It turns out, they were the main characters.

No one would have guessed that the 'young lady' who happened to pass through Tianxuan City was Shang Yanfei!

Even if Lan Mulian were standing here right now and heard these words, she would probably be so surprised that she would be stunned.

Although Mu Zhian had long known that Shang Yanfei was orchestrating everything behind the scenes, he was unsure of what the sect leader wanted from him at the time, and therefore always held her in awe.

But now that she has admitted to it... the situation is completely different.

At that moment, Mu Zhian suddenly realized, but then he quickly remembered something and hesitated, "Back then I was still young, why didn't Sect Master Sister wait for me to grow up before coming to Tianxuan City as Mu Wanwan?"

Shang Yanfei remained silent.

Then, she glanced at Mu Zhian and said indifferently, "Now that you've finished asking your questions, you should go back."

Looking at the woman's calm demeanor, if she hadn't admitted it herself, Mu Zhian really wouldn't have been able to fully believe that Mu Wanwan was Shang Yanfei.

"The Sabbath will not have a significant impact on the Nine Provinces, so you don't need to worry about it. As for that wisp of chaotic energy, your current innate furnace is not yet capable of refining it. My luck has indeed encountered some problems, but it is not enough to affect me right now."

A tall, stunningly beautiful woman stood gracefully, her posture always elegant and composed. With her hands behind her back, a small section of her smooth, delicate calves was faintly visible beneath her gorgeous, dark black robe. Her eyes were slightly lowered, her gaze calmly fixed on the ancient tree, making her even more breathtakingly beautiful.

After she finished speaking, seeing that there was still no sound behind her, she was about to turn around.

Just then, Mu Zhian suddenly stepped forward, reached out and hugged Shang Yanfei's slender waist, then pressed his chest against her smooth, snow-white back.

The young man's hot breath reached her snow-white neck as he held Shang Yanfei in his arms, feeling the softness of his sect leader sister's body.

The slightly loose robe wrinkled a little as Mu Zhi'an moved, and Mu Zhi'an could clearly feel the woman in his arms tremble slightly.

However, they remained silent.

……

The thunder gradually subsided...

A black and white palace dress fluttered in the wind as Gong Lianyue murmured to herself, "I never imagined that ascension to immortality would one day be achieved in this way."

Cultivators who pursue immortality are going against the heavens. After reaching the Enlightenment Realm, they may die instantly if they are not careful during each tribulation of lightning, turning into nourishment for the world. Not to mention the tribulations of merging with the Dao or even ascending to immortality.

Ultimately, there is no path to ascension in Kyushu.

Bai Ruoxi's soft, weak voice rang out: "The Heavenly Court is not located in the heavens and earth. From the past to the present, there have only been nine positions in the Heavenly Court. The fact that Mu Lang is willing to help the Palace Master means that he trusts you very much."

Gong Lianyue lowered her voice unconsciously: "The person he likes is you, and the position of Heaven was given to you, not me."

“We are one, why distinguish between us… When I was with Mu Lang in the past, you could feel everything my body could feel, even my joys and sorrows, just as I could feel, right?” Bai Ruoxi said softly.

To be precise, the two are essentially the same soul. Regardless of who is in control, the other can sense everything that the main body can perceive.

A captivating blush crept onto Gong Lianyue's exquisite and aloof face. She quickly said, "Alright, let's finish dealing with things here first before discussing these matters."

After she finished speaking, she waved away countless swords radiating dazzling golden light in mid-air. The swords flew in all directions and returned to their masters.

At this moment, Gong Lianyue stood in mid-air, her palace dress printed with plum blossoms fluttering in the wind, her fair feet wrapped in white silk socks, and she wore a pair of delicate embroidered shoes. Her waist was tied with a jade belt, and her dress could not completely cover her full and firm breasts, which swayed gently in the cold wind. Her skin was snow-white and unfathomable.

If you look closely, you'll notice a faint silver-white pattern emerging between her cleavage. Although it's difficult to see clearly, it adds to her mystique.

"No matter what you think, I owe you a favor. I will do my best to help you if needed in the future."

The next moment, Gong Lianyue's cold and sexy voice rang out in front of the Sword Palace. She turned her head and looked at the Azure Emperor who was protecting her this time.

“I’ve already said that you’ve helped me in the past, so I will naturally protect you this time.”

Yao Meng smiled faintly and said quietly, "If you really want to repay me, you only need to agree to one condition."

Gong Lianyue, or rather Bai Ruoxi, raised her eyebrows slightly: "What are the conditions?"

Yao Meng smiled and gazed at the female swordswoman whose full breasts were barely concealed by her dress. Her red lips parted slightly, and she said something.

……

Half an hour later.

"Sect Leader Sister, I'll be going now."

Mu Zhian withdrew his hand with a refreshed feeling. At that moment, he felt a sense of exhilaration and accomplishment that he had never experienced before.

After all, he had always held this sect leader sister in awe.

Although he did have some lustful thoughts, he felt more awe towards the woman who had arranged everything so clearly for him.

However, today, he confronted his inner demons!

Although they didn't go too far, even hugging and cuddling is a huge leap!

Just as he turned to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a stone table by the ancient tree, where a book was placed.

A sense of curiosity arose in Mu Zhian, and he stepped forward to take a look at the title of the book.

"The domineering sect leader fell in love with me..."

"..."

After a moment of silence, he looked at Shang Yanfei with surprise.

Shang Yanfei maintained a calm expression and said lightly, "I saw it by chance and used it to pass the time."

"Has Sect Leader Sister finished reading? Would you like to lend it to me?" Mu Zhian asked tentatively.

Shang Yanfei glanced at him casually and gave a soft "hmm".

Mu Zhian placed the book into his storage ring, then pondered for a moment before tentatively asking, "Does the sect leader also have an interest in this type of book?"

Shang Yanfei finally turned to look at him, her red lips slightly upturned, and said casually, "After the Ascension Ceremony ended, I gave Mu Lian a teleportation talisman. Burning that talisman will teleport the person locked by the talisman to a basement in this peak."

She gazed at Mu Zhian, her pale golden eyes radiating allure.

"Would you be interested in staying in the basement for a few days?"

Her voice remained calm and elegant, as if she wasn't the one who had just been held in Mu Zhi'an's arms.

Mu Zhi'an raised his hand in a bow: "This disciple takes his leave!"

It's best to know when to stop. Get your benefits done early and don't test the sect leader's limits. If you keep acting recklessly in front of her, who will you cry to if you get thrown into a dark room one day?

After Mu Zhian left the back mountain, Shang Yanfei casually withdrew her gaze. She raised her head slightly, stared at the ancient tree in front of her, and after a long while, slowly exhaled.

She gently touched her creamy red lips with her fingertips, then tilted her head slightly and chuckled softly.

In the end, I couldn't resist.

……

"It's not that I lack willpower; it's mainly because she knows how to flirt. Otherwise, with my willpower, resisting beauty wouldn't have been difficult at all..."

After leaving the back mountain, Mu Zhian could still faintly feel the soft touch of the sect leader's body in his palm, so much so that he couldn't help but savor the memory and linger in the sensation.

He left the back mountain satisfied, intending to find Miss Linglong who was enjoying roast chicken in the courtyard. However, as he passed a grand hall, vines suddenly wrapped around his feet.

The moment Mu Zhian looked down, he paused, then instinctively said, "The Pure World Seed?"

Whoosh!

No sooner had he finished speaking than the vines enveloped him in an instant, binding Mu Zhian hand and foot, and then swiftly swept away into a small dark room deep inside the main hall.

When her vision finally returned, what Mu Zhian saw was a quiet little dark room.

The candlelight flickered on both sides of the small dark room, and the Pure World Seeds emitted a pale white glow at the foot of the room, making the normally gloomy and secret room appear exceptionally bright and transparent.

There wasn't a single person in sight in the sealed room.

Mu Zhian remained calm: "Yao Meng, if you don't come out, I'm leaving."

There was no sound. Seeing this, Mu Zhian turned to leave.

"You'll have to be able to get out of this door before you can leave," a lazy voice came from behind.

Yao Meng indeed realized that it was Ling'er who had done this, which is why she came to Liangyi Peak... Mu Zhian was not surprised at all. The moment he turned his head, he was attracted by the beauty of the fairy sitting on the table.

She wore a slightly tight dress, her disheveled hair gently framing her classically delicate face. Her nose was high and straight, and her pair of snow-white, bare feet were exposed to the air. At first glance, she gave people a sense of ethereal purity.

But what's more important isn't her outfit, but the stockings in her hand... they're fishnet stockings!

Holy crap, where did she get that? I don't remember the sect leader having anything like that in her basement...

Yao Meng sat with her slender, fair legs crossed. Her fair and dazzling skin had a creamy texture under the candlelight, and it was very elastic.

Her stunningly beautiful face was adorned with light makeup, her red lips were even more luscious than usual, and she had a touch of earthy charm that she had never had before, her emerald green eyes were full of smiles.

"I was protecting your Daoist partner at the Sword Palace, and you, on the other hand, secretly ran off to the Two Elements Sect with the Spirit Dragon. If it weren't for the Azure Lotus Ring detecting your location, it would probably have taken another day or two to find you," Yao Meng rolled her eyes and said indifferently.

Mu Zhian coughed lightly and explained, "She was unwell, which is why she had to return to the sect..."

Yao Meng glanced at the young man: "Really? But your Ling'er looked so relaxed having afternoon tea in the courtyard just now."

So you threw me into this dark room while Ling'er was still eating snacks...? Mu Zhi'an felt immense pressure as he listened to the silent atmosphere in the basement.

But for some reason, being in such a place gives me a strange sense of excitement.

“Protecting your Daoist partner is a very tiring task. Don’t you plan to do something for your sister in place of your partner… like, massage her feet or something?”

Her eyes were flirtatious as she stared intently at Mu Zhi'an.

"When Ruoxi was undergoing her tribulation, no one should have come to interfere, right?" Mu Zhian asked.

"Hmm~ Of course no one will stop her at this critical juncture... Your kneading skills have improved a lot compared to before."

Feeling one of her feet being gently held by a warm hand, as if even the faint fragrance was enveloped by his hand, the fairy's usually elegant and holy voice trembled slightly.

First of all, I'm really not a foot fetishist. I only helped Ruoxi because of her. Secondly, I really have nothing to do with foot fetishism. I just happen to like Qingdi's feet... Mu Zhian gently kneaded the fairy's small, snow-white feet, defending himself in his heart.

"By the way, there's something I might need your help with later."

Mu Zhian suddenly remembered something and looked up at the fairy sitting at the table, her face flushed.

"Go ahead and say it." Her voice seemed to carry a hint of coquettishness, and her eyes, looking down at the boy, sparkled with excitement and pleasure.

"You should know about the conflict I had with an outside cultivator when I was in the Blue Clan's ancestral land, right?" Mu Zhi'an asked while massaging Qingdi's soft, boneless feet.

Seeing her nod silently, Mu Zhian continued, "That cultivator seems to have a powerful figure backing him, and there was also a very suspicious woman following him at the time... I was quite concerned about her."

"A woman?" Yao Meng rested her other foot on Mu Zhi'an's shoulder and said casually, "Do you know this suspicious woman you're talking about?"

"I know her, but I'm not sure if that person was her."

Mu Zhian paused for a moment: "When I went to the Abyss before, Ye Yu saved the spirit of a Dao Integration Realm expert in the Abyss Palace. That spirit was the Fourth Pillar God of the Southern Wilderness."

Yao Meng twirled a strand of hair with her slender fingers, lazily raising her eyes: "You mean, the woman accompanying the boy you clashed with back then was very likely the Goddess of Space, Xue Yi?"

Mu Zhian nodded slightly.