It turns out, they were the main characters.

Shang Yanfei seemed unaware of Mu Zhian's thoughts at that moment, and she gently reached out her hand under the shade of the tree.

Butterflies fluttered and danced under the shade of the trees, and then, as if sensing Shang Yanfei's call, they fluttered their wings and flew over, finally landing on her fingertips.

"Are you in a hurry to go back?" she asked casually.

Although his gaze was fixed on the butterfly on his fingertip, Mu Zhian somehow had the feeling that the other person's attention was actually on him.

"It's not that I was in a hurry, but I was worried that Ruoxi would be anxious if she couldn't find anyone after her ascension. That's why I came in a bit of a rush," Mu Zhian explained tactfully.

Shang Yanfei smiled brightly: "You are so thoughtful, always considering others."

"But you can rest assured that the Feather Transformation Tribulation will take at least half a day, so it won't hurt if you take a short rest in the sect."

Could it be that Sect Leader Sister wants to spend more time with me...? Mu Zhian thought to himself, but on the surface he was quite respectful and nodded reservedly: "Then let's wait until Ling'er has finished her snacks before leaving this place."

As Mu Zhian looked at the lighthearted smile blooming on her beautiful face, his heart inexplicably quickened, and he felt an inexplicable charm drawing his eyes in.

This special feeling almost made Mu Zhian want to immerse himself in it.

"Come and sit down."

With a gentle and calm smile, Shang Yanfei waved lightly in Mu Zhian's direction.

Their eyes met, and Mu Zhian seemed to lose his mind for a moment. When he came to his senses, he was already walking slowly towards the ancient tree.

As they drew closer, the dappled sunlight filtering through the ancient tree's branches seemed to create a mysterious, eerie black mist that silently permeated the air, obscuring her features and making them difficult to see clearly.

After Mu Zhian sat down in front of the ancient tree, he glanced at the woman under the tree without making it obvious, and felt a surge of impulse.

An urge to get a little closer and see her face clearly.

Even so, he managed to suppress the impulse.

He was a disciple of the Liangyi Sect. He could keep the thought of blaspheming the sect leader to himself, but actually doing it would be a completely different matter.

However, it must be said that although this woman's breasts were not as large as Nai Xi's, they were still full and firm, even making the slightly loose black dress look bulging.

She sat with her legs bent under the shade of a tree, a pair of delicate, boneless feet peeking out from under her skirt, their beauty almost translucent against the black fabric of her dress.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Shang Yanfei's cool voice rang out from beside her.

Mu Zhian suddenly came to his senses and realized that the woman was looking at him without him noticing, her pale golden eyes filled with a hint of mockery.

He coughed lightly, subtly shifting his gaze from her bare feet, and said, "I heard from Ling'er that the sect leader's fortune seems to have encountered some problems, and therefore needs chaotic energy to suppress the bad luck?"

"Since you already know, why ask again?"

Shang Yanfei said calmly, "The chaotic energy can suppress bad luck, but even a Dao-merging expert cannot refine it. Even if you obtain the third Heavenly Dao energy, you will probably have to wait until you comprehend the Dao before your innate furnace can refine the chaotic energy."

Mu Zhian nodded slightly, then earnestly and humbly asked, "After I refine the Chaos Qi... how should I hand it over to the Sect Master?"

"Could it be that Sect Master Sister has some method to transfer the sacred artifacts out of the Heavenly Furnace?"

For a moment, there was complete silence under the ancient tree, except for the rustling of leaves in the wind.

After a short while, Shang Yanfei's clear and melodious voice drifted from under the ancient tree: "I don't have any solutions, but you do."

She turned her head and gazed at Mu Zhi'an, her pale golden eyes seemingly reflecting his face.

"As for the method... it's just as you've thought of it."

Mu Zhian remained silent for a while: "Sometimes I really wonder if the sect leader can read minds."

"I don't know how to read minds, nor do I know how to read people's hearts," Shang Yanfei shook her head, denying Mu Zhian's words.

"I don't believe you for a second..." Mu Zhian thought to himself. Every time he met this peerless sect leader, he always felt like he was being seen through.

"I really don't know what you're thinking on a daily basis."

As if she could read Mu Zhian's thoughts, Shang Yanfei suddenly said something casually.

She paused for a moment, then continued, "However, I can guess what you're thinking right now."

Mu Zhian laughed and said, "How about we bet on something? I bet you can't guess."

A faint smile appeared in Shang Yanfei's eyes: "If I guess wrong, I can grant you any of your requests. Similarly, if I guess right, you grant me one request, how about it?"

"it is good."

Mu Zhian immediately agreed.

Anyway, he can just deny whatever they say, and the other party can't accuse him of lying.

The beautiful woman in the black dress casually raised her eyes, looking at him with amusement, a faint smile curving her lips.

She braced herself on the grass with one hand, and gently stroked his face with the other, a captivating fragrance wafting around her nose.

I guess—

Shang Yanfei leaned down and gently pressed her alluring red lips close to Mu Zhian's ear, her sweet voice, which could make one's bones go weak, softly sounding in his ear.

"What do you want from me now..."

"Is that right?"

Chapter 468 The Alliance of Qingdi Ruoxi 5.5K

Beneath the ancient tree, silence enveloped the two of them.

Mu Zhian felt the soft touch gently pressing against his arm, the faint fragrance emanating from the woman, and the gentle voice echoing in his ear.

He swallowed slightly.

It's impossible not to be tempted.

Shang Yanfei stared at him, a flirtatious smile in her eyes, as if she were not the scheming sect leader, but an older sister who enjoyed teasing younger boys.

However, he remained completely silent.

After a long silence, Mu Zhian sighed softly.

Then, quite calmly, he said, "This disciple's feelings for the sect leader are not those kinds of thoughts now."

"I swear to the Great Way!" Mu Zhi'an swore solemnly.

Boom...

A deafening roar came from the horizon, and the Great Dao indeed responded to Mu Zhian's vow. However, after a long time, no lightning tribulation descended upon him.

This means that Mu Zhian did not lie.

However, as he finished speaking, Shang Yanfei stared at him silently.

"You...don't have any improper thoughts about me?"

Her expression remained as calm as ever, but her words seemed to contain a hint of emotion she had never shown before.

Mu Zhian hesitated for a moment, then sighed softly, "Although it is somewhat disrespectful to say this to the sect leader, I think no one in this world would not have any thoughts after meeting the sect leader... I am no exception."

"But right now, more than that, I want you to keep your promise."

Shang Yanfei looked at Mu Zhian with a half-smile, as if she had guessed something.

"Go ahead and say it," she said calmly.

"I only want the sect leader to answer one question."

Mu Zhian gazed at the stunningly beautiful woman with a complex expression: "What is your relationship with Mu Wanwan?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Shang Yanfei's eyes for the first time, but her expression quickly returned to normal as she softly asked, "How did you know?"

“I’ve been wondering why my memories of being with Wanwan are so blurry. If I hadn’t seen her at Xianhuang Mountain today, I might not even be able to remember her.”

“I subconsciously ignored her.”

Mu Zhian gazed silently at Shang Yanfei: "Even though I saw her today, I still can't remember what happened between us. Those memories are very vague."

"I was very happy when I was with her a few years ago. I have some memory of other things that happened back then... but I don't have much memory of anything related to Mu Wanwan."

"Based on this alone, you think it's related to me?" Shang Yanfei asked.

“When the Sabbath came, the Heavenly Dao chose a divine messenger. The slightest mistake could cause chaos throughout the Nine Provinces, but you did not make any move… Even after Yao Meng came to you, you did not make any move. Instead, you asked me to advance to the Void Returning Realm to temporarily shield me from the Heavenly Rules in order to restrict the gods from other realms.”

"But this can't completely deter them. Sooner or later, some fools will try to take risks and do something."

Mu Zhian paused for a moment, then continued, "The sect leader I know is not the kind of person who would sit idly by and wait for his death."

Actually, there's another very important point... The sect leader's cup size is the same as Mu Wanwan's, and both are shrouded in a mist similar to 'shielding the secrets of heaven'. When Mu Zhian saw Shang Yanfei, he couldn't remember her appearance, but when he saw Mu Wanwan, he couldn't remember the various things they had experienced together.

That's why Mu Zhian had doubts.

Of course, he was too embarrassed to say it aloud.

After all, saying that would be like him staring at the sect leader's chest all day long.

"What exactly is your relationship with Wanwan?" Mu Zhian asked again.

Shang Yanfei gazed at her with her eyes wide, a complex mix of emotions welling up within her.

After a moment of silence, she said softly, "Since you've already guessed it, why ask again?"

"You guessed right, I am Mu Wanwan."

Mu Zhian's expression suddenly froze.

What?!

At this moment, countless questions seemed to pop into Mu Zhian's mind, and he was in a state of astonishment.

Although he had had a vague suspicion before, he still felt a sense of absurdity when he heard Shang Yanfei admit it herself.

He once thought he was the 'fishpond owner' who raised fish, but little did he know that he was already being raised as a fish by someone else when he was a child...

This person is also the sect leader of the Liangyi Sect!

That's why I said long ago that the sect leader is a repressed pervert. On the surface, she seems aloof and mysterious, but in reality, just like her senior sister, both of them are repressed perverts...

His clone somehow 'coincidentally' passed through Tianxuan City, and then a little story unfolded between them...

As Mu Zhian thought about this, he quickly recalled something that was chilling to think about.

Was the paper crane that Senior Sister threw from Liangyi Peak really just a coincidence that it passed through Tianxuan City and was 'cut' by chance?

Furthermore, he was unaware that he was simultaneously writing letters to both his master and disciple, and the sect leader truly did not know either.

Or is it that... she actually knows everything?