It turns out, they were the main characters.

It was February, just after spring had begun. The layout of Qingmei Garden was elegant, with winding paths leading to secluded spots. Not far into the garden, there was an open-air hot spring where Shang Yanfei would occasionally soak, sometimes with Lin Ling.

Lin Ling took Mu Zhi'an's hand and handed him the notebook to read: "The chaotic energy can suppress the misfortune that is affecting her from the shadows, but even without the chaotic energy, you can suppress the karmic fire yourself."

I understand. Ling'er means that although I can't suppress the sect leader's bad luck, I can suppress her karmic fire.

The karmic fire will reappear, and he can suppress it repeatedly.

Mu Zhian turned to look at Lin Ling's profile. Her small face was focused and serious, and her red eyes were filled with worry. It was clear that she was very concerned about the situation with the sect leader, so much so that she hadn't eaten a single snack on the way here today.

Mu Zhian reached out and ruffled her silver hair, smiling, "Don't worry, the sect leader is always very thoughtful. She could suppress the karmic fire in the past, so she can certainly do it now... And aren't I here now?"

Lin Ling blinked, her gaze still complex, and wrote in her notebook for Mu Zhi'an to see: "Won't it be difficult for you to do this kind of thing?"

Mu Zhian smiled as he looked at Lin Ling's pure face, thinking to himself that if he could, he would be more than happy to suppress the sect leader sister, so why would he make things difficult for her?

However, this great white shark had never had the opportunity to get close before.

"It's all for my Ling'er. As long as you're happy, that's all that matters." Mu Zhi'an wrote in his notebook, looking at her tenderly.

"I'm unhappy, but there's nothing I can do. You're the only one who can suppress the karmic fire caused by bad luck. Seeing you being close to other girls makes me unhappy."

Mu Zhian's mind stirred slightly, and she asked, "Do you also experience emotions like jealousy?"

"I'll just be a little sad, but I can bear it."

Lin Ling wrote in her notebook: "You have many women around you, so I can't ask you to spend time with only me. That would put you in a difficult position."

Mu Zhian looked at her silently and said, "Actually, if you use the power of words, I can't disobey whatever you want me to do."

"You can't do that. Using words to twist other people's feelings is bad behavior." Lin Ling put her index finger to her lips.

Mu Zhi'an couldn't help but chuckle, his steps faltering. He put one arm around the girl's slender waist and whispered in her ear, "Then how come you were able to use your words to interfere with my desires when we were cultivating together?"

After Mu Zhian finished speaking, his gaze lingered on Lin Ling's exquisitely beautiful face, which was as white as porcelain. Her delicate eyelashes trembled slightly, and she lowered her head but did not push him away.

Mu Zhian smiled and said, "My Ling'er is so good. After I help the sect leader suppress the karmic fire, I'll treat you to some snacks later."

Lin Ling was initially delighted, but then, seeing Mu Zhian's teasing look, she immediately realized what he meant, blushed, gently pushed him away, and quickly wrote in her notebook: "No..."

"But it has a rich spiritual energy from the Heavenly Court. Ling'er, are you sure you don't want to give it a try? This is a real treat," Mu Zhi'an coaxed patiently.

Seeing her increasingly flushed face, Mu Zhian stopped teasing her: "Alright, I'll go check out the hot springs first. Do you want to come with me?"

Lin Ling gently shook her head: "She would be embarrassed if I went."

So, does this mean the Sect Leader can be shy too? I never really noticed before…

After all, that woman always wore a mysterious smile, and it was impossible to see through her thoughts.

Mu Zhian: "Then you go to Senior Sister's palace and wait for me to come back."

Mu Zhian straightened his robes and walked along the secluded path toward the hot springs of Qingmei Garden.

Just then, he vaguely heard someone calling him from behind.

Lin Ling's rosy lips parted slightly, and as Mu Zhi'an turned his head, her clear, bell-like voice rang out softly in the Plum Blossom Garden: "That thing tastes very strange, so I don't like it."

Is she still dwelling on the joke she just made...? Seeing this, Mu Zhian couldn't help but smile, and was about to tell him the truth that she was just joking.

After hesitating for a while, she quickly stepped forward, handed him the page she had just finished writing, and then turned and left Qingmei Garden.

Mu Zhian glanced down at the contents of the paper.

"If you like it, I can put up with it."

……

"Although Ling'er doesn't have much experience in flirting, she fits my XP in every sense..."

Mu Zhian walked along the winding, secluded path, looking at the contents of the paper and recalling the various scenes that had just occurred to him, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Among Mu Zhian's fishpond, Miss Linglong is arguably the most special one. She doesn't know how to please men, but it is precisely this naivety that hits Mu Zhian's sweet spot.

Who wouldn't love a cute and adorable woman who is both obedient and capable?

However, in retrospect, Lin Ling may have had some vague feelings for Mu Zhi'an in the past, but they weren't obvious. It was just that someone was pushing Lin Ling forward from behind, secretly plotting.

And now that person has encountered a situation similar to Lin Ling's.

Mu Zhian walked along the cobblestone path deeper into the Plum Blossom Garden. He looked up and gazed into the distance, where he could vaguely see steam rising from the hot spring.

The hot spring that Lin Ling mentioned is right here.

Just as Mu Zhian was about to approach, he vaguely heard a woman's low moan coming from the hot spring. The sound was intermittent, and she was obviously trying to suppress her voice.

Besides the spirit dragon, only the sect leader sister is in this place now.

Could she be...?

Mu Zhian's heart skipped a beat. He held his breath, calmed himself, and quietly approached.

The sound grew clearer, and the graceful figure of a woman could be vaguely seen in the field of vision.

Shang Yanfei sat by the hot spring, her face bare, her long, flowing hair tied up with a hair tie, strands of it hanging down.

Elegant and aloof, the mysterious black mist made her appear like a noble and aloof fairy, but the sexy figure that Mu Zhian saw at this moment resembled a seductive witch.

If we also consider the mystery surrounding the identity and strength of the Liangyi Sect Master, then this beauty, who seems to be somewhere between a fairy and a witch, gains an even greater air of unassailable majesty.

First of all, it's not that I'm a coward, but it's really hard to imagine that a woman like the sect leader could cultivate with me. The pressure is a bit too much... As an experienced driver, Mu Zhian was unusually willing to follow his heart.

In Mu Zhian's fishpond, Yao Meng ranks first in terms of looks alone. This is unavoidable; the Daoist essence of Yaochi greatly enhances a woman's appearance.

But if you take into account temperament, physique, and so on, the fish in the pond each have their own unique characteristics.

What attracted Mu Zhi'an the most to explore was naturally the sect leader's sister.

Although he couldn't remember Shang Yanfei's appearance, he had always been amazed by her beauty, which was enough to show that the sect leader's sister must be extremely beautiful.

Although the dark black robe that covered her delicate body was a bit loose, Mu Zhian could still see her high, rounded breasts because of the waist belt, so he always had the impression that the sect leader was 'magnanimous'.

So much so that even if he forgot what she looked like, he was confident he could recognize her by her breasts.

Apart from that, Mu Zhian's impression of the sect leader was all learned from other people.

For example, Ye Lingxuan, who was as proud as the princess of the forbidden zone, had secretly admired the sect leader ever since she had only seen him once when she was a child. Her aloof senior sister also became an obedient disciple in front of her. The sect disciples and even the elders and the head of the sect were also quite curious about this sect leader.

But most people have never seen what this sect leader looks like... and even if they have, they quickly forget what he looks like.

And this woman of unparalleled beauty is now...

The gentle caressing of her legs, the slightly flushed face, even the warm breath exhaled from her lips—undoubtedly, this was…

Mu Zhian stared at this scene in shock.

Seemingly sensing someone behind her, Shang Yanfei snapped out of her reverie and asked lazily, "When did you get here?"

As expected of the sect leader, he remained so calm even after the sect leader died... Mu Zhian said calmly, "Ling'er brought me here not long ago. I heard that the sect leader's luck has run into some problems. I happen to know a little about suppressing bad luck."

A slightly awkward silence ensued, but Mu Zhian wasn't about to let the opportunity slip by. He tentatively asked, "Sect Master, what were you doing just now...?"

Shang Yanfei remained silent for a moment, then said calmly, "This is the effect of karmic fire."

Mu Zhi'an understood slightly, then a thought flashed through his mind, and he said, "Could it be that the Sect Master was like this when he was burned by karmic fire before—"

Before she could finish speaking, Shang Yanfei glanced back casually.

The two gazed at each other across the misty hot spring. When Mu Zhian saw those pale golden eyes, his gaze suddenly faltered.

After nearly half a minute of silence, Mu Zhian gradually came to his senses, glanced around, and hesitated before asking, "When did I get here...?"

He remembered when he came to the hot spring area, but he felt like he was missing a piece of his memory after coming to the hot spring, but no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't remember anything.

"It seems you had some kind of epiphany just now, so you meditated for a while after arriving in this area," Shang Yanfei said calmly.

Mu Zhian: "Is that so? A cultivator can suddenly have an epiphany?"

Shang Yanfei casually changed the subject: "Is there something you need? If I remember correctly, you should have left the sect a few days ago."

Mu Zhian composed himself slightly and said, "This disciple heard that the sect leader is unwell, so I wanted to see if there is anything I can help with."

Shang Yanfei gently shook her head: "Ling'er brought you here, right? But it's nothing serious. If there's nothing else, you can go back now."

Mu Zhian fell silent. Although he couldn't grasp such an ethereal thing as luck, he could still sense the strangeness about the woman in the gorgeous clothes in front of him.

In the past few times when he suffered the backlash of karmic fire, Ling'er never came to find him, but she came this time... This is enough to show that the sect leader's sister's backlash of karmic fire is more serious than before.

He accidentally saved Yao Meng in the grotto of the Pilgrimage Temple, and behind the scenes, one can see the shadow of Shang Yanfei.

Besides, Gong Lianyue, in the past, the Linglong proposed marriage to the forbidden area, and the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox Body and other things, many of the opportunities he obtained, on the surface, were due to his affinity with the Primordial Witch, but in reality, they were all guided by the woman in front of him.

She saved the Azure Emperor, resurrected Gong Lianyue, and resolved the karmic fire pain of the Spirit Dragon. Although she never accompanied him on this journey, it seemed as if she was protecting him at all times.

And this time, someone has run into trouble again.

This time, however, no one was there to offer him any advice or solutions.

Because this time, she was the one who encountered trouble.

Mu Zhian sighed softly, "If possible, I would like to do my part to repay you."

Shang Yanfei seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled brightly: "Have you ever considered that my previous help to you might have had another purpose?"

She paused, then said, "My karmic fire is different from Ling'er's. You don't need to worry. Go back first."

Mu Zhian then raised his hand in a bow and said, "Then this disciple will take his leave."

In the somewhat silent atmosphere, Mu Zhian quietly left, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.

Consort Shang Yan did not turn around, but gently untied her waist belt and was about to take off her dark black gown.

Just then, she heard the footsteps that had already left return.

"Is there anything else?"

The moment she opened her mouth, Mu Zhian had already reached the hot spring: "I don't know what the sect leader's purpose is, but I am a person who repays kindness."

Shang Yanfei tilted her head slightly to look at him: "So?"

Mu Zhian stared into her eyes, reached out and took one of her slightly cool hands in his: "Let me help you."

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How do you want to help me?

Shang Yanfei looked at Mu Zhian, who was tightly holding her small hand, lowered her eyes, and said softly, "There is only one way to suppress the karmic fire. Aren't you worried about being noticed by others?"