It turns out, they were the main characters.

Mu Zhian got out of bed, took Wei Mengrou's hand, and said with a smile, "Let's talk this over. Give me the surveillance footage... I mean, the recording stone."

Wei Mengrou played with the recording stone in her hand, glanced at her young master a couple of times, and finally tossed the recording stone to him.

Seeing Mu Zhian breathe a sigh of relief, Wei Mengrou added casually:

"I forgot to tell you, the photo stone only contains a few cats that I casually recorded on my way here."

Mu Zhian: "?"

"You've been itching for a beating for too long, Mengrou-jie..." Mu Zhian muttered silently.

"You've come to see me so late tonight, surely you have something important to say?" Mu Zhian asked.

Wei Mengrou glanced at Lin Ling beside her and nodded gently: "The Blue Clan is already investigating its own elders."

Mu Zhian nodded slightly: "Besides the Grand Elder, there must be other people in the Blue Clan who collude with other clans. With an internal traitor like Lan Cao, and with the Sabbath approaching, it's normal for the Blue Clan to feel a sense of crisis."

"You didn't come here just to tell me this, did you?"

"I heard from the cultivators outside that the Sabbath's warships are anchored near the Martial Realm. If possible, it would be best to stay away from there for the time being," Wei Mengrou whispered a reminder.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she noticed Mu Zhian's rather subtle expression and hesitated, asking, "What's wrong?"

“It’s too late. Even if I don’t go, they’ll probably come looking for me anyway,” Mu Zhian said quietly.

Under Wei Mengrou's questioning gaze, Mu Zhian gave a general explanation of what he knew.

"Mu Wanwan? That woman is the messenger of the Sabbath?"

Wei Mengrou's expression turned somewhat unpleasant as she recalled some unpleasant memories.

"You know her too?" Lin Ling asked, holding up her notebook.

“A woman with an extremely bad personality,” Wei Mengrou said quietly.

Seemingly noticing the curiosity in Lin Ling's eyes, Wei Mengrou said, "She is not from Tianxuan City. She just happened to pass through Tianxuan City and was spotted by the young master. After pursuing her for a while, they became Daoist partners."

"However, that woman came and went mysteriously. The Mu family sent people to investigate several times, but they could not find out her identity or background."

"Actually, it's not as exaggerated as Sister Mengrou said, but her personality is indeed a bit wicked or rather, cunning..." Mu Zhian said.

"By the way, the young master's first kiss was with her, and if nothing unexpected happens, his first time being intimate with her will also be with her," Wei Mengrou added.

Lin Ling stared intently at Wei Mengrou and handed her the notebook: "I want to see her."

“Even if we don’t go looking for her, we’ll probably have a chance to see her later,” Wei Mengrou glanced at the young master’s worried face. “If she really is the messenger of the Sabbath.”

As she said this, her gaze suddenly turned to Lin Ling with suspicion.

To be precise, he was examining the faint butterfly mark on her lower abdomen.

The mark was made up of two butterflies, and it looked like a heart shape.

The mark looked so familiar that Wei Mengrou recognized it immediately, and her expression changed.

"You and Senior Spirit Dragon..."

Mengrou's reaction speed is a bit fast... Mu Zhian transmitted his voice: "She suffered from karmic fire before, and I had no choice but to help her."

Wei Mengrou looked at the young master with a strange expression.

Of all the girls Mu Zhian knew, Linglong was the one she was least worried about.

Because the spirit dragon's Dao can sense the young master's lingering, astringent emotions.

Unexpectedly, that senior spirit dragon also...

"You gave her the Heavenly Court seat too, didn't you?" Wei Mengrou continued to transmit her voice.

Mu Zhian looked up in surprise: "How did you know?"

"Isn't the mark on her lower abdomen her seat in Heaven?"

Wei Mengrou lifted the hem of her skirt with her fingertips, revealing a pair of long, slender, snow-white legs. A black butterfly mark was faintly visible on her left fair thigh, the contrast between black and white was particularly dazzling and captivating.

"You really didn't create this mark on your own?" She stared at the young master with a suspicious look.

The butterfly mark on Wei Mengrou's right leg was originally caused by the Heavenly Fortune bestowed upon her by Mu Zhian. Now that she has been granted a seat in the Spirit Dragon Heavenly Court, she has a similar mark.

Anything related to the young master always turns into something astringent without you even realizing it...

As expected, the Heavenly Court follows its master's example, which is why even its rules are so unorthodox.

Mu Zhian spread his hands innocently: "No matter what, I would never leave such an obvious mark on you. Even if you steal food, you should know to wipe your mouth, right?"

Wei Mengrou couldn't find a reason to refute it for a moment.

Mu Zhian leaned closer to Wei Mengrou and glanced at her beautiful legs a few times: "Speaking of which, I remember that butterfly was on the right thigh before, how did it end up on the left?"

Wei Mengrou gave her a disdainful look and said contemptuously, "That butterfly is my ancestral artifact after I awakened. You know that."

"Also, could you please stop staring at people with such lewd eyes? Your hormones are affecting Senior Spirit Dragon."

"I was just a little curious," Mu Zhian explained.

Wei Mengrou stood with her long, slender legs crossed, and pouted: "After being curious, you want to touch it with your hand again, right? Do you want me to lick it again?"

Mu Zhian shook her head slightly and said reservedly, "Could you put on white stockings before I serve you?"

Wei Mengrou: "..."

The maid was once again rendered speechless by her young master. She pulled Lin Ling back a few steps, protecting her as if she wanted to stay away from the pervert.

Lin Ling glanced at Wei Mengrou with a puzzled look, then held up her notebook and asked, "Are you talking about desserts?"

“It’s not a dessert, but it’s his favorite.” Wei Mengrou looked at her young master with disdain.

"If the young master asks you to wear stockings, you must know how to refuse him," she reminded Lin Ling again.

"Why?" Lin Ling asked, lifting up her notebook.

Wei Mengrou glanced at the young master and said calmly, "You're too naive. If you do as the young master says, he might not be able to resist making a move on you."

"For the young master, his love for stockings is like your love for octopus."

Lin Ling suddenly exclaimed "Aaa!"

"Don't teach her this weird stuff! And can you please stop looking at me with such strange eyes, making it seem like I'm some kind of pervert..." Mu Zhian said speechlessly.

Wei Mengrou glanced at the young master expressionlessly, then, as if recalling their past interactions, her face gradually flushed, and she said softly, "Isn't that so?"

"Is it perverted to like your own maid? Is there a problem with letting your maid wear white stockings?" Mu Zhian said righteously, then glanced at the silver-haired beauty in the white dress a few more times.

Wei Mengrou couldn't find a reason to refute it for a moment.

Lin Ling seemed a little uncomfortable being stared at, and shyly brought her legs together, covering her skirt with one hand.

However, she didn't know that to Mu Zhian, her coy and hesitant attitude was even more alluring.

hum!

Just as Mu Zhian was about to speak, he suddenly heard a piercing buzzing sound in his ear.

In the dead of night, billowing black mist silently moved in from afar, while at the same time, beneath this vast starry sky, a ray of pale blue light shone down from the heavens.

That ray of pale blue light pierced through layers of dark clouds like sunlight.

The light transformed into a grotesque and terrifying creature, its crimson eyes emerging from the dark clouds.

In that instant, a corner of the dark cloud collapsed, as if the sky itself had crumbled.

If a child saw this scene, they would undoubtedly be terrified and cry, because just those beastly eyes seemed to reflect the heavens, and were as large as half of the Great Qian Dynasty.

The common people in Kyushu did not feel this terrifying pressure, but all the cultivators sensed its presence, and almost instantly, a fear arose in their hearts.

That is... a god who embodies the laws of heaven!

Mu Zhian reacted almost immediately, quickly pushed open the window and looked up. The scarlet beast eyes made his heart tremble, and then countless goosebumps appeared on his body.

This thing looks disgusting.

"All the fortune of the Nine Provinces belongs to Heaven. From this day forward, all races of the Nine Provinces should remain in their respective clans. Anyone who secretly escapes will have their entire clan wiped out."

The creature's eyes were cold and intimidating. It spoke calmly, its voice booming like thunder in the ears of countless cultivators, the sound waves sweeping across the entire Nine Provinces.

Wei Mengrou approached silently, her eyes having turned silver at some point, mysterious and beautiful.

She said softly, "Is this the alien deity of the Sabbath? It contains the laws of the Heavenly Way, so its actions must be tacitly approved by the Heavenly Way."

Mu Zhian looked up and gazed at the scene quietly for a long time before suddenly letting out a soft laugh.

"Such an imposing official presence."

……

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[I'm experiencing some writer's block, but it'll be fine after this chapter. I'll try to write a longer chapter tomorrow. For now, you can refer to the image below for Mengrou's 'butterfly,' and then we'll wait for our artist~]

[By the way, the ex-girlfriend didn't just appear out of nowhere. I won't spoil the details, but it'll be revealed tomorrow.]

Chapter 451 The Wrath of Heaven (1 words)

Martial arts world.

Inside this oval-shaped spaceship, several cultivators walked through the palace where tens of thousands of spirit stones floated.

The beautiful woman in the black robe crossed her arms, looked at the tall figure beside her, and said calmly, "Immortal Lord, you've made too much of a commotion this time. Aren't you afraid of angering the creatures of the Nine Provinces?"

The one who just cast the spell to bring the Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth down beneath the sky is the Immortal Lord before us. He comes from a distant alien starry sky and is also a supreme being in that place. At this moment, he is wearing golden armor and exudes an awe-inspiring aura.

"Ah……"

A cold laugh echoed through the palace. The Immortal Lord, with an indifferent expression, said, "The so-called Nine Provinces are nothing more than a planet in the universe. Many cultivators have been born here, but they only have cultivation and no technology. In the end, it is just an indigenous planet. So what if you anger it?"

"Besides, we have received the mandate of Heaven this time. Even if there are ancient creatures in these Nine Provinces, we can't say anything. We will keep to ourselves and not interfere with them... As for those weak creatures, what harm is there in killing them?"

His aura was incredibly powerful, his body was filled with the essence blood of the cultivators he had previously absorbed, and his expression was indifferent. Apart from a few Dao Integration Realm cultivators in the Nine Provinces, he regarded the remaining living beings as nothing.

"However, even if we transform all these beings into essence and blood to nourish the heavens, it will probably still be far from enough... Their fortune is ultimately that of ordinary people, and it won't have much effect." The Immortal Lord spoke again.

"If we can find more people with great fortune, or if... she is willing to return to the heavens with us, perhaps we can save the Nine Provinces from this calamity."

The girl in the black dress raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she had already understood something. She glanced at the Immortal Lord indifferently and said, "The status of the Two Elements Sect in the Eastern Continent is far beyond your imagination. Moreover, if the Spirit Dragon leaves, it will probably be difficult for the Nine Continents to produce another cultivator in the Returning Void Realm for the next ten thousand years. The Heavenly Dao probably will not allow it."

"You overestimate the Heavenly Dao. To it, the Nine Provinces, the Heavens, and even any other creature in the starry sky are all under its control. It cannot stop them, nor can it stop them."