red, starry eyes reflecting Mu Zhi'an's image.

Mu Zhian also gazed into her eyes, those beautiful rose-red eyes were crystal clear, like gems without any impurities.

As Mu Zhian watched, she seemed a little shy, her long, curled eyelashes drooping down, obscuring her rose-red eyes.

Mu Zhian stared at her, then slowly moved closer to her face, until finally, when she raised her uneasy eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

Almost instantly, Lin Ling's mind seemed to be shrouded in a hazy white mist, and then an ancient character appeared in her vision.

The character '者' represents the fourth seat in the Heavenly Court.

At that moment, a girl's clear, sweet voice echoed in Mu Zhi'an's mind: "Oh, a spirit dragon? This is a big client. How did you manage to seduce a spirit dragon, who has gathered all the fortune of the Nine Provinces in his life?"

"Iris?"

Mu Zhian immediately realized that it was the voice of the new Heavenly Dao.

"You also know about the Spirit Dragon?" Mu Zhi'an tried to communicate with Yuan Luo in his heart.

"That's natural. In a sense, the Nine Provinces are what they are today because of the blessing of the Great Dao. The Spirit Dragon was born to be favored by the Great Dao, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she is the Great Dao's own daughter. If you take her to a desolate planet in the universe, within ten thousand years, that planet will be blessed by her fortune and will be completely revitalized."

Ling'er's luck is so exaggerated? It seems a bit of a waste for her to stay in the Liangyi Sect... Mu Zhi'an thought to himself, then heard Yuanluo continue:

"With her blessing in Heaven, it is likely to become even more powerful in the future. It's just a pity that there are too few people in this place. Alas."

“Since you’ve brought her here, why not have a few more children with her? That would be perfect…” She suddenly chuckled. “Heh, I wonder what the children born from the Lord of Heaven and the Daughter of the Great Dao will be like.”

"Get lost!" Mu Zhian unilaterally blocked Yuan Luo, not wanting to hear her continue teasing.

Mu Zhian vaguely felt as if a white mist was enveloping his vision, which blurred for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find himself in the Heavenly Court.

Of the nine seats that appeared before us, four were already lit up, and at the very end of the nine seats was a throne.

Before the throne, he sensed a rather familiar presence.

"The essence blood of the Immortal Realm... how did it end up in the Heavenly Court? Didn't I already refine it into a cauldron back then?" Mu Zhi'an's eyes flickered slightly as he muttered to himself.

Yes, on the throne at the very end of these nine seats is the drop of Immortal Ascension Realm essence blood that Mu Zhian refined back then.

He used that drop of essence blood to kill two Dao Integration Realm cultivators.

After being refined, the essence blood of the Ascension Realm disappeared.

But now, that drop of essence blood has actually appeared on the throne in the Heavenly Court?

Mu Zhian walked slowly toward the throne. All around the throne was a white mist. As he passed through the mist, he vaguely heard the throne in front of him calling to him.

Finally, Mu Zhian walked to the throne and slowly sat down.

For a moment, he suddenly felt a clear mind, as if he were in the heavens, with a feeling as if he held all the power in the world in his hands.

Mu Zhian closed his eyes slightly, sensing this mysterious and unpredictable power.

In the personal interface, the title of Lord of Heaven emitted a charming halo. Mu Zhian clicked on it lightly and glanced at it, and then understood.

After the four seats were given to others, the ruler of the Heavenly Court was largely restored.

If he so desires, Mu Zhian will be able to descend upon the Nine Provinces as the Lord of the Heavenly Court, but only for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

"It's a pity I still don't know what realm the Lord of Heaven is..." Mu Zhian felt somewhat regretful.

If the ruler of the Heavenly Court is at the Feathered Ascension Realm, then it doesn't explain why the Heavenly Court could grant authority to nine powerful beings, enabling them to ascend to immortality.

Logically speaking, the ruler of the Heavenly Court could not possibly be from the Immortal Realm... because according to Mu Zhian's past speculations, the first 'immortal' was likely the Primordial Demoness.

Mu Zhian gently shook his head, dispelling the thoughts in his mind, and closed his eyes slightly, allowing his consciousness to return to reality.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw the silver-haired beauty appear in his field of vision.

Lin Ling was lying on the edge of the bed, staring straight at him. Her dazzling silver hair was loose, and a thin bra strap slipped down to her snow-white arm. She blinked her crystal-clear red eyes, making Mu Zhi'an question his existence.

"What's wrong...?" Mu Zhian had no choice but to ask, then glanced at the silver-haired beauty's graceful figure a few more times.

Without a doubt, in Mu Zhian's fishpond, Lin Ling's breasts weren't the biggest, nor were her legs the longest.

Of course, big has its advantages, and small has its own charm.

All I can say is that Mu Zhian never cares about the size of the girls' breasts.

Even though Lingxuan's breast development has surpassed that of her younger sister, Mu Zhian still likes her very much and doesn't discriminate against her.

Lin Ling glanced at Mu Zhi'an a couple more times, then wrote in her notebook: "You gave me your seat in Heaven, won't you regret it?"

"This is a gift from me, what's there to regret?" Mu Zhian couldn't help but laugh. He beckoned Lin Ling to sit down next to him.

Lin Ling obediently moved closer to Mu Zhi'an, but she looked a little off, glancing at the boy several times before quickly looking away.

"What's wrong? You've seemed a bit off since the beginning," Mu Zhian asked curiously.

Lin Ling hesitated for a moment, then gently shook her head: "Aaa".

Mu Zhian familiarly reached out and wrapped his arm around her slender waist: "Don't you like this gift?"

"No, I like all the gifts you give me."

Lin Ling immediately wrote in her notebook: "But... this gift is a bit strange."

"What do you mean by 'strange'?" Mu Zhian was taken aback.

Could it be that the Heavenly Court's seats are unable to bear the dragon's fortune...?

Mu Zhian immediately dismissed this absurd and audacious guess.

Lin Ling shook her head, a hint of shyness flashing in her red eyes, and extended her right hand.

Mu Zhian was still in a daze when he looked around and saw an ancient butterfly mark appear on the back of Lin Ling's right hand. The butterfly seemed to come alive and flew along the back of her hand to her lower abdomen in the blink of an eye.

"What is this...?" Mu Zhian asked in surprise.

"The marks left by the Zhezi script." Lin Ling buried her face behind the notebook, filled with shame.

After a brief moment of surprise, Mu Zhian quickly came to her senses and couldn't help but chuckle, "It's very beautiful."

Lin Ling buried most of her face behind her notebook, her bright red eyes staring at him intently: "Didn't you do this on purpose?"

"How could I possibly control where the Zhezi script goes in your body..." Mu Zhian spread his hands innocently.

He seemed to notice the disappointed look in Lin Ling's eyes, and smiled as he ruffled her silver hair: "This mark is very pretty. I'm not just saying this to comfort you."